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Kinda-Sorta-Maybe Nerd-Boy

HIGH SCHOOL FRESHMAN YEAR

Dude reality bites.

The utopian world of my imagination was soooo much better than this. In my imagination everything made a logical mathematical kind of sense. I envisioned a human race where the fact that I was a foot shorter than most of the boys at school was not an insurmountable obstacle. In my universe intelligence was rewarded with respect from one s peers not free trips to the bottom of the nearest trash can courteousy of the local football jock. I swear I still had someone s old yogurt in my hair.

It was only the first day of school and two trash cans later I had decided to commit seppuku or some other archaic form of suicide as soon as I got home. My backpack must have weighed more than I did and I could feel my spine bending out of shape already. I would look like Quasimodo by the end of the school term.

I missed my old school already. I had always lived nearby to the local public schools but my parents had put me through a private school during my formative years. It was only now in High School that my dad had seen fit to move me to a public school. It would build character and give me a chance to develop my social skills he had said.

He never told me exactly HOW I would develop social skills however. I had a bowl-haircut because my mom thought it a waste of money to take me to a hairdresser when she could do the job herself. My glasses were big fat and hideous. I wasn t an ugly kid by any means. But given a start like that I might as well actually BE as disfigured as Quasimodo too.

I sat on a bench by the parking lot my feet swinging in the air as they did not quite reach the ground. I waited for my carpool classmates and my mom s minivan to arrive my hyperactive mind already finding new things to occupy itself. Plotting out the most minute detail in my head I believed that I had found the proper technique for killing myself. But that s when she walked by.

Glittering bright blue eyes. Silky shimmering dark hair. Elfin dainty face. Perfect smile filled with rows of pearly-white teeth. I d like to say that these were the first things I noticed about her but they weren t.

To be certain she possessed all of these amazing attributes but my eyes had glued onto her FABULOUS breasts.

I wasn t familiar enough with girls to determine cup size but they seemed pretty damn big on her petite frame. She wore some tight quarter-sleeved top with a scooped neck to show off those round perky globes of heaven that gave every male within a hundred yards an instant woody. And as my vision expanded to the people she was with I nearly passed out from sensory overload. She was walking with a group of upperclassmen cheerleaders decked out from head to toe in perky school colors. Well head to ass I guess since their skirts really didn t go down very far.

My mouth dropped open thoughts of suicide quickly vanishing from my mind as I realized my purpose in life. How could I even think of leaving this world when such heavenly creatures attended my school?

Oh did I mention that my previous private school had been all-male?

Hey Jason! Wake up!

Crap. Was this nothing but a dream? Oh but to stay asleep forever and dream such wonderful dreams to have this angel with me for all eternity.

Dude you re gonna drool all over yourself.

Huh? I turned my head tearing myself away from the vision before me. My best friend Marcus was waving his hands in front of my eyes snapping his fingers to get me to come around.

Man one would think you d never seen a girl before.

I looked back at her departing form her skintight jeans hugging her every curve as she sashayed down the sidewalk oblivious to my very existence. That s no girl. She s all woman.

Marcus gaze followed my own. That s Amanda. She was in a couple of my classes the last few years but man did she grow up over the summer. His eyes gazing appreciatively at the females he clapped me on the shoulder and said Welcome to public school.

***

The rest of my freshman year passed by relatively smoothly. Over time the school bullies found new prey to pick on although Todd Beckman did saran-wrap me to the flagpole in January.

As we all began to get involved in after school activities the carpool was pushed back until 4PM every day. I was part of Math and Chess clubs half the days of the week. The other days I found myself gravitating to the basketball courts where most of the other students played pick-up games. I was a late bloomer and thus a tad underdeveloped (I was vertically-challenged) so I never got to play. But watching the games was more exciting than sitting around doing nothing. I usually had my homework finished in fifteen minutes so I otherwise had almost two hours of time to kill.

Marcus on the other hand was in the exact same clubs as I was but had hit his growth spurt a bit early for his age. He was as tall as many of the seniors in the school albeit a skinny and gangly kind of tall. But his height had led to his inclusion in the basketball games where he proved he at least had some minimal coordination. His full name was Marcus Yao and he was Chinese the tallest Chinese the upperclassmen knew. They all just called him Yao since it was more fun to say than Marcus and they kidded around that someday he d be a big NBA star.

