(I'm a bisexual guy.)Oh my this is a lot. I'm gonna get pretty knee deep in this story, cause I feel bad about it, so telling it helps, and also it's just very interesting. So, I was a sophomore in high school. Since 8th grade I had had a crush on a girl in my friend group. We were the nerds who weren't really bullied but mainly got ignored. The girl I had a crush on was probably the hottest one in our group, and too hot to be in our group. She was the most attention getting part of our whole entourage. She knew she was one of the hottest girls in our grade each year, but she was very humble about it. Despite me liking her personality, looking back, at the time it was definitely a mostly "damn, that ass" Kind of crush. And I know it's inappropriate, but she had the best booty walk you've ever seen. Anyway, I dated other girls, and other guys, and she did all of 9th grade up until sophomore year. All this time, she was the girl I would have a crush on in between other crushes, but I'd never act on it in 8th grade cause I was scared, and not in 9th grade because she was dating someone else. She texts me around the time Homecoming in sophomore year is coming up, and begs me to come because the rest of our friends would be there. I went, cause I knew my friends liked me. I really tried to not focus on her the whole time because she had a dress that showed her shoulders, cleavage that stopped just before her nipples, and had a part for her to show leg. I tightened my legs together to hid my boner. I know, she had a boyfriend, but I was a horny teenager, I couldn't help it. I noticed, while hanging out with my group, including her and her boyfriend, that her and her boyfriend weren't nearly as touchy feely as they usually were. Usually by this time they'd of been grinding on the dancefloor, or making out in the corner. I'd always have a small part of me that wished I was him, but I would immediately feel guilty about it. About an hour in though, I noticed him yelling at her in the corner. He seemed dangerously agitated, so I started to go over there, but then he walked away. She turned towards me and looked completely fine. She came over and said she wanted to talk, and took me out of the gym, and to a classroom that I later learned she asked her teacher to leave unlocked so she could hookup at homecoming(cool teacher). She turned towards me and asked how she looked. Being a doofus, I said "awesome" She asked me what else. And moved her body around in front of me so her boobs would brush against my chest, while brushing her bare leg against mine. I said "Beautiful" Realizing she wanted me to step up. She told me she wanted a bigger word and put her hand on my already pretty erect cock and squeezed. At that point, she had me and I couldn't stop myself from saying "the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen". There was a tinge of fear in my mind of me being wrong about what she wanted, before she said "That's all I needed to hear, big boy. Get inside me." Right at that moment, I started taking her dress off and she started taking off my pants and...the rest is none of your business. The next day, she texted me, explaining that she planned to break up with her boyfriend that night and do me, because she liked me, and thought I could help her be a more likeable person, but wasn't gonna cheat on her boyfriend. She said she wanted to date, but warned me that she really liked having sex with me, and she'd want me to skip class to meet with her and hookup. Of course, being the horny boy that I was, I skipped class. We had a both very wholesome, and very sex driven relationship for the rest of high school. Luckily, over the rest of our high school career she became super cool, and by the time I matured and needed more then physical attraction in a partner, she was super cool. We now live together.