Movie Night (Converted)

Chapter 1

Camila and Lauren watched movies together every Friday night. They had been doing it for years, having been best friends forever and neither being particularly inclined to socialize that often even as they moved into high school. They were sixteen now, and even though Camila took the occasional invitation to hang with friends, she made sure to keep it to Saturdays, not wanting to ditch her standing date with Lauren who scrunched her nose and scowled at the idea of leaving her room.

Like every Friday night, they were sprawled across the couch in Lauren's room, chip bags and cookies discarded on the coffee table. Camila had her head resting against Lauren's shoulder, one hand fiddling with the smooth material of Lauren's soccer jersey as she watched the screen intently. Lauren had long ago figured out Camila had a strange love for the feel of polyester, and would idly touch her jerseys whenever she wore them, which she just happened to do every Friday.

In the winter, they'd bury themselves in a pile of blankets and pillows, but now it was mid spring and the warm May air was blowing in through Lauren's propped open window. They both wore loose pairs of Lauren's basketball shorts, Camila wanting to change out of her skinny jeans before they settled down and Lauren never wearing anything else when she was home.

She shifted her position, bringing her feet to rest on the coffee table as she grabbed the remote and turned up the volume, outside noise making it hard to hear the characters hushed voices in a particular scene.

It was a good movie, an action drama with a female lead Lauren found particularly attractive. It was about two thirds into the film and both girls were watching attentively when a sudden sex scene they hadn't expected started to play out. Lauren hummed low in her throat, and Camila giggled against her. The male lead was taking the female from behind, and it didn't leave much to the imagination.

Lauren was so focused on the screen she didn't even realize she was getting too excited until Camila moved her hand to rest on her forearm and breathed, "Lo, you're hard."

She followed the brunette's eyes down to between her legs and flushed a deep red at the sight of her boner easily visible in her shorts. "Shit, I'm sorry," she said, quickly starting to move to cover the situation when Camila tightened her grip on her forearm and stopped her.

"Wait, it's okay, you don't have to hide it."

Lauren looked at Camila skeptically, unsure of what to do.

The brunette's eyes were fixed on her erection, her eyebrows were slightly scrunched together and her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. After a long minute of Lauren's growing discomfort, she finally brought her eyes up to take in her friend's confused expression. "Sorry I.. it's just, it's bigger than I thought."

Lauren felt her breath catch and her eyes go wide, stuttering out quickly, "it's something you thought about?"

Now it was Camila's turn to flush red. "I was curious," she admitted quietly, making Lauren smile just slightly. "I've never seen one, not in real life anyway."

Lauren watched Camila's gaze trail back between her legs, completely unsure of where this was going. Camila started idly playing with her jersey again and the action made Lauren relax a bit despite the fact that her friend was so focused on the bulge she was sporting.

She looked back up at Lauren, hesitating a second before asking, "can I.. will you show it to me?"

Lauren felt herself get immediately harder. Camila wanted to see her penis; she couldn't say she had never fantasized about this, but now that it was happening she could barely breathe.