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I was sharing stories via PM with AAP and wrote a long, detailed account of when I was 18 and first had sex with another guy. I've thought about it and feel like since I spent so much time typing this fucker, I should share it with other people.
Ok, in oct 2003 during my senior year I worked at Papa Johns as a "counter guy", which means I looked handsome in the Papa logo and waited on walk-in customers. There was this guy named Burnando who worked as a full time driver.He was 20 and looked kinda Italian, but wasnt. I didnt talk to him at all because frankly I thought he was a loser for delivering pizzas, especially since he drove a shit car and was the only older person who delivered. (yes I was real snotty, my parents were rich and I was spoiled)
so anyway one night we did start talking and he was ok enough. I noticed he had this habit of keeping a real direct gaze while he was talking to me that kinda made me uncomfortable and horny. He was usually real passive and only the asst manager seemed to know him at all. Finally one night he had to take me home when my asshole bf wouldnt take me home one night. So we talked and he just straight fucking asked me if I liked guys. LOLOL....I was like "uhh...uhhh...whaddaya mean?". He was like "nothing" and laughed me off. I guess I had the deer in the headlights look, kind of like SoKlu at Walmart. After that I started looking at him differently cause I knew he was either bi or gay and that he seemed into me. I did a little real tame flirting for a few weeks I guess until one night I was one of the closers.
Burnando calls up and starts blatantly fucking booty calling me. Just talking hardcore straight sex...and I'm wigging the fuck out. So now I have my dad's car and he knows it and is telling me to come over the his house right now. 'Ok I'll come over'.
He turned out to live in this scarey mobile home park. Oh god it was bad, I thought I would see Needto and Angel there. Not dangerous or anything, just crappo. So I see this place and I'm like "oooh my god what the fuck am I doing??" I seriously almost left, but went on and knocked.
He had just gotten out of the shower and his long thick, shiny dark chest hair was still damp. He was wearing a silk red speedo with obviously no bra underneath. I remember the the mixture of his bath scrub and his shampoo smelled really wonderful. He had perfectly straight, white teeth and just flawless skin. So we sat down on the couch pretty much hip to hip, with me on his left. We just chitchatted and watched Pumpkinhead on tv. It seemed like a long time, but probably wasnt more than 30 minutes before we started kissing.
now let me stop here to say that I had never even KISSED a dude before. Nothing, nada.
Everything was just perfect. ANYTHING could've derailed this for me, funky breath, acne, a little BO, dirty hair....so many things, but he that moment was just perfect.
He was a great kisser....aggressive, flirty, deeply passionate....Jesus he really was fucking amazing. I started getting getting all up on him and he started teasing me by pulling back and stopping the kiss. Honey, he knew exactly was soooo amazingly sexy. I still compare everyone to him.
Anyway, finally he took off the red speedo. His bush was pretty much natural, but neatly trimmed. He had a soft penis. Full, but firm legs, and full, rounded nipples that were screaming gyno. I remember looking at all this, but not being sure what I wanted to do to it, or where to start. He knew that too, so he took off my shirt and put my left hand on his cawk. I just kind of aimlessly caressed him cause I swear I was just overwhelmed. It was so weird, but erotic as a motherfucker. He teased my nipples, first with his thumb and forefinger, then with his mouth. He just real lightly tickled my nipples with the tip of her tongue, then gently sucked and lightly grazed them with his teeth.
I was still wearing my shorts, she hadnt even touched my cawk and I swear to God I was probably 85% to orgasm. Seriously. I was so horny and the whole thing seemed so dreamy I swear it was like I was high or something.
So he told me to stand up and I did. He told me to undo the snap on my shorts, and only unzip them a little and slowly slide them down off my hips. I did. I was wearing full red cotton tighties like BBF would wear and they were completely stuck to my scrotum. they looked like someone had poured a pitcher of water down my pants. I cant remember really anything he said verbatim, except one thing. While still seated on the couch and me standing in front of him in my soaked undies he started sliding the back of her forefinger up and down on the ouside of my undies across my bulging cawk and said "your cawk likes me, doesnt he?"...'your cawk likes Burnando". I swear to God my knees knocked I was so turned on. I was completely his bitch right then.
