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just something to think about
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just something to think about So a little story ,,, some truth some fantasy It was 1978, I am 18 hanging out after work on a Saturday night we all go bowling after work. I work at a cafeteria near the parks in the Orlando area. We go to midnight bowling in south Orlando. This evening we got into a heated discussion about nothing like young people do and I got pissed off. I went to the bathroom, and when I returned to the alley my "ÃÂfriends"ÃÂ had left me my car was still miles away at work. I looked around and realized I had been abandoned. This was not new to me. I had been on my own most of my life. My mom was abusive and my father was an alcoholic. This was way before cell phones and I dreaded calling home for a ride. I resolved to walk 20 or so miles back home. About me at this point I am 5' 11"ÃÂ tall 129 lbs skinny nerd and I look the part. As I leave the lanes and head out this is not the best part of town in the day much less at 2 am. A voice called out to me "hey are you alright? I heard you and your friends arguing what's up."ÃÂ I held back tears "they left me, I am walking." "this part of town is no place to walk at this hour, where are you going?" " I live in Kissimmee but I am not calling home, just going to make my own way." I recognized him now. He was bowling next to us with his friends. "ÃÂLet me give you a lift, it is on my way. My name is Carl." I was a bit relieved and apprehensive at the same time I needed a ride, he looked in his 30'ÃÂs and seemed ok. "Thanks I was not looking forward to a 20 mile walk, I am Phillip."He had a nice Chevy truck, I jumped in and we headed out. At the stoplight he looked at me " I have been watching you tonight you are cute.. I hope that does not offend you."ÃÂ I looked at him. I was very shy then and did not have any confidence in myself. "Thank you sir"ÃÂ was all I could say. We rode in silence for a bit longer then he put his hand on my knee, I did not protest and he rubbed my thigh. At 18 and I was always horny and never got any attention. This was not what I was looking for but I was interested in where it was going. "Slide over next to me"ÃÂ he said, almost commanding. I slid over to the center of the seat. He put his arm around me and played with my nipples through my shirt. I was fully erect, wanting to be touched by this man. We rode in silence for a bit, me squirming in my seat when he said "want to come to my place first so we can relax and get acquainted."ÃÂ Then he rubbed my hard cock through my pants. " I'ÃÂd like that ." ÃÂ I said in a whisper with my eyes half closed. We rode for about 20 minutes then turned off on a dirt road way back was a double wide mobile home. "I live here alone i like my privacy don't want any nosy neighbors ." I was so nervous, he opened my door and took my hand helping me out like i was a girl. putting his arm around me he grabbed my butt and squeezed. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "I want you." was all he said. I was shaking "I have never been with a man, but i want to be with you." We wend inside and sat on his<b> sofa </font></b>together. He looked at me placing his hand on mine. "I don't want you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, let me know if you want to leave I will drive you home now." I looked in his eyes then at his crotch I reached out and lightly touched his cock through his pants. "I want to be with you I want you be my first man." To be continued comment if you like please  |
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good
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I can relate to your narrative without trying to separate fact from fiction. I liked your narrative. We learn from what we yearn for and sex is about relationships that can be beautiful. Nice. Thanks.
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so hot cant wait till I read the rest of the story
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