Jerry was 18 years old. At a height of 5'9 and a weight of 158 lbs., he was fairly average for his age. Light brown hair and hazel eyes completed his average looks.
Through out his school years he had few friends. John was his best friend. He was athletic and exceptionally handsome, everything Jerry wasn't. They spent every weekend together going to movies or just hanging out with other kids. Then John began dating. Jerry was a little shy and hesitant about asking out girls. He tried a few times but the girls usually didn’t take him seriously. They all thought of him as more of a little brother. Sure they liked him, just weren't really attracted to him. This bothered Jerry somewhat. John tried to get him to go out on double dates with him and his current girlfriend, but Jerry always had an excuse of why he couldn't go. Not wanting to admit to John that he just couldn’t find a girl to go with.
One day in the locker room all the guys were talking about girls. Jerry just stayed in the background with a few others, but listened intently to the conversation. He heard John talking about his first sexual experience. Bragging of how good he was as the others laughed and compared details. This made Jerry feel as though he was really missing out on life. He worried of how he'd be so far behind the others.
That night he laid in bed and thought of what the guys were saying. As he thought of it he realized he was getting aroused. He had been masturbating for several years now but really wanted the real thing. He threw back the covers and took his semi hard cock in his hand as he thought of the girls in school that were having sex with his friends. Then suddenly his mind wandered to Sherry.
She was quiet and withdrawn as he was. He had thought of asking her out several times, but had never really worked up the nerve to do so. He thought of her with her long black hair and sparkling blue eyes. She wore little makeup if any, and he knew she'd be beautiful if she were more outgoing. But looks didn’t really matter to him. He liked her for who she was, because she was like him. She was in a few of his classes and had hardly ever heard her voice. The teachers seemed to look over her as they did him.