I think I put my hands on my hips, not sure, but just kinda stood there quivering.
He told me to kneel down in front of the couch. I did. The floor was wood and hurt my knees, but I didnt really notice. He slid forward on the couch, and spread eagle with his feet propped on the edges. If he said anything I dont remember. His cawk was pink and smelled like his raspberry bath scrub. I just looked at it for a few seconds and leaned into it and just started doing everything I'd liked to have done to me. He gave me a little instruction, but mostly just let me go at it on my own. I did taste it when he started to drip wet and his hips did start moving up and down a little, so I know I was at least doing something right. We switched out and he got on the floor. He started in with the same teasing action he'd used on my nips, but I was too far gone and popped anyway. He said something about me being naughty (because I came real quick, not sure) and almost entirely stopped. After a while he got back to it for real. Then Eat big discovered he liked booty love, cause Burnando went there. Not in it, just on it and around it. OMG. When he came back to my cawk I came so hard I peed a little bit.
Then we relaxed for a minute. Then we went into his bedroom and I had Round 2 on him. He did cum that time, but not big at all. (I did not have the skills. )
Then we went back out in the living room and he made us poptarts. LOL....later he was leaning over his loveseat to pick up her phone that he kept back there for some reason, and I licked his ass. I only did it playfully for a second, but I guess I kinda wanted to try it too. he started talking all nasty to me again about how I liked doing that so I kept doing it for a few minutes. Then she flipped over and I ate him again. That was the closest I came to owning him. He came pretty good that time.
Anyway I got home at like 3:30 in the morning and the police were in my parents driveway. OOOOPS! Eat big was in trouble again. But that's another story. Moral of the story is that Eat big likes to eat big.
I was sharing stories via PM with AAP and wrote a long, detailed account of when I was 18 and first had sex with another guy. I've thought about it and feel like since I spent so much time typing this fucker, I should share it with other people.
Ok, in oct 2003 during my senior year I worked at Papa Johns as a "counter guy", which means I looked handsome in the Papa logo and waited on walk-in customers. There was this guy named Burnando who worked as a full time driver.He was 20 and looked kinda Italian, but wasnt. I didnt talk to him at all because frankly I thought he was a loser for delivering pizzas, especially since he drove a shit car and was the only older person who delivered. (yes I was real snotty, my parents were rich and I was spoiled)
so anyway one night we did start talking and he was ok enough. I noticed he had this habit of keeping a real direct gaze while he was talking to me that kinda made me uncomfortable and horny. He was usually real passive and only the asst manager seemed to know him at all. Finally one night he had to take me home when my asshole bf wouldnt take me home one night. So we talked and he just straight fucking asked me if I liked guys. LOLOL....I was like "uhh...uhhh...whaddaya mean?". He was like "nothing" and laughed me off. I guess I had the deer in the headlights look, kind of like SoKlu at Walmart. After that I started looking at him differently cause I knew he was either bi or gay and that he seemed into me. I did a little real tame flirting for a few weeks I guess until one night I was one of the closers.
Burnando calls up and starts blatantly fucking booty calling me. Just talking hardcore straight sex...and I'm wigging the fuck out. So now I have my dad's car and he knows it and is telling me to come over the his house right now. 'Ok I'll come over'.
He turned out to live in this scarey mobile home park. Oh god it was bad, I thought I would see Needto and Angel there. Not dangerous or anything, just crappo. So I see this place and I'm like "oooh my god what the fuck am I doing??" I seriously almost left, but went on and knocked.
