Mom and dad left me to babysit for the night. It was my Birthday, but no seemed to remember or even care. A couple of happy birthdays early this morning was all I got. No cake, no ice cream, and no party. I hate my life. They left me to babysit my two younger brothers while they went fishing. They would rather fish than spend time with me. It made me feel depressed, but what can you do? After a while I finally got the boys to settle down and watch a cartoon. We sat there together and tried to fight off boredom. The movie was almost over when the phone rang. It was my best friend (let's call him "David"). He wanted to wish me a happy birthday, how exciting it was to be 18 now, and threw a fit about the way I was being treated on this big day of mine. I calmed him down and tried to change the subject, but he wasn't going to have it. Asking if he could come over, I told him no, because no one was supposed to be there but me.
We argued for a while before he finally agreed. Not that it mattered, thirty minutes later he was there ringing the doorbell anyway. Opening the door and coming outside, I confronted him. I was mad, telling him to go home, he couldn't be there. He didn't care and went off again about what my parents had done to me. I shrugged my shoulders and told him it didn't matter and I didn't care (it wasn't true, but no one needed to know). Of course "David" didn't care. He ran around me and went in the house despite my protests. "What a jerk" I thought. He spent the evening helping me entertain my brothers, playing with them and watching movies. Finally their bedtime came and we tucked them in for the night.
Instead of going back to the living room, he went into my bedroom, which was right next to their room. I demanded to know what he was doing, and ordering him to get out of my room. He gave me a cocky "I'm not listening" look and kept going. My bed at the time was one of those crappy fold out couches with a super thin hard mattress and was all black. Tonight it was a couch (I preferred to sleep on it that way rather than pulling it out into a bed). "David" sat down and motioned for me to sit beside him. I hesitated, but came in the room anyway and closed the door behind me. He turned on my TV and flipped through the channels. As I sat next to him he pulled me close and held me there.
He brought up a topic we had been discussing for weeks. My plan to loose my virginity before I turned 18. Clearly I didn't make it, givin' that today I turned 18. He had offered many times to be the one to take it, but I had brushed him off thinking he was joking. Tonight he was serious, telling me how he wanted to be my first, that he wanted it to be my birthday present, and all the things he could teach me. My excitement rose with every sensual word he spoke. But I was afraid too. I'd never actually done anything like this, and it scared me. I had spent my whole life being a good girl, staying out of trouble and following the rules.
"David" sensed my panic and started to stroke my hair, telling me we didn't have to if I didn't want to. He gave me a soft kiss on my forehead and pulled me in so close I was now leaning across half his chest. I tried to explain that I did and I didn't want to. I fumbled and sounded dumb. He just laughed quietly and told me to lay my head in his lap. I could feel his hardness pressing against his jeans. Suddenly I was aware of his fingers brushing up and down my arm. His soft words pulling me in, telling me that it was all going to be ok. My fears eased up just a little.
I sat up and he placed my hand on his bulge. Excitement flooded my body as I began to rub it a little. "David" asked me to undo his pants, and I obliged. It was a funny lookin' thing, not at all what I expected. Not that I really knew what to expect. My hand explored his cock, top to bottom, my eyes locked on it in fascination. He leaned back and enjoyed the feel of my virgin hands exploring him. A soft moan escaped his lips, jerking me back to reality and I looked up into his face. My look of horror was, I'm sure, in sharp contrast to his far away and dreamy look. He cupped my chin in his hand and told me to not think so much. Just enjoy it. I nodded and looked back down, but the spell was broken and I now didn't know what to do with it.