This is the story of how I have sex with my crush. My name is Bailey (I am male!). I 5’5 with a decent build. I have the same looks as my mother, with ear length black hair and blue eyes. And I’m bisexual and in high school.
Adam is a 5’9 male with a nice , sexy body. His hair is sandy blonde, and has beautiful green eyes. He’s the jock of the school, and is obviously straight. But that will all change.
It was mid December, a week before school let out. I was behind Adam, using my eyes to fantasize what his body would look like. His beautiful eyes looking around, his hair all messy, and oh! His smooth voice that would turn me on! I was too busy day dreaming about Adam to hear the teacher and what she said. “Sorry what was that?” I asked. The class laughed, and the teacher asked again. “Can you please read your poem?” She asked. I gulped and got nervous. I looked around and saw Adam looking at me, and smiling at me. I looked at him and slowly stood up. “The trees sing as I walk, With every step and sound, Each time we talk, My heart continues to pound. The earth shakes beneath my feet, As your eyes look at me, And your smile is sweet, As your eyes look at me and see, How much I wish you were mine…” I read and looked down. The whole room is silent, and then someone starts clapping.