The Big Tits Club Ch. 01-04

"Holly said you said that."

"I..." I fumbled, looking left and right at the steady flow of human traffic going by, oblivious to whatever might be going on in this quiet alcove. Actually, people seemed to be deliberately avoiding looking at us, and once I realized how closely Sam was pressed up against me, I realized why.

There's a reason people avert their eyes when they see a couple kissing in public. We're trained to not involve ourselves in others' intimacy. Sam had held my arm with both of hers for the entire walk here. And even now, I was hugging her to my chest so that our faces were only inches apart. I had done so for the purpose of keeping our volume down, but to everyone else, it must've looked like we were making out or something.

Like any number of romantic couples at this school. Committed couples.

And it hit me. I realized why I couldn't fuck Holly. "It would have felt like cheating."

"What?"

I hadn't realized I said that last part aloud. "Uh, sleeping with Holly," I explained. "It would have felt like cheating."

"Cheating on who? You don't have a girlfriend."

"You're ALL my girlfriends. the BTC. Now maybe I'm not technically your boyfriend or anyone else's, but I DO belong to the club."

"As our friend."

"Let's get real: I'm the only male. The rules are different. If I were to start dating somebody and spending time away from the club, feelings would get hurt."

"Which is why we gave permission to Holly. We knew she wouldn't try to take you away from us."

"You're just proving my point that the rules are different. If some guy wanted to hook up with Neevie, would he have to come ask your permission? Of course not. The simple fact that any girl needs to ask your permission to hook up with me proves I already belong to you."

"Holly didn't just get my permission. You can't put this all on me."

I shook my head. "She wanted permission from the club. I belong to ALL of you."

"And you got permission. So it wouldn't have been cheating."

I snorted. "Just because a guy's girlfriend gives permission for him to go flirt with another girl doesn't mean she won't get mad about it retroactively. Look me in the eyes, Sam, and tell me you wouldn't feel a little hurt if Holly got my cherry. I saw the way you got up from the movie and stormed off. Now maybe if I fell in love with one of the BTC girls, we started dating, and finally took that next step, you'd understand. But not Holly."

"Well..." Sam pursed her lips and avoided my gaze before admitting, "Okay maybe you're right. But then that would still suggest there's one of us that you're in love with."

"There's not."

"So what? You're just gonna stay a virgin forever?"

I shrugged. "It's not forever. At the very least, once we all finish high school and go off to college, everything will change and the BTC as we know it will cease to exist."

"So you're gonna stay a virgin until next year?"

"Sure." I shrugged. "That's not such a long time, and it's a fair price to pay for the special relationships I have with each of you."

"But the idea that you're saving yourself for the club isn't fair to you. What if one of us decides to take matters into her own hands and breaks The Rule? That could ruin the BTC, and I don't want that. I think we're all better off if you find a casual hookup outside of the club, like Holly. It's not too late for you to change your mind. That girl will drop her panties and bend over for you in a heartbeat."

"Maybe someday I will, maybe even sooner than next year, whether with Holly or someone else who catches my eye. I won't know for sure what will happen until another hot girl throws herself at me. I'm just trying to wrap my head around what happened last night. Everything spiraled out of control so fast that I couldn't handle it and I locked up."

Sam frowned and pursed her lips. "So lemme get this straight: Holly put on the full-court press, you got overwhelmed, had a panic attack over the impending loss of your virginity coupled with a fear that you were somehow 'cheating' on the BTC and got scared of the fallout, so you got cold feet. That about sum it up?"

"Uh, yeah, pretty much."

"So it sounds like we basically need a notarized affidavit from each of the girls certifying that we don't own you, you don't need our permission to sleep with Holly or any other girl, and it would not be considered cheating on us if you did."

I snorted. "I think a notarized affidavit would be a bit much."

"What if we pinky swore? Would that help you not lock up the next time a pretty girl throws herself at you?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe there's no way to know until something like that happens again. That said, having each of the girls tell me they wouldn't get jealous really would do wonders for putting me at ease. But it's one thing to say it and something completely different to actually not feel it."

"Let me worry about that," Sam assured me. "I just want to put this whole Matty-saving-himself thing behind us and get things back to normal. Don't you?"

"Absolutely."

