Two lifelong friends and roommates were hanging out at home. It was a boring evening and neither had anything going on, so they were just flipping through channels on the TV with neither one really caring what they watched.
Freddie had the remote and got tired of neither him nor Sarah having an opinion on what to watch, so he turned the TV off and tossed the remote onto the coffee table. He laid his head back and closed his eyes while trying to think of something to do, then Sarah spoke up.
"I'm so bored. Why are we losers that never have anything to do?" She asked.
Freddie responded. "We aren't losers, we're just both introverts with high standards."
"I don't have high standards. I've just never met the right guy. They all want the same thing and I'd rather be in a relationship or with someone I really know rather than giving into horney guys all the time."
Freddie paused before cracking a joke. "And that's how porn addiction starts."
Before Sarah had a chance to think about what she was saying, she blurted out "Ew, never watched it nor would I." She was slightly embarrassed about admitting to Freddie that she's never once watched pornography in her nineteen years alive.
"Never? I knew you were still a virgin, but I thought everyone looked at porn." Freddie was surprised.
"No," she said. "It's just not something I've ever wanted to look at. I mean, I've heard so much negativity around people getting the wrong idea about how things work because of misconceptions in porn. I'd rather just be happy with reality."
"You've at least seen a guy naked, though, right?" Freddie inquired.
Sarah looked off to the side and was trying to think of how to change the subject.
"Right?" Freddie asked again.
Sarah finally answered, "No, but it's not that I don't want to. It's just never happened."
Freddie had no idea she was so innocent. They had known each other for all of their lives having grown up next door to one another, but he had thought she had some type of sexual experience. Granted, he wasn't that experienced either, but he had at least experienced the basics in past relationships.
"If you want to see guys naked, just hop online and they are all over the place."
"No, I want my first time to be a real guy."
"That puts some pressure on me to make sure I lock the bathroom door better."
There was a bit of silence and then Sarah said in a quiet voice "I wouldn't be mad at seeing you naked."
"Don't joke about that."
"What, you wouldn't want me to see you naked?"
"I wouldn't mind, but now the thought is in my mind and it's weird to think about."
"Yeah, it is a bit weird to think about, but now I'm kind of curious. It's totally your fault."
"How's it my fault?" Freddie snapped back.
"Because," Sarah started explaining, "I was perfectly fine having never seen a guy naked before and you had to poke about it. Now I want to rip off the band-aid to see a penis and you happen to have one."
"And what do I get in return?"
"I'll do the dishes for an entire week."
"Two."
"Deal!" Sarah started to get nervous. Is she really about to see her first naked guy and is it going to be her longest friend? At least she knows she's in a safe environment for the experience. Freddie was equally nervous, but for different reasons. Sarah didn't know he was self conscious about his body, but he thought that if she doesn't have any past visuals to compare him to, he was also in a safe environment.
Freddie pulled off his t-shirt and set it on the arm of the couch they were sitting on. "You're actually doing this? I thought you'd chicken out." Sarah said.
"I was going to, but I really hate doing dishes." Freddie joked.