Teen Male/Teen Female

Zoë left at noon for her trip. She had apparently already packed and was ready, but her parents were under the belief that she wanted to stay the night with a friend before they left. So they had happily consented. She left with a long hug and a longer kiss, disappearing down the street in her vehicle. He thought of the agreement they had made, the deal to make their dating official when she got back. The words she had whispered to him before she had left made him shake his head, wonder just what he had gotten into with her...

If you had told me 3 months ago that I would be over at my best friend’s house, lying naked in bed with her after a full night of sex, I probably would have punched you in the face and made sure you never had a straight nose again. And yet, that’s where I found myself about a week ago, holding her hot body in my arms as she slowly drifted off the sleep, our bodies entwined. But, I’m getting ahead of myself. It all started about 2 weeks ago. My friend Tara and I were babysitting, a normal activity for...

NATASHA’S FIRST TIME What a Christmas this was going to be! Emily was coming home for the holidays and I would have to put up with her constant nagging at me. She would be on my case about two things, 1) I wasn’t a Vegan, and 2) I was a virgin and a senior in high school, which in Emily’s mind was akin to utter and complete irony. No girl as pretty as I could possibly be a virgin unless she was seriously messed up. And of course, Emily thought I was seriously messed up. First, I attended church every Sunday...

The Beach Trip I’ve never thought of myself as much of a looker. I wouldn’t say that I’m ugly, but I never thought girls talked about me and I wasn’t really sought after. I was more of the gal pal. I was always hanging out with girls, but I didn’t think that any of them were interested in me. I’m 15, about 5’11”, 150 pounds, and nothing really special. Brown eyes, brown hair, almost entirely average. I was pretty fit, due to my playing soccer, and very successful in school. I’d gone all the way to the ninth grade without a...

I'll write more if you like it. Email me with comments/suggestions: [email protected] Jake Greenman sits in his music theory class, bored out of his mind and fiddling with a guitar to try and offset the anxious diffusion of young hormones throughout his toned, warm body. His brown hair, straight and thin in complexion, brushes lightly over his forehead and swoops back across his scalp, and he has to flip it back periodically. His guitar playing is a bit sporadic, his smooth, white fingers caress the fingerboard and glide superciliously up and down the sub-par guitar. He is around 5’8”, or so...