My Hot Boyfriend Is a Virgin
It was my first time and I expected him to take control of the situation
My time in high school is a joke book. I did a lot of crazy things between the ages of 15 and 18, I left the house at night without my parents noticing, I gossiped with my friends until late at night, and we talked bad about people we didn’t like — We were real created snakes, but we were also nice girls. It was at this time that I also had my first high school boyfriend.
I met him while I was part of the school team leaders. I didn’t have such a relevant role as part of the group, but I had contact with the entire team he played with — And it was from these meetings between his team and our team of cheerleaders that we ended up becoming friends.
He was a tall boy, 176cm tall, with brown eyes like bronze, and dark black hair that was a little wavy — To me, he looked like he had come out of a fairy tale. It was beautiful.
And before we even became friends, I already had feelings for him. It wasn’t love or passion, it was something like: “Wow, what a cool and handsome boy. He would make a great boyfriend to show off.”But after we became friends, I realized that he was more than just a trophy to show off, he was a cool guy. It was then that I truly fell in love with him, and from that moment on I started to invest more in helping him understand my feelings.
As he was an athlete boy, charming and smelling good, he naturally had several friends by his side, and to my anger, several girls were flirting with him, which made me upset, after all, I had noticed that I liked him too.
But I didn’t let it be cheap, I took advantage of the fact that we were friends, and whenever a girl tried to show up for him, I stuck to their arm and made them feel jealous, lol. I was very mischievous about certain subjects, but I was also a sweet girl and fun with the people around me.
I think that after some time of giving him signals to notice my feelings after we started talking frequently (whether on the phone or even at school) after we lined up our meaningless and idiotic conversations — I think that after all, That’s why he finally started to feel something for me.
It was then that we finally had our first, second, and third dates until finally, at the door of the house, he asked me to be his girlfriend (of course I accepted immediately) and even asked for my parents’ permission so that I could go out with him, now as a girlfriend. My parents loved him. And from that day on we were a couple.
After dating him for a while, my friends started asking questions, like, for example, if we had already done “that”. I was the last virgin in the group, imagine the pressure and embarrassment. I said yes, but I was lying, lol.
In fact, I was afraid. It has always been taboo to talk about this type of subject and this created a terrible image about the topic in my head. I also felt bad for my boyfriend, because I figured he had already done this to other girls and I was just “delaying” his side. But that wasn’t true — By the way, he didn’t even bother pestering me to do that (I understood why later).
The fact is that I could be a naughty girl, but I had the idea in my head that I would only give my virginity to whoever I really loved when I was ready for it. And he was chosen to fulfill this task. But to be honest, I took this action based on the pressure of being the last virgin in the group rather than actually being prepared for it.
That said, I called him on a day when my parents weren’t home and invited him to come see me. I had made the decision, but I was still scared. I thought to myself: “Everything will be fine, he has experience with this and everything will be fine.” The problem is that the boy didn’t even know why he was going home, lol.
When he arrived, I was all shy and scared. He didn’t quite understand the situation. We talked for a while and I decided to call him to my room. My heart was already jumping in my mouth at that time — We sat on the bed and started looking at some photo albums that I had kept in the drawer next to the bed until I attacked him with kisses.
Well, he must have liked it, after all, he continued with the delicate kisses. So I suggested: “Shall we try?” The boy turned red like a tomato — After I said that he stopped, stopped kissing, couldn’t look me in the eyes, started rubbing his hands, etc. There I saw that it wasn’t just me who was nervous.
It was then that after a few seconds, maybe a minute or so, he broke the silence and said something like: “I’ve never done this before.” Wow, now I was the one who was blushing. Does that mean I wasn’t behind my friends? Didn’t I need to force myself to go further? That took a weight off my shoulders. After all, after he said that I understood that I wasn’t the only virgin there and that we both had our concerns.
But of course, after he said those words, I was the one who was completely embarrassed by my attitude. I didn’t know where I was hiding my face, and he was also very embarrassed by the situation — I was facing one way and he was facing the other, it was all very embarrassing, but then he smiled.
It was as if the atmosphere that had been dense had become as light as air. He smiled and started talking to me, I told him that I thought he had already done this at least two or three times since he had so many friends. He simply laughed and said that he was too shy for this kind of thing, and if he was going to do it, it would be with someone he really loved and said that he was also waiting for the right moment, that he didn’t feel confident.
As you can imagine, nothing happened between us that day. But in a relieving way, I liked how it all ended. I didn’t want to go any further, I was still scared about a lot of things, and luckily for me or fate, he also didn’t want to do anything other than talk to me that night. We dated for a long time, almost 3 years. In fact, it was with him that I also had my first time.
Observation: I was so naughty that that day I left my 8-year-old brother with the neighbor claiming that I had to study for a difficult test and that she couldn’t take care of him for a few hours so that I could concentrate on my studies. But actually, this time I asked for was so I could meet the boy at my house, lol. I was grounded for a week after that.
Well, that was an important experience for me. I finally understood that I didn’t need to be in a hurry to make things happen and that I didn’t need to base my actions on other people’s lives — It was truly a learning experience. It was worth all that adrenaline.
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