I was told to post this here.
My parents have always been *very* involved in church. My dad works there as a facilities manager and my mom has volunteered in several ministries across the years. This meant I spent *a lot* of time there. Too much time. Well Pastors Kids become very cliquey because we are stuck there and have nothing better to do. There was this one boy whom will call Drake. Him and I never really fit in with the rest of the PKs and he was extremely cute.
Growing up I had a crush on him but was never brave enough to admit it. We both had several significant others throughout high school and slowly drifted apart. When I was about to leave for college I threw a party and invited him. That night I said fuck it and told him about my crush we ended up disappearing to my room and making out for about an hour. Our hands were roaming and we both admitted to wanting to have sex but still being virgins. I was about to try to suck his cock when I heard someone say “Hey where’s Nami?” I ran downstairs and he ran to the bathroom.