My “first time” was in high school. I was a right halfback in theold t-formation and I had an offensive tackle, named 10-pounder (off allthings) who was one of the most excellent blockers in the town. this guy truly mademe look nice and paved the way for me to be all-city my senior year. One day after practice, schlong and I went back to his home and decidedto see some of his parents porno flicks. We got on the bed andwatched, the one and the other became very excited and hard, and he decided to do somethingabout it. At first, this chab asked if he could stick his pecker between mylegs and pump away. I wasn’t thrilled by the idea, but let him goahead. this chab came in no time and left an awful mess on the sofa. Next time we attempted this, this guy said this guy could probably acquire as hotand not cum all over the bed if that guy stuck his weenie up my ass, likethey were doing in the movie scenes. I let him try, but he had a ratherhuge organ and it would not go it. Or at least I pulled away, usuallyyelling at him and saying that’s a naive idea. One day after the season was over, we got real brave and took someof his parents beer out of the refrigerator and got a little highfirst. THIS TIME ramrod had the bright idea to take some of his Mom’sPonds Hand goo and grease up his dick. With both of us relaxedfrom the beer and his weenie slippier than hell from the cream, itfinally slid in.
I screamed like hell, but this chab just pumped away. After a minute ortwo, I started to relax and even with all the pain, noticed thatit actually felt admirable. To make a long story short, we engaged in thataction every other day until graduation. The night I got my all-citytrophy, this chab took me home and screwed my brains out. Years later, hehas six kids, a great wife and home. Yet whenever i’m asked overfor dinner, we head for the library and relive the best part of ourhigh school days.