"Okay then." Sam nodded and checked her watch. "Shit, we're gonna be late."

****

When the entire BTC got together for lunch, everyone was pretty nervous, including me. By now, everyone had heard that I'd turned down sex with Holly because I was "saving myself for the BTC" and they'd discussed amongst themselves all of the implications therein. Sam took charge, and while she didn't actually try to get notarized affidavits or anything, she did stress the importance of all of the girls understanding that I wasn't actually their boyfriend (she got head nods around) and they had no right to get jealous should I actually end up sleeping with someone (the girls had to look at each other a bit first, but eventually they all nodded).

Then it was my turn to assure the girls that I wasn't in love with any of them. I explained that I'd simply locked up and wasn't ready for everything Holly was offering, simple as that. The girls seemed to accept my explanation, and we all promised things could go back to normal.

They didn't.

For the next week, all six of the girls were a little standoffish, a little unsure how to act around me. It seemed to me that each of them was still wondering if she was the one I was in love with and saving my virginity for, and even if she didn't think herself a likely candidate, she was at least stressed out overanalyzing the possibilities. Even Belle was acting weird around me despite my assurance that I thought of her as a sister, something her dad noticed at dinnertimes.

Nobody flirted with me. Nobody teased me. We still hung out together as a group, but the carefree joy wasn't there. Small groups of us would meet up in the afternoons to do homework, but that's all we did: homework. It was exactly the awkward "opposite sex" tension Alice had been worried about, and that whole week solidified in my mind the need for The Rule to keep the BTC running harmoniously. If the tension remained much longer, there wouldn't BE a BTC much longer, at least not a version that still included me.

It was Alice, actually, who managed to break the tension. While she had always messed around and teased me the same as the other girls, she had done so far less often than some of the others. Alice and Mari were the less physically aggressive ones of the group, making fewer flirtatious comments, covering up a little more skin, and not copping quite as many feels of my body as the other four.

So it was a bit of a surprise Friday afternoon when Alice abruptly dropped herself into my lap while I sat in the armchair, greeted, "Hi, Matty," and promptly shoved her tongue down my throat.

I stiffened up in surprise and at first didn't kiss her back, but the lovely Korean girl held my head in a tight grip, kept up the pressure, and a moment later I found myself kissing her back while my arms circled around her body to hug her close. It wasn't our first ever kiss, so I didn't feel completely shocked, but I was pretty sure we hadn't yet broken double-digits on the kiss count.

Kissing her was quite nice, though. While she was still a tomboy through and through in terms of personality, eschewing pretty dresses and makeup in favor of track pants and playing sports, her body was completely feminine. She was of average height for an 18-year-old American girl, which made her taller than most every other Asian girl in the school. She was also more muscular and curvier than most every other Asian girl in the school, sporting fat 36D tits and a nicely rounded ass. She grabbed my hands and planted them on that rounded ass while she ground her crotch against my pelvis and shoved those big tits into my chest.

But the kiss didn't last long before Alice broke away. Panting hard, she searched my eyes and asked with deadly seriousness, "Are you in love with me?"

I blinked twice in surprise, not expecting the question and therefore not answering right away.

"Are you in love with me?" she repeated, setting her jaw and giving me a fierce look that demanded an answer.

So I stuttered, "N-no. I'm not."

"Are you saving your virginity for me?"

"Uh, no. I'm not."

Alice nodded in satisfaction, hopped off my lap, and looked at the next closest girl, who happened to be Mari seated on the near side of the 3-cushion couch. "You're next."

"Umm, what?" Maris face was the definition of deer-in-the-headlights.

Alice rolled her eyes. "Nevermind. Neevie?"

Naimh didn't hesitate and quickly bounced to her feet. The busty redhead eagerly slid into my lap and attacked my face, devouring me, really. This time I returned the kiss with intense fervor, and our lip-lock went on and on and if it never ended, that would've been fine with me. But Alice was beside us, tapping Naimh's shoulder impatiently. And we finally broke the kiss, staring at each other with goofy, giddy expressions.

Alice was impatient. "You have to ask him the two questions now."

"What? Oh. Uhhh..." Naimh stammered.

Alice sighed and led her, "Are you in love..."