The third and final member of our carpool was my next-door neighbor Kendra. Her dad was an immigrant Japanese businessman who found the stereotypically perfect woman to marry a six-foot tall white woman with beach blonde hair. Kendra had inherited her mom s athleticism and was always in the pick-up basketball games as well. She even played on the girls Junior Varsity team. As it was she was a total tomboy spurning makeup like it was a deadly toxin and dressing in loosely-fitting athletic apparel to hide her figure.

At 3:55 I would be the first one to our carpool location. At 3:59 I would open the doors and wait for the two basketball junkies to get loaded in before I jumped in. My mom taught me to be courteous and chivalrous although Kendra resented me doing anything special for her because she was a girl.

Marcus had been my best friend since before time playing video games and card games and watching Star Trek reruns. Kendra I had been acquainted with but since I was a kid who never went outside (except to go to school) I never got to know her before. But on our repeated journeys to and from school with nothing to do Marcus and I found Kendra s inner nerd and we began to develop a comfortable friendship.

***

By sophomore year the three of us were firmly entrenched in the Nerd cliques. Kendra wasn t completely out of place we had several female friends who similarly despised anything considered too girly. By this year I had finally grown up and had also joined the after-school basketball kids and found that our little trio had become orbitals around the two social groups. On half of the days we went to Math club and Chess club and did generally nerdy things. The other half we played ball and I was developing a solid 3-point jumper. We were freely accepted in both groups while not being part of the inner circle of either clique.

Maybe this is what my dad meant when he spoke of learning to socialize. I had considered myself forever destined to be a nerd but I started to believe that I was a decent social creature. Compared the rest of the nerd group our trio was pretty popular.

Of course this little ego-balloon was about to be crushed. I was about to find out just how much farther I had to go to be popular. My life completely changed second semester. It was biology class and the teacher assigned us lab partners. When I walked up to the posting outside his office and saw the assignments my jaw dropped to the floor. My lab partner was Amanda.

To be sure I knew perfectly well that she was in the class. A girl like that was impossible not to notice. But I never expected to have any actual face-to- face contact with her. Then I smelled a sweet floral perfume next to me and felt an accidental bump to my side as someone jostled for position to see the assignment sheet in front of us.

Now in my defense the natural position for my head is always slightly tilted downwards. I never really stand up straight partly because I want to watch the ground where I m going and partly because I don t have the self-confidence to walk upright. So when I turned around the first thing my eyes latched onto was Amanda s perfect cleavage a few inches away from me.

She reached her hand out and placed a finger under my jaw lifting up to click my gaping mouth shut and then pushing higher to get my eyes to meet hers. Dropping her hand she just smiled at me and asked You re Jason right? I guess we re going to be partners!

She suggested that we either meet at my place or at school after class for homework purposes explaining that her home wasn t suitable for studying. The last thing I wanted to do was show my complete model collection of every Starship Enterprise to the prettiest girl in school so I readily agreed to meet after classes. Things luckily worked around my clubs schedules. I would have to miss a basketball game here and there but I couldn t think of a better (or more frightening) way to spend those afternoons than with her.

Amanda turned out to be a very smart girl but she wasn t above letting me do all the work. But you know I didn t mind being used. I just enjoyed every minute I had in her presence. She was a natural conversationalist and flirt with the innate ability to make me feel like I was an important person to her. Senior jocks would pass by when we were studying at the library trying to hit on her right and left. Amanda just blew them off getting a little angry at them for interrupting our study time and calling them stupid Neanderthals . She was too good to end up with a brainless gorilla she deserved a man of intelligence. I half-believed that she shooed them away so she could be alone with me.

Whenever we passed in the hallways she would always smile and say hello to me. My heart fluttered every time she did that to the point where I memorized her class schedule so I could be strategically placed outside her classroom door so we would bump into one another. Yeah it s a little creepy but I was a kid with a hopeless crush.

Marcus and Kendra continually teased me about her asking when the wedding was going to be and trying to find out how many kids I wanted to have. I told them to screw off and would always challenge them with some video game to get them to stop bugging me about her.

***

By junior year I had grown another inch and started up a job on the weekends. The first things I did with my earnings were getting a new haircut and buying a set of contacts. Meanwhile I had always been blessed with a good metabolism and after Kendra s mom bought a set of weightlifting equipment our trio messed around lifting often enough that my body at least took on a decent level of definition. I was no Adonis mind you but at least I was light years beyond Quasimodo.

I would still bump into Amanda here and there as we had two classes together this year. She complimented me on my new appearance and even started to give me tips on updating my wardrobe. I would overhear her friends commenting about me and saying that I was kind of a nerd but my heart leaped as she always defended me saying that I was really sweet.

