Where to begin…

Under the intense pressures of teen life, one must wounder how to survive. For the most part, I keep to myself. My name is Andrew and I just finished freshman year of Highschool. I turn fifteen in a matter of two months. Yay! I have a few friends but I mainly just keep to myself and play video games. Oh, and think about girls; girls, what else? I guess the only action i get is my trusty left hand, woohoo. I always wondered what sex would be like. A lot of what I’ve seen through porn, although the smart guy I am knows its not exactly like that. Its not like my looks are the reason I’m single. I have played soccer since I was eight. I have a normal toned athletes body and a six inch member. Jet black hair and brown eyes. Also my skin was of a sandy complexion. I suppose it was my shy demeanor that turned girls away from me, huh.

“Hi Andy!” I heard in the distance, lost in thought.

“Andy?” She said as she slapped me.

“Stop your daydreaming!” She said as she slapped me dead across the face. Finally, I was back to earth and I looked at her. It was none other than my best friend, Brooke.

“Ugh, that hurt,” I grunted while rubbing my cheek, “don’t you have somewhere to be other then my house?” Truthfully I was glad she was here, but I wasn’t about to let her know that.

“Why do you say that Andy? I don’t bite,” She grinned heavily. I playfully slapped her on the arm and finally said as I gave her a warm embrace, “So… What brings you here, B?”

–Truth is I dreamed of her all the time and this embrace was having its physical effects on me. Her brunette hair, tan skin, black eyes, supple legs, heart shaped ass, toned belly, all being accentuated by her tight tang top and short shorts for summer, and all being pressed against me… Not to mention her C-cup breasts.

She flashed a smirk as she rubbed her knee against my crotch and said, “Just wanted to see whats…. up,” Her lips smacked. Immediately I knew I was busted and a flash of red entered my face as I decided to save the situation.

“Let us watch a movie!” I finally muttered out of my mouth, unable to break a smile, causing my cheeks to become slightly sore.

I popped in Inception, a long movie to give me more time to be close to Brooke, or what I tell her, that I simply love the movie. I gathered drinks, popcorn, and a blanket as we sat on the couch with the popcorn bowl on my lap to cover my erection. We did what we normally do, which is Brooke leaning against me with her head on my shoulder, her hair gently draped over my neck and chest, while I hold my arm around her shoulder. I honestly couldn’t, nor tried to, pay attention to the movie. To my pleasant surprise, she grabbed my hand and interlocked her fingers with mine, I’d have to say her soft hand wrapped onto mine was a great feeling. I had a mental battle with myself weather or not to try anything. I’ve never even had my first kiss, because I was too shy, and I always liked Brooke, but never had the courage to ask her out.
As I sat there in thought, I looked at her then I lost the mental battle; I held back her head and leaned into her lips to kiss her.