My "First" Time
Remember your first time? Oh, I remember like it was yesterday. I have only shared this experience with my closest friends. Heck, my wife didn't even know until I wrote this article. Now she watches me very closely when I tell her I'm going "out"! This article is a very graphic description of a young adolescent coming to terms with the racing surge of testosterone that led to this momentous occasion. (I must caution readers, the following is for mature audiences only) I was only 14 (yes, many years ago), but oh, the memory of this blessed event will be forged in my brain forever. I had just returned from watching one of those "movies" that lead to this type of activity. I was desperately looking for something to try my hand at (no pun intended). As I searched around my bedroom, I realized I would have to do this thing solo. Then, there was an unexpected knock at the door. One of my older, high school buddies with wheels (actual wheels, not massive thighs from years of squatting) told me about a "secret" place that would fulfill all of my fleshly fantasies. We arrived at what appeared to be an old warehouse, but once inside, I realized we had entered the Temple of Pleasure. The bevy of beauties before my eyes caused me to step back in quick desperation as I considered what I was about to do. Several questions raced through my mind!! Would my mom approve of such activity? Could I be arrested for this? Will this do something weird to my young adolescent body? What if I catch something? All these questions were only for a fleeting moment. And, I do mean fleeting, because I could not take my eyes off the virtual playground before me. I was literally having a hard time breathing as I considered all the things I could do with these beautiful playthings. Oh, I forgot one other question! The ultimate question! How much will this cost$$$ (I mean, I had heard about these kind of places from more mature friends) Let’s face it, most 14 year olds do not have this type of discretionary income. Okay, I digress. I'm going to cut out the formalities that were required to get in this place and get right to it. I soon found myself experiencing the most incredible pleasure in my whole life (Yep, all 14 years of my brief life). I had never felt or "seen" this type of sensation. Oh boy, as my young body shook from this orgasmic experience, I felt euphoric, even heady. It was over way too quickly. I knew I was hooked, just like a junky; I wanted to do it again, and again, and again.. All my questions were answered in that one moment in time: 1. Mom would approve (hey, it's natural, right?) 2. It is legal, in most states 3. My body would never be the same (I never saw this part of my anatomy get so big in such a short time) 4. I didn't catch anything, at least not this time 5. Finally, how much was this experience going to cost? The "owner" of this establishment told me I could come back and do this as much as I wanted to for only $15 a month, to which he added: "You really enjoyed those squats, didn't you boy"