Meanwhile my two best friends were also starting to grow up a bit. Marcus got his license and his parents bought him a beat-up sedan. Kendra s and my parents paid his gas so that Marcus could continue our carpool. Kendra had even started to wear a bit of makeup and every so often would swoon over Brad Pitt and Will Smith while Marcus and I would counter by drooling over Denise Richards and Jennifer Love Hewitt. And as much as I hated to admit it Kendra was growing a pair of breasts. Always kind of weird to think of one of your best friends in that way.

The three of us also found ourselves growing apart from our nerd clique as we got involved in more social activities in school. In a way I felt like we were still nerds in a sense but we all shared an unspoken ambition to not be nerds anymore. The lure of popularity had hit us through basketball non-nerd friends and the sexual attraction to the opposite sex. It was the thing every High School kid desired above all else even if we tried to deny it.

We were hanging out with a cooler crowd this year although not quite at the lofty level of the football jocks and the cheerleaders but several steps up from the nerds and the stoners. Amanda even talked to me more often this year albeit usually to get some help for homework or to prep for the upcoming exam.

In April we had our Junior Prom. One day I summoned up all of my courage and approached Amanda outside her classroom. Hey Amanda.

Hi Jason! How are you?

I m great. I m great. Uh I was wondering uh. You know the Junior Prom is coming up and uh well I was thinking that uh if you re not already going with anyone then uh well I mean if you need a date then uh…

She shushed me with a finger to my lips. She grinned and then tapped the tip of her finger on my nose. You re cute.

And with a radiant smile she was gone.

***

By senior year Marcus Kendra and I had bumped ourselves up to higher levels of popularity in the school. Marcus and I kept working out until we had trim athletic bodies. A part of me missed spending that time on Star Trek and video games but this all-encompassing drive to be popular weighed on us heavily. Kendra had made the Varsity team in both basketball and volleyball and was something of a school celebrity when she made the game winning shot against our cross-town rival. But the big event that kicked us in the direction of popularity came towards the end of first semester. I was eating lunch with Marcus and Kendra when Amanda came up to me her perfect teeth dazzling as she smiled at me.

Hi Jason! Hey guys! How are you doing?

We chit-chatted aimlessly. I could tell the three of us were practicing the art of the small talk while simultaneously working to avoid sticking our foot in our collective mouths. After an appropriate small talk period Amanda explained that one of the jock s parents was out of town for the whole weekend and he was throwing a party. All of us were invited actually. I agreed without looking to my friends for confirmation anxious for any chance to be near this girl.

The night of the party came and the three of us immediately felt out of place. So much for having graduated beyond nerd-dom. Compared to the reveling teenagers we were amateurs among the socialites. Our insecurities and self- consciousness threatened to overwhelm us into muteness.

Well nothing a little alcohol couldn t cure.

Three shots of tequila later Marcus was an animal diving into the backyard pool with all of his clothes on quickly followed by six other drunken kids. Kendra got quickly plastered and was dancing in the living room with the rest of the crowd. She was more girly and more sexual than I had ever seen her before her hips grinding erotically to the music as she freaked with the very type of dumb gorilla she usually despised.

I got plastered myself and while dancing a few feet away from Kendra I felt like I was seeing her for the first time. Her hair had come loose of its usual ponytail cascading in a silky wave to frame what I had never realized was a very pretty face. Time and her mom s genes had been kind to her and her budding breasts were doing a very good job of filling out her bra. Add that on top of her athletically toned body from her basketball and volleyball workouts and I was beginning to realize that Kendra was a beautiful girl.

She smiled at me and smiling back I began to shake my body over towards her. I felt a compliment at the tip of my tongue for her and for a moment she was the only girl in my universe.

And then my nostrils flared as I scented an all too familiar perfume and then Amanda was in front of me sliding a fresh plastic cup of beer into my hand while downing one of her own.

She hiccupped and grinning at me shouted a little too loud. Glad you could come!

I just smiled back at her and then made a move to take a swig from my drink.

Apparently forgetting that she had just given it to me she stopped my hand and pulled my drink away setting it on a table against the wall. Drink later. Dance now!

I was only too happy to oblige. Amanda wore a paper-thin silk camisole that did nothing to contain her bounteous bosom which bounced and jiggled with her every movement. Her hair was held up to show off a graceful neck and dangling silver earrings with black miniskirt and high heels to complete the perfect picture. Her eyes bored into mine as we danced together and when the music changed to something with a slow solid bass beat she moved in close until her whole body was rubbing against mine.

