We were freshmen in high school, and Brandon asked me to the homecoming dance. We had known each other through grade school and had always been friends, but it was weird to be his date. We called it “just friends,” but I know it was a lot more than that.
Well, we went to the dance, and afterward we walked back to my house. My parents and siblings weren’t home, so I went to my bedroom while he used the bathroom. When he came in, he sat down next to me, really close, and kissed me. I was shocked! I looked back at him, and he told me that he liked me, and wanted to do me. I thought about it, and I was curious to have sex also, so I agreed to it.
We hopped into my bed and pulled up the covers. We looked at each other, and he said “I guess we better undress.” So we both, without leaving the covers, slid our clothes off and tossed them off the bed. We looked back at each other. Brandon gradually shifted the blanket so that instead of forming a pouch over each of us, it just formed one big pocket, and he scooted closer to me so that our bare hips touched.
Brandon climbed on top of me, and both being shy, we hid our bodies and he didn’t let his penis touch me, he just stood on all fours above me but with his chest down touching mine so we couldn’t see the rest of our bodies. It was super awkward, but at the same time fun.
Brandon slowly let his penis touch my vulva, and tried twicke to fine my vagina before getting it in. He pushed down slowly and gently, but I had broken my hymen dancing, so it didn’t hurt at all. Suddenly I had six inches of rock hard penis in me, and I looked into Brandon’s eyes and then kissed his cheek. He started to kiss my lips, but then stopped as he started thrusting in and out.
All too soon I felt warm cum in my vagina, and Brandon slid off of me and layed back next to me. We were both breathing heavily, and couldn’t look each other in the eye, since our friendship had now become super awkward.
Brandon and I didn’t speak again until I told him I was pregnant a month later. It just got even more awkward. We never had sex again, and our freindship fell to pieces. We were still friends, but never as good as before.
Sex may be fun, but I wish I had waited until I was married, since Brandon and I might have moved down that path had we not had sex. People make it look like sex is fun and without implication, but really it can hurt you, and you can end up pushing a baby out just to give it up nine months later. That is my story, and I hope any virgin reading this can realize that sex isn’t as great as some of the other stories on this site seem to suggest.
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