He had just gotten out of the shower and his long thick, shiny dark chest hair was still damp. He was wearing a silk red speedo with obviously no bra underneath. I remember the the mixture of his bath scrub and his shampoo smelled really wonderful. He had perfectly straight, white teeth and just flawless skin. So we sat down on the couch pretty much hip to hip, with me on his left. We just chitchatted and watched Pumpkinhead on tv. It seemed like a long time, but probably wasnt more than 30 minutes before we started kissing.
now let me stop here to say that I had never even KISSED a dude before. Nothing, nada.
Everything was just perfect. ANYTHING could've derailed this for me, funky breath, acne, a little BO, dirty hair....so many things, but he that moment was just perfect.
He was a great kisser....aggressive, flirty, deeply passionate....Jesus he really was fucking amazing. I started getting getting all up on him and he started teasing me by pulling back and stopping the kiss. Honey, he knew exactly was soooo amazingly sexy. I still compare everyone to him.
Anyway, finally he took off the red speedo. His bush was pretty much natural, but neatly trimmed. He had a soft penis. Full, but firm legs, and full, rounded nipples that were screaming gyno. I remember looking at all this, but not being sure what I wanted to do to it, or where to start. He knew that too, so he took off my shirt and put my left hand on his cawk. I just kind of aimlessly caressed him cause I swear I was just overwhelmed. It was so weird, but erotic as a motherfucker. He teased my nipples, first with his thumb and forefinger, then with his mouth. He just real lightly tickled my nipples with the tip of her tongue, then gently sucked and lightly grazed them with his teeth.
I was still wearing my shorts, she hadnt even touched my cawk and I swear to God I was probably 85% to orgasm. Seriously. I was so horny and the whole thing seemed so dreamy I swear it was like I was high or something.
So he told me to stand up and I did. He told me to undo the snap on my shorts, and only unzip them a little and slowly slide them down off my hips. I did. I was wearing full red cotton tighties like BBF would wear and they were completely stuck to my scrotum. they looked like someone had poured a pitcher of water down my pants. I cant remember really anything he said verbatim, except one thing. While still seated on the couch and me standing in front of him in my soaked undies he started sliding the back of her forefinger up and down on the ouside of my undies across my bulging cawk and said "your cawk likes me, doesnt he?"...'your cawk likes Burnando". I swear to God my knees knocked I was so turned on. I was completely his bitch right then.
I think I put my hands on my hips, not sure, but just kinda stood there quivering.
He told me to kneel down in front of the couch. I did. The floor was wood and hurt my knees, but I didnt really notice. He slid forward on the couch, and spread eagle with his feet propped on the edges. If he said anything I dont remember. His cawk was pink and smelled like his raspberry bath scrub. I just looked at it for a few seconds and leaned into it and just started doing everything I'd liked to have done to me. He gave me a little instruction, but mostly just let me go at it on my own. I did taste it when he started to drip wet and his hips did start moving up and down a little, so I know I was at least doing something right. We switched out and he got on the floor. He started in with the same teasing action he'd used on my nips, but I was too far gone and popped anyway. He said something about me being naughty (because I came real quick, not sure) and almost entirely stopped. After a while he got back to it for real. Then Eat big discovered he liked booty love, cause Burnando went there. Not in it, just on it and around it. OMG. When he came back to my cawk I came so hard I peed a little bit.
Then we relaxed for a minute. Then we went into his bedroom and I had Round 2 on him. He did cum that time, but not big at all. (I did not have the skills. )
Then we went back out in the living room and he made us poptarts. LOL....later he was leaning over his loveseat to pick up her phone that he kept back there for some reason, and I licked his ass. I only did it playfully for a second, but I guess I kinda wanted to try it too. he started talking all nasty to me again about how I liked doing that so I kept doing it for a few minutes. Then she flipped over and I ate him again. That was the closest I came to owning him. He came pretty good that time.
Anyway I got home at like 3:30 in the morning and the police were in my parents driveway. OOOOPS! Eat big was in trouble again. But that's another story. Moral of the story is that Eat big likes to eat big.