Her hand was on my chest her eyes losing focus every now and again while she stared into my face. Her hips ground against mine the erotic dance filling my mind with images of what it would be like to have sex with this goddess. My hand had wandered below her waist and had settled onto a firm ass-cheek. She made no attempt to remove my hand but only ground herself into me further her eyes lifting up to capture mine once again.

When the song ended Amanda complained that her head hurt and she wanted to take a break. I released her but when she turned to move off the dance floor she took my hand in hers and tugged me after her. Without resistance I followed wherever she led me.

We went up the stairs and Amanda muttered that she wanted to lie down. Her movements were anything but fluid by now and she seemed to have trouble maintaining her balance. I did my best to support her and every few steps she would collapse against my chest her arms around my neck. She popped open one of the bedrooms but I quickly shut the door and backed us out into the hallway once I realized it was already occupied.

Now I d seen a porn video a time or two with Marcus and Kendra when our parents were out. But I d never seen a sex act live with my own eyes. A senior cheerleader I recognized was flat on her back getting her pussy drilled by a jock s fat dick and I felt a flash of arousal stirring past the alcohol in my system. But then I managed to get the door closed and fought to get my heartbeat under control.

At the next bedroom I knocked first and when no answer came I cracked the door open and sighed in relief that it was unoccupied. I lifted Amanda into my arms and then gently lay her down onto the bed. I sat next to her a tender gaze across this angel half-asleep next to me.

For a moment my mind flashed back to the erotic dancing we had been doing just a few minutes earlier and to the… fucking… I had witness moments ago. My sight returned to Amanda lying flat on her back with her legs spread wide and I felt the blood rushing out of my head and into another appendage as my hyperactive imagination ran wild.

I felt the caress of a hand in my crotch and I looked down to see Amanda s eyes closed with a contented smile at what she found between my legs.

Now I knew I was letting my imagination run a little too wild and I shook my head to clear the cobwebs of alcohol and fantasy from my head. Only in my wildest dreams.

But when her hand dipped underneath my cargo pants and I felt a cool hand wrapping around my shaft my eyes bugged out with the realization that this was no dream.
My my. You ve been hiding a monster inside of here all these years! Amanda s eyes were wide open now if a little bleary and she unzipped me to give her hand freer access to my rock-hard shaft. With her other hand she pushed me down until I was lying next to her on the bed then she sat up and straddled me her hand still down and firmly pumping my rod.

She leaned down and kissed me and all that was left of logical and rational thought left my mind. If this was only a fantasy then I was going to dive in and enjoy it. Her tongue trailed out along my lips before darting back in to dance with my own. I had nothing to compare it to but Amanda was a great kisser.

My arms automatically encircled her rubbing and caressing her back. I slipped one hand beneath the back of her camisole stroking her spine. She moaned into my mouth before sitting upright whipping off her top and then unsnapping her bra.

Those fabulous orbs I had only ever dreamed of spilled out to my hungry gaze firm and skin tight as drums stretched across perfectly shaped melons ripe with mingled perfume and sweat. Her dainty nipples were turgidly poking out at me calling me to them. And she leaned down to feed her tits to me gasping little sighs of pleasure as I instinctively began to suckle. This was heaven.

And it of course had to end. I could feel my dick starting to spasm and I would lose all control in another minute. My body tensed as it prepared to spew my load all over her hand and my stomach but then the door burst open and a red- headed cheerleader poked her head in. Her gaze swept across Amanda first but then her smile vanished when she saw me.

Amanda dismounted me onto the bed embarrassed for the moment and hiding her tits from the football jock now peering through the open doorway. The red-head looked down to my twitching member and whistled her appreciation. Now I know why you like him so much.

Then the red-head pulled the door tightly closed and we were alone once again. Amanda just giggled and gave me a sorry about that look. The moment was gone the magic broken. She reached over to pull her clothes back on. I ogled her very obviously until heaven was removed from my view and I stuffed my painfully hard meat back into my pants.

If nothing else the events of the past half hour had sobered us both up a bit and Amanda declared that we needed new drinks.

***

After a few minutes Amanda left to chat up some other friends and I went to find Marcus and Kendra. Marcus had driven to the party but he was in no condition to drive us back. Neither was Kendra for that matter. I gave myself another half an hour to make sure I was clear headed and then loaded my friends into Marcus s car to get us home. I dropped off Marcus explaining he could pick up his car tomorrow. He staggered into his house carrying his wet shirt with a borrowed towel wrapped around his upper body.