"Right, right." Naimh collected herself and smiled primly. "Uh, Matty? Are you in love with me?"

I gave her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, but no."

"Are you in lust with me? Do you fantasize about throwing me onto a bed and fucking the shit out of me?" She grinned.

"Yes, that, totally." I grinned, too.

"Ahem," Alice cleared her throat and gave us a pointed look.

"Right, right." Naimh schooled her face and asked, "Are you saving your virginity for me?"

I shook my head slowly. "No. I mean, I wouldn't mind, but no."

Naimh smiled. "An acceptable answer."

"Whatever," Alice said impatiently and snapped her fingers. "Next!"

Zofi went next, followed by Sam and then Mari. I kissed each girl, assured her I wasn't in love with her, and confirmed I was not saving my virginity for her.

Last was Belle.

Everyone looked at us curiously as she climbed into my lap. Belle had always been an active participant in the group teasing, perfectly content to bend over at the waist and make me check out her ass, or sit in my lap and rub my naked chest while letting me explore her body a bit as well. There was even that one afternoon all six of them lined up in front of Matty's Chair and raised their bikini tops to flash me simultaneously. And there were a few times she would cuddle up to my side on the couch during a movie, her hand rubbing the bulge in my shorts.

But... See, Belle and I had never really kissed. I'd made out with all the other girls at one time or another. Even Mari had given the inside of my mouth a tongue scraping a half-dozen times, most recently after one of my famous poolside massages back in August. But not Belle. Letting her fondle me like all the other girls did was one thing. Kissing me, though, like a real kiss with tongue and everything, would be... intimate. And I'd never been able to bring myself to do it.

That afternoon would not become the first.

The petite strawberry-blonde squirmed a little in my lap, adjusting herself until she got her crotch positioned just right. The succession of five hot girls making out with me one after the other had definitely been arousing, and the iron bar in my shorts was proof positive. Sam had gone so far as to unbutton her blouse and mash my face into her bra-clad cleavage while she dry-humped herself on my erection. She got close to getting herself off while doing so, too. But when I'd replied in the negative when she asked if I was saving my virginity for her, she'd looked a little disappointed, stopped grinding, and got off my lap.

Mari's kisses and lush tits had maintained the erection while the lovely Latina similarly rode my cock like a rail, although she didn't linger as long. And now Belle, my sweet little Annabelle, was moaning in my lap while grinding her clit against my bone.

Her spoken fantasies about me filled my head, but I did my best to ignore them. Belle hadn't attempted to kiss me yet, too focused on dry-humping my dick through my shorts. So I took matters into my own hands, cradling her head gently and bending down to place a tender peck on her forehead. "I'll always love you, B, like the little sister I never had," I said gently. "But I'm not in love with you. And I'm not saving my virginity for you."

Belle looked up at me in surprise.

I gave her a tight smile and started to lift her out of my lap.

"Hey, wait! We didn't even kiss!" she complained, visibly aroused.

"And we're not going to," I stated evenly, placing her light body back on her feet on the floor beside me. Bracing my hands on the armrests, I pushed myself up to a standing position and turned to face all the girls. "Now that that's out of the way, can we PLEASE let everything go back to normal? I love you all, but I'm not in love with any of you. How and when I lose my virginity should be up to ME, not just set up when Sam decides to throw a hot girl my way, alright? I really, really just want my friends back. Capisce?"

The girls all looked at each other for a moment. Sam muttered defensively, "I didn't throw Holly at you. She asked permission and we said it would be okay with us. Even though we all went through the exercise of agreeing you're not our boyfriend and we're not going to get jealous, girls don't know that, and they're gonna keep asking us if it's okay. Do you want us to NOT give permission the next time a girl asks if she's allowed to fuck you?"

"I'm sorry, that came out wrong." I sighed. "Of course I want you to give her permission. I mean, in an ideal world, girls wouldn't feel the need to ask your permission in the first place, but I get that my membership in the BTC presents unique challenges to my dating life."

"You mean lack of dating life," Zofi remarked. "If you want to really convince us you're not saving your virginity for one of us, go on a date for the first time in a year."

"Is that what you really want?"

"Yes!" Zofi exclaimed while Naimh simultaneously said "No!"

