Chapter 1: The Videotape
I was up late trying to finish up this romantic comedy script that I had been working on for the past year, and finally, I got a great intimate scene set up for the two characters. Once I worked on the intimate scene, I had my roommate, Brandon critique the scene, but he thought it was too slow.
"They need to have sex." He said to me bluntly.
At first I was shocked to hear him say that, but then I realized after a couple of reads and editing, he might have been correct. See the problem is, I'm still a virgin and I really don't know too much about sex. The way they taught us in sex education class.
I was a little afraid to ask anyone how to have sex because that would seem odd for me to do that (and for anyone at that matter). I was going to ask, Brandon because he is very experienced, (knowing that he slept with two women in one night) but I just didn't have the nerve to do it.
Then one day when I was working on another scene, The fight scene where the two character's argue for the second time, he looked at the script and asked, "So where's the sex scene?"
Once again a little shocked for him being some direct but I tell him, "Well I decided not to put one in the story."
He looked at me with confusion written all over his face, and then he asked, "Why wont you put one in the story?"
"Well, I feel that it's better to make intimacy more important then just sexual activity. You know, sex is not always that important." I said.
I felt that was a great answer but he looked at me like that was a bunch of bullshit that just came out of my mouth.
It was quiet for a second, then he responded, "Have you fucked a girl before?"
I looked at him once again amazed that he would ask me that.
"Excuse me? That is none of your business, and what does that have to do with this?" I said with attitude.
"Shawn its alright... if your virgin then its not a big deal." He said.
I sat there contemplating whether or not I should tell him my big secret or not.
"Alright, I've never had sex before." I said sounding depressed.
He stood there quietly trying to figure out what to say or do, and then he replied, "Do you ever want to lose it?"
Again with the direct questions.... "Yes, I do." I said to radiate the irritation off my voice to let him know that I didn't want him to ask me any more questions.
I could feel his eyes staring straight at me while I was trying to work on the fight scene. It was like he was in shock, or maybe he was trying to think of what to say. Or maybe he's laughing at me in his head.
Whatever he's doing he needs to stop before I go off on him.
Then from the silence that was in the room, he disturbed it by asking, "Would you like me to take it?" I stopped typing and sat there in stunned from what he just suggested.
Then I pretended like I didn't know what he meant, "What do mean?" I asked.
"Were still on the same subject aren't we?" he said.
"Brandon, why would you ask me that? I don't go that way..." I said trailing off as watched him taking his shoes off.
"What are you doing?" I said.
"I've noticed your stares at me Shawn... don't even try to play me like that." He said completely ignoring my question.
"What? You don't know what you're talking..." My voice trailed off again as he took off his shirt and exposed his beautiful, lean, muscled body to me.
I sat there speechless that I was witnessing this in front of me. There had been times where I thought of being with another man, but I never thought of actually doing it for real.
Plus, I always thought that I was straight like the next man, and that those were just dirty thoughts clouding my mind.