Kendra was a slightly more complicated problem. She was so far gone she was practically unconscious. I parked the car on the street outside our houses but she had neither the strength nor the awareness to stand up on her own. So I settled for scooping her up into my arms and carrying her up to her house. With her arms about my neck she pillowed her head on my shoulder mumbling against my neck which was simultaneously tickling and a little pleasurable.

I had to fish her keys out of her pockets and for a moment felt a little weird with my hand caressing her hips albeit with honest intentions. As quietly as I could so as not to wake her parents I carried Kendra upstairs to her bedroom.

She seemed to wake up a bit when she realized she was home and I laid her out across the bed. Exhausted from dancing all night she merely slid herself underneath the covers without changing then thought better of it and after a bit of squirming around under the comforter dropped her skirt out onto the floor.

I knelt down on the floor next to her bed absently reaching out to draw her hair away from her eyes and then stroked her cheek. Did you have a good time tonight?

Yeah… she breathed out. Thanks for getting me home in one piece.

Anytime.

For a moment our faces were just inches apart her eyes luminous as they stared into mine. Then I got up and went home.

Later that night as I sunk myself down into my bed Kendra s sweet face came unbidden to my head. She looked so sweet and peaceful as she slept and I felt relaxation pooling over me like a warm blanket. But then my memories flashed back to a strange bedroom and a topless Amanda in my arms. And I surrendered myself to a dream world that would return me back to the fantasies of my imagination.

***

Only a few months later bids were going out for the Senior Prom. The High School was suddenly abuzz with the latest scuttlebutt and rumor about who was going with whom. And we surprisingly found ourselves in the middle of the rumor mill.

Ever since the house party our trio s stock in popularity had skyrocketed. Even though he didn t remember most of the night guys had been coming up to Marcus for weeks crowing about how wild he was and he found himself getting picked automatically at every after-school b-ball game. Kendra was fending off guys left and right people whose names she didn t even know were trying to flirt with her and invite her to Prom. The rule went that it was better to go with a popular girl you didn t know than a less-popular girl that you did know.

After a few days of this Kendra dragged me off during a break between classes. Jason you have to save me from all these horny bastards. Will you take me to the Prom?

Surprised it took me a while to fumble for an answer. Uh aren t guys supposed to do the asking?

Oh come on. You know I never cared about that male roles/female roles crap.

Well it s just that… I looked over her shoulder and my eyes found the woman I was looking for. I was going to ask…

Kendra turned her head around seeing Amanda and her big round twins leading the way towards us in the middle of a crowd of fellow cheerleaders. Kendra turned back and grabbed my jaw rotating my head around none too gently to bring my attention back to her.

Jason you are such an idiot. I know you ve had a crush on her since Day 1 of High School but do you really think she s into you? She s the most popular girl in school and you are nothing compared to her. Don t tie yourself up in delusions of grandeur. I m your friend. I just don t want to see you get hurt.

My mind rebelled at what she was saying. I was popular now dammit. I d worked hard at it. I d skipped out on doing things that made me happy to do things that would help me socially things that I needed in the long run. I d smothered my geeky urges to play Dungeons and Dragons and Warcraft so that I could join the in-crowd. And dammit I d made it.

Kendra just looked deep into my eyes her finger on my lips to forestall any further comment. Jase this is me. I know you. And as much as you want to deny it you re still a geeky nerd-boy. Now that doesn t bother me but a girl like that would never accept who you are. And is that really the kind of girl you want to be with?

I took her fingers away from my lips. Amanda had been atop my pedestal for years. She was the one thing I always dreamed about and yearned for. Was that the girl I wanted to be with? Hell yeah.

And I walked past my friend moving to join the gaggle of girls around Amanda. I did look back just once. Kendra still had her back to me but her head was turned towards me and I saw a tear dribble down her cheek. Tomboy Kendra who used to pride herself on being tough and free from girly emotions. It was the first time in four years I d ever seen her cry and it was almost enough to get me to stop.

But I turned back and saw Amanda s angelic face and my heart hardened to what I had to do. Slowing down into the swagger of all the cool guys in school I slid in and started to chat up the various girls. I maintained the conversation all the way down until we reached Amanda s classroom where we stopped momentarily outside and I got her attention.

Hey I was wondering if you already had a date to Prom.

Her eyes glowed for a second a happy smile tugging at the corner of her lips. My heart was thudding into my throat but then I felt it fall into my stomach when her smile drooped into a frown. Ah well. I d love to Jason. But Tommy Beckman asked me this morning and I kind of already said yes to him.

