...the switchblade slowed down to a stop; the tip of the knife pointed at Brian Johnson, the shy nerd of the group. His eyes widened as he saw he was chosen.

Bender hooted. "Looks like dork is the lucky winner!" he teased.

The blond geek blushed, gulping and rubbing his neck as he looked at you, realizing he would be spending Seven Minutes in Heaven.

"Let's go, love birds!" Bender said. "(your name), dork...closet...seven minutes."

Bender opened the door to a room, the two of you are shoved in.

"Be sure to pop Johnson's cherry while you're in there!" Bender teased, laughing.

Brian went completely red. You glare at Bender, knowing the geek was embarrassed enough already after he admitted to being a virgin.

"Shut up, Bender!" you shot back.

The door slammed behind you. You and Brian stand there, face to face. He shuffled his foot nervously on the floor, playing with the sleeve of his green sweatshirt and looking down at his blue Nike shoes. You look him over and notice how adorable he is: his wavy sandy blond hair, his shy blue eyes, his Cupid bow lips that pouted slightly. His face is angelic: sweet and innocent. He looked up at you, swallowing. You see his freckled cheeks are rosy. His forehead is sweating. He's trembling.

"I..." the geek began; his voice was soft and slightly lispy on account of his braces.

You tilt your head, waiting for the Brain to speak. But he shakes his head, embarrassed.

"I-I usually don't play games like this," he admitted. "Actually, I've never played games like this."

"It's OK, Brian," you assure. "We don't have to do anything. We can just talk."

Brian exhaled, then tensed up as he thought about what Bender said.

"What if everyone asks how it was?" he said, glancing at the door.

"Just tell them we kissed," you replied with a shrug.

"You mean lie?"

"Sure."

"I'm a terrible liar," he said.

"Well...maybe you need some practice."

"At lying? Oh! No. I couldn't...plus I don't like it."

"I meant at kissing," you said with a chuckle.

"Oh! Right..." he said, laughing nervously. "But I wouldn't know what to do. I-I never kissed anyone before..."

"Well," you said. "We can go slow."

The geek nodded, tensing up. "What do I do?" He asked.

"Well, relax..."

Brian is so tense. It almost seems like anyone who told him to relax, he got more scared. You try to think of ideas that would help him.

"How about we role play?" you suggest.

The blond boy perked up at this suggestion, putting his hands in his pockets.

"Like Dungeons and Dragons?" he asked intrigued.

"Something like that, but...I was thinking along the lines of Star Trek. Remember that episode when Lt. Uhura kissed Captain Kirk?"

"Do I!" he said, getting excited. "It was...quite a...well, it was pretty rad."

"I imagine Shatner and Nichols were probably nervous about kissing on TV," you said. "Given it was the first interracial kiss, it was a huge deal back then."

"It sure was," Brian said. "My mom was pretty shocked when she saw me watching that. She wouldn't let me watch the show for a while."

"OK. So, let's just imagine we're in that episode. I'll be Lt. Uhura and you can be Captain Kirk."

The geek was trembling with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. He was thrilled to be playing a role from his favorite show. Yet, he wished he had Captain Kirk's confidence. How he got all the ladies. Just one kiss from him and they swooned over him. He wiped his shaky palms on his pants. You step up to him; he stands at 5'9", you are (your height). The geek bit his lip. You can see he had been doing it for a while since it had turned a shade of pink.

"We can say the lines from the episode," you suggest.

"That would help," Brian said.

You start with Lt. Uhura's line, imitating her voice. "I'm so very frightened, Captain..."

The geek answered in Captain Kirk's voice (poorly imitated, but still, it gave him some confidence). "That's how they want you to feel. It makes them feel alive."

The two of you role play the episode out until Brian wrapped his gangly arms around you. You plant your hands on his shoulders. His body was still trembling. You gaze into his blues with your (eye color). You lean forward slightly in hopes to encourage him to make a move. He's frozen, scared.

You gently brush your nose against his. A soft exhale escapes from his lips and you brush your lips against him. He pulled back a bit, then relaxed as you planted a kiss on his adorable lips.

You keep it closed lipped so you don't freak him out. He becomes drawn in like a moth to a flame, hungry for more kisses. He smells very clean. There's a scent of body soap and laundry detergent. Your hand moves up to his sandy hair, massaging his scalp. He lets out a soft moan, his hands resting on your waist, moving up to your back.

He pulls away momentarily, his cheeks and ears are red.

"Did I drool?" he asked worried. "Sorry...I get...like that sometimes..."

"No," you said. "Just swallow if you're worried. Let's keep going. You're doing great."

Brian nodded. He leaned back in to kiss you again. You decide to tease his lips with your tongue. He jumped back a bit, blushing.

"Sorry," you said. "Didn't mean to scare you."

"It's OK. Can we try it?"

You nod, lean back in to resume kissing. You tease him with your tongue, he slowly opens up. He's still shy. He relaxes and let's you take the lead for a while. Your tongue brushes against his, tasting him. Feeling a bit saucy, you give his tongue a suck, which is a shock wave for him; his confidence boosts and he takes a chance to explore your mouth with his tongue; the metal of his orthodontia scrapes your lips slightly.

You pull him closer, pressing his thin frame into yours. He moans as he gets into it, his kisses become hungrier. His fingers thread your (hair length and color) as the kiss deepens. You both change angles of your heads. He follows your lead. You're quite impressed that he's actually a natural despite his inexperience.

Soon the door opens, interrupting your intimate moment.

"TIME'S UP, lo-vers!" Bender's voice cuts through the atmosphere.

The two of you pull away, flushed and wet lipped. The hoots from your classmates are heard from outside, mainly from Bender. The two of you walk out of the room, greeted by cheers and applause from your classmates. Brian especially is embarrassed.

"Alright, dweeb!" Bender cheered, clapping an arm around his shoulder. "How was it?"

Brian blushed. "I-it was good," he mumbled, rubbing his neck.

He looks over at you, grateful that you helped him get a little practice and boost his confidence to do so. The two of you sit back at the table, ready to do the next round.