Kent came back a few minutes later on his hands and knees and crawled with a snicker towards me, whispering, "Elly.. shh.." a little chuckle came out of him. "Let's go troll people in a chat!"

I pulled my arm away when I heard my name and laughed at him, still laying down, "Trolling? How old are we? Fifteen?” I rolled onto my side. "How about we go watch big boob porn instead?"

There was a shrug of his shoulders. "Okay,” he said and started crawling towards the stairs that led up to his old room. Kent got to the stairs and used the handrail to pull himself up. I followed behind him, giggling at his physical impairment.

Kent made it up the stairs and when we had to go past, his mom’s room, even though she wasn't there, he still put his finger up to his lips. "Shh…" He smiled and opened his door and went in. After I came in he shut the door. "Go start the computer up. I'm going to set the mood!" He chuckled to himself as I shook my head. Kent had turned the little lamp on when he'd come in, but now he went over and started lighting candles, very carefully around his room.

I headed for the computer. I turned it on and then turned around to watch him. I found myself biting my lower lip, hoping he wasn't going to burn down the house by accident.

Once the candles were lit, he swayed a little as he went and turned the lamp off. He moved over to the edge of his bed and took a seat. "You're in charge of the porn!"

"Ok...not sure you really want to do that but..." I turned around and moved my chair over so he could see the screen too from his position on the bed. I opened the browser history to see what was there, just like old times. I had to go way back in the browser history to find anything. What I found was not big boob porn but girls with average assets. Pretty girls that looked more normal than fake.

"What the hell, Kent? Where are the big boobs?”

"People grow out of stuff, Elly." He laughed.

I laughed. "You're gonna grow out of your pants in a few minutes."

"Whatever!" He shook his head and scratched his hand through his hair.

I clicked and typed and clicked again and finally there was a little movie on the screen. It was a cheerleader and a football player having sex. And just like every porn it started with the girl bobbing on the guy's dick.

Kent sat there on the edge of the bed and watched the screen of the monitor. His cheeks weren't blushing.

I glanced between him and the screen and closed the movie when I didn't see his blush. "Hmm… not working."

Kent raised his eyebrow at me and looked a little curious. "What's not working?"