Tommy Beckman. I still remembered the day his older brother saran-wrapped me to the flagpole. I fumbled for something to say but the insecure geek in me rose up and turned anything I could say into a stuttering noise.

Well he s the star quarterback and I m the head cheerleader and it all just goes so well together. But hey you can sit at our table and we can still hang out. Wouldn t that be fun?!

Finally I managed to croak out Sure that would be great.

Okay then. See you later! And she skipped into the classroom.

As I turned to watch her leave I felt a very deliberate squeeze on my ass. Spinning around I saw the red-headed cheerleader from the house party sizing me up. Hey there Jason. I m Patrice.

I know I remember you. I didn t actually know her well but I was playing along. Why was she talking to me right now?

Well I ve had a few others ask me to the Prom but I was saving myself for the right guy. You taken?

I paused for a moment to check her out. Killer legs shapely hips big tits wicked smile and flaming red hair. If nothing else she was going to be entertaining. No I m not taken.

Kendra s face flashed into my vision for a moment but I d already said the committing words. Patrice would you go to the Prom with me?

She laughed and leaned into me planting a fat kiss on my lips. Of course honey. This way everything works out and we can share a table with Amanda.

Her hand reached down to give my balls a squeeze and then she was disappearing into the classroom. I turned to watch her walk away a hundred different emotions swirling through my brain.

Guilt at leaving one of my best friends in Kendra. Disappointment in getting shot down by Amanda. Pride in going to the Prom with one of the most popular girls in school. Lust because from the signals Patrice was sending out at me I would be losing my virginity in a couple of weeks. Then the school bell was ringing. Crap I was late for class.

***

The night of the Prom arrived. I pooled together with Tommy Beckman Jack and Greg (more football jocks) to rent a limo so the four of us could pick up our respective dates. We made small talk and I had to be careful not to use any words with more than two-syllables lest they go over the guys heads. Amanda was absolutely stunning. None of the guys said a word when we saw her including Tommy Beckman. He just made a noise when he was startled by how gorgeous she looked. Patrice was just as stunning in a low cut dress that showed off amazing cleavage with slits up the sides so her killer legs could show through.

We arrived at the hotel ballroom where the prom was being held and went through the usual routine taking photographs etc. Kendra and Marcus had ended up going together just as friends. After some begging and cajoling I managed to get the three of us to take a group picture together while Patrice and the girls fluttered off to gossip. I knew they felt a little betrayed that I wasn t sitting at a table with them but they had some other casual friends to hang out with. Taking the picture with them seemed to warm them over a bit and I found myself partially regretting not attending with Kendra. It turned out that she cleans up pretty well and her athletic body let her wear a fabulous slinky gown. With proper makeup and hair and the right heels she was turning heads left and right. For the zillionth time I found myself wondering how I d managed to go so many years without realizing she was a girl. In the end I wondered if our friendship could ever be the same. Could guys and girls truly be just friends or would the gender thing get in the way?

Once things got under way I returned to the in-crowd table. I did my best to be appropriately social being raunchy enough to fit in with the guys and simultaneously polite and chivalrous to please the girls. Patrice was flirting quite obviously with me to the point where I thought I saw a flash of jealousy in Amanda s eyes much to my delight.

We all stayed just as long as was necessary but then the guys produced the keys to a suite upstairs. We had eight people with the three jocks plus me and four hot cheerleaders alone in a hotel suite and when someone brought out the champagne I knew I was in for a night I would never forget.

I found myself in an overstuffed chair Patrice in my lap and shoving her tongue down my throat. The champagne kept flowing and the clothes started to come off. Prom was a rite of passage into manhood for every High School male and a twinge of pride shot through me as I realized I was partying with the highest levels of popularity at my school.

One couple had already paired off into one of the adjoining bedrooms and with the door wide open they were already fucking like rabbits. Patrice s dress was a puddle on the floor and my hands were fumbling with the clasp to her bra. At last I got it off and I had bared her tits to my gaze. Not quite as firm as Amanda s they were still big round and soft to my touch. Her areolas were quite a bit larger and they stood out with long pointy nipples capping the ends. Meanwhile my pants were being lowered to the floor as Patrice was desperate to fish out my monster. The turgid dark flesh was only exposed to the air for a moment before she sank her hot mouth upon me feeding my rod to her ravenous mouth.

As if the pleasure from this wasn t enough Tommy and Jack were stripping off the last bits of Amanda s clothing leaving her fantastic body naked to the world. Jack s date a blonde named Erika was also nude and the two girls cuddled and kissed each other much to the guys delight. They stood back a bit whacking off to watch as Erika snaked a hand down to plunge it into Amanda s dripping wet snatch.