Everyone turned to look at Naimh, who blushed pink and exclaimed, "What? I rather like having Matty all to ourselves. Do you all really WANT him to find a girlfriend, commit to her, and start spending all his time with her instead of us? You wanna have some girlfriend start bitching at you when you get the urge to sit in his lap and grind yourself?"

"No, of course not," Sam said. "But in all fairness, we all know Matty would never stop one of us from meeting a boy and going out on a date."

"It doesn't matter," I interrupted. "It's a moot point, because I'd never do that to you. I love you all and I love being part of the club more than anything else in the world. I would never risk losing you girls by dating someone else."

Belle frowned. "So you ARE saving yourself for us."

I hedged, "It's not that I'm expecting one of you to take my virginity. Truly, I'm not. I'm just saying I know that if I'd actually banged Holly, it would have affected my relationships with all of you."

Sam shook her head. "Didn't we all agree we'd be fine with it? Or do I actually need notarized affidavits?"

"No, no." I laughed but then took on a serious look. "Thing is, I've been watching all of you for years now. I've seen you get crushes on boys and listened to you complain about what they do or don't do, and the fact is you all say stuff doesn't bother you when it actually does. Notarized affidavits or not, my sleeping with Holly would have bothered a lot of you."

"It wouldn't have bothered me," Zofi stated matter-of-factly. "You're our friend, not our boyfriend. Although I do admit the idea of you being my boyfriend would be nice. It would certainly get my Mom off my back about my lack of dating life."

"I don't mind if you tell your Mom I'm your boyfriend." I shrugged and looked at the others. "But before the rest of you start trying to reaffirm me sleeping with Holly wouldn't have bothered you, don't... uh... well, don't bother. I know you better." I gave Alice and Mari in particular serious looks.

It was looking at those two that actually put the next realization into my head, and I explained, "Right now, all the teasing is fun and games because most of us are virgins. It's a level playing field. We're all messing around and feel safe doing what we're doing because we haven't crossed that line yet, or at the very least, -I- haven't crossed that line. But if I had nailed Holly, you'd wonder just a little if I was going to start losing control and want to nail you too."

"You already want to nail us," Naimh commented.

"True," I admitted. "And the feeling's mutual. But I'm not going to lose my virginity in some rushed encounter taking advantage of one of my friends and ruin the whole BTC."

Sam chimed in, "You're disproving your own statement that you'd lose control and want to nail us just because you weren't a virgin anymore."

"It's not about him losing control," Alice put in. "It's about us losing control, or me, at least. Matty is my safe guy friend. I know we're both virgins, and I know I can mess around with him without worrying whether or not we'll stop ourselves from doing anything serious. On the other hand, if he'd fucked Holly, I would have felt pressure to... well... let him do stuff to me too... just to keep his attention. I mean, why would he waste time letting me rub his package on the couch when he could find some other girl willing to let him pork her?"

"Me, too," said Mari. "That sort of thing has already been happening for years. It's peer pressure, not from him but from the rest of you. You guys started making out with him with plenty of tongue, so I figured I'd have to just to keep up. You all started talking about what his boner felt like through his shorts, so of course I had to try it for myself. Sam and Neevie started flashing him their tits over the summer, and set up that whole six-girl titty lineup that one time, so I felt like I had to go along."

Sam made a face. "Okay, I get where you guys are going with this. I know I said I personally wouldn't be bothered if he'd slept with Holly, but I can understand feeling pressure to put out for him to ensure he liked me as much as her. I'm not a virgin and it feels like it wouldn't be such a big stretch for me to bang him just to feel like I'm his favorite."

Zofi elbowed her best-friend. "You're such an attention-whore."

I looked across everyone. "So there you have it. I can't lose my virginity yet."

Belle stamped her foot. "But it's not FAIR. Not to Matty. All six of us are allowed to have sex but he's not? If you ask me, maybe it's finally time we let one of US fuck him."

"I call dibs!" Naimh squealed immediately, thrusting her hand up into the air.

"NO," Sam stated emphatically. "The Rule is The Rule."

"Then you're asking him to remain a virgin just because we say so," Mari spoke up quietly. "Belle's right: that's not fair to Matty. He's not our boyfriend and we have no right to demand his chastity for the sake of the club."