before i even knew what foreskin was, you might have found me at the end of an uncut penis. it was just a dick, and i knew i loved that. the first man with one in my presence was very much sought after by all the girls in school. i had no knowlege of that, and only knew him as the friend of my sister's boyfriend. he was athletic, handsome, black haired and blue eyed...a dream at the very least, and straight as an arrow.
he and my sisters boyfriend were "comming down" from a 2 day high-ball (cocaine back then). he was passed out cold on our couch, and a candle was conviniently lit a few feet away from him.
he was out cold, and there was an unmistakeable buldge showing through his Levi 501's.
my heart was pounding HARD, and i was not in control of the actions that transpired. i was all of 12, puberty had hit a year earlier and hormones were running 50/50 w/the blood in my veins!
i poked lightly...i felt lightly...i got comfortable...i became bold...i unbottoned the fly...1...2...3..4.5...his pants were undone.
he was wearing boxers.
i reached in.
pulled it out.
is this the right thread to continue this story???