I was never more turned on than in that moment and when Patrice sucked me down her throat and Erika s lips sucked Amanda s perky tit into her mouth I exploded for the first time in the presence of another person crying out my release as I pumped my jizz down Patrice s throat.

She swallowed every last drop like a pro then licked me clean. Standing up she looked me in the eye and gave me a warning Don t go wasting yourself now. I intend to get that beast inside me before the night is done.

She turned around and shuffled over to Amanda and Erika on the couch. Moving Erika s hand aside and splitting Amanda s legs apart Patrice knelt before her and lowered her face into Amanda s crotch.

Amanda s eyes flew open when she realized what was happening but then shut them tight against the pleasure coursing through her body. The couple in the room had apparently finished and Greg came waltzing out his limp dick still covered in feminine juices. He nodded at Jack who disappeared into that room with a grin on his face. The rhythmic pounding on the bed resumed.

Erika moved over to me kissing me gently as I stared wide eyed at this Scandinavian blonde bombshell. She gave me a pixie wink before dropping her head into my lap giving my reviving soldier a few long licks. Meanwhile Tommy Beckman had settled in behind my date and with a few short thrusts he had speared his way into Patrice s pussy.

As she was giving me head I took to analyzing the third pair of tits I had ever seen in the flesh. Erika s were smaller than the first two girls but they had a pleasant pear shape to them with the tiniest nipples sticking out like goose bumps at the end. After a while Erika laid me out on the floor and spun around in a sixty-nine position while I got my first taste of a woman s honey pot.

My body reacted instinctively and in accordance with everything my memory could jog up from a porno. I knew enough to go after her clit and soon had Erika squirming atop me until she dumped a load of her nectar onto my face. We got up a minute later as Erika dared not bring me off just yet.

As if on cue Patrice pulled her head out from Amanda s crotch to scream out her orgasm and then Tommy pulled himself out still hard to catch a breath. I got myself back into the chair as Patrice got herself up and turned to fix her sultry gaze upon me.

This was it the night I d lose my cherry.

But then another noise started to attract my attention. A girl s plaintive plea of no.

Please Tommy no. You know I don t want that. Come on I ll suck you off.

Looking past Patrice s hot body before me I saw that Tommy was on top of Amanda his hardness poking against her stomach as he ground his hips in an attempt to get into the right position. But Amanda was squirming away trying to free her arms from Tommy s much stronger grip.

Please please… her voice was trembling.

Hell no bitch. You ve been cockteasing me for months and I aim to pop your cherry tonight. This is Prom night you knew what you was getting into.

Hey Tommy Erika cut in her voice pleading. This isn t right. Get off of her!

Tommy! Amanda s voice had run up to a desperate shriek as he pressed his way down. I got out of my seat.

The next few moments flew by in blur but then I realized that I was holding a crying Amanda in my arms and Tommy was sitting on the floor a few feet away with a butt-naked Erika standing between us. My hand hurt from where I d cuffed him to get him off of her and for a second I blanched at the thought of pissing off a guy this strong.

Smoke was coming out of Tommy s ears his face a beet red. This isn t your business nerd-boy. He pointed at me electricity sizzling in his eyes. Why the fuck are you messing with me?

My voice trembling almost as much as Amanda s I managed to sputter out. This isn t right. I took a deep breath before my next words leaked out. I won t let you hurt her.

Amanda may not have been my girl. But I couldn t stand by and let such a precious creature be defiled like this. My mom raised me better than that.

Tommy steamed for a minute before realizing the situation he was in. Greg even stepped over to calm him down. Bitch ain t worth it dude.

Tommy mulled this over before spitting out Yeah. You re a frigid virgin bitch Amanda!

She cringed in my arms but then Greg moved to block him again. The night was over. Jack came out and the two guys worked the other girls to salvage the situation. Tommy just grabbed his clothes and stalked out of the hotel suite.

I held Amanda s quaking body in my arms as she sobbed the emotions overwhelming her. Her beautiful almond eyes were pouring out tears streaking her makeup. She felt like such a fragile little creature and I wanted to protect her against the universe. She was my angel. I even forgot that we were both naked.

After a few minutes she quieted down. Blinking the last drops of tears from her eyes she looked up and into my eyes. I want to go home.

I helped her into her dress and stole a hotel bathrobe wrapping it around her shoulders before getting into my own clothes. Patrice was going to stay with the others and I m sure Greg and Jack wouldn t mind spending the night with the three hot babes.

Amanda clung onto my arm all the way down to the lobby and cuddled against me during the cab ride to her home. She seemed somehow smaller but in a good way. She still had the beauty of an angel but now she seemed like a human being someone I could actually reach. I wouldn t have to chase a dream anymore she was just a scared teenage girl. I walked her up to her front door and right before she went inside her arms wrapped around my head and she drew me in for a searing kiss.
I floated on Cloud 9 all the way to my house. And that night when I dreamed my fantasies didn t seem so far away.

***

The next day I sought out my dream-girl wanting to make sure that she was alright. Amanda said that she was fine and thanked me again for rescuing her giving me a solid but chaste hug. She was very specific not to flirt with me or otherwise lead me on into believing she wanted to progress our friendship into something more. The more we talked the farther and farther away my dreams seemed to get.

For the rest of the school year Amanda and I started to lay down a solid friendship sort of. I became her male confidant the guy she could trust and talk to. She would ask me questions about what guys really wanted and I did my best to answer them truthfully. Every now and again she would join my group for lunch flirting with Marcus and trying to soften Kendra s icy attitudes towards her and the other cheerleaders. I came to realize that this was probably the best I would ever get with her. I was the safe guy. I was the friend. I was harmless and she was utterly unconcerned with ever impressing me. Nothing drove this point home any further than when she would ask my advice about other guys she was thinking of dating.

Life passed on and I enjoyed my social status as a close friend of Miss Popular. But apart from the occasional friend dates with Amanda I retreated into spending my time with the close friends who mattered Marcus and Kendra. High School would be over soon and there was no point in trying to build friendships with socialites I wouldn t be seeing again after High School. Our trio picked up the latest video games bought some Anime and tinkered with our computer systems. In a way I felt comfortable retreating back towards nerd-dom. High School was over even if finals hadn t come yet. I wouldn t have to worry about popularity again until college.

***

COLLEGE FRESHMAN YEAR

I got a nice scholarship to attend the state-run University nearby. Marcus and Kendra would also be attending so I knew I wouldn t be losing my best friends after High School. But the best news I received back in May had been that Amanda would be attending the same University as well.

In some ways college was just High School Plus. But in many other ways it was so much better. Intelligence was actually rewarded with a level of prestige. The students were a little more mature. Instead of Math Clubs we joined the Robotics club and earned some campus-cred building real things.

Marcus and I managed to pair up as roommates and Kendra s dorm wasn t too far away and she had a cute roommate to boot. And Amanda called me every other week or so to catch up. But our college life really began to come together towards the end of the year as Kendra had decided to join a Sorority.

Needless to say this clashed with the image in our heads of our best buddy Kendra who had always spurned anything remotely girly. The thought of her living with a bunch of GIRLS and obsessing with her hair and clothes just seemed a little too… weird. But she had grown out of her tomboy phase and was looking to make some closer female friends.

Purely out of coincidence Amanda had been pledging to the same Sorority. The two of them had never been close friends in High School but were rapidly developing a sisterhood of sorts with each other. As a result Marcus and I couldn t hang out with Kendra as often since she was tied up with Sorority business. But to compensate (in my mind) Amanda started to hang out with us as a group more and more. She was still as gorgeous as ever and only getting prettier as she matured. Best of all she started to take an interest in me as a man not just a confidant. We d flirt and tease each other taking every opportunity we had for a chaste hug or peck on the cheek. She knew I adored her and I longed for the day that she would return my affections.

***

Our second year at University came and the girls moved into the Sorority House while Marcus and I got an apartment off-campus. This was also the year that everything in our lives turned upside-down.

It was a relatively-warm Saturday night for October. Marcus was going out for the evening terribly excited and bragging that he had a hot date. After he left (putting on a little too much cologne in my opinion) Kendra called and said she needed to talk to us. I explained that Marcus was out but she said she was coming over anyways.

When she arrived I was stunned by her appearance. The flat-chested tomboy with the no-nonsense ponytail I had known and been friends with for years was gone. In her place was a beautiful sensual woman dressed to impress. An off-the- shoulder dress flowed down her lithe body low cut enough to show me more cleavage than I had ever seen in my friend. Her face was expertly highlighted with just the right amount of makeup to make her almond eyes stand out and glow. Her strong cheekbones Kendra had inherited from her mother while her father s genes gave her the exotic features that set her apart from everyone else I knew. She always had perfect hair: long razor-straight locks that shi

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