My first time was quite the difference though, and I have my girlfriend’s fantasy to thank for that. We hadn’t been dating for long, but long eno...gh for kissing, hickies, and some petting, but wanted more. Being only teens, we obviously couldn’t just rent a room or something, but needed to be creative. My girl, “Jen” had always wanted to have sex on the beach. Being it would be my first time, I had no issue.We snuck some sleeping bags, beers, and Rumpleminz out to the woods and made up our. When we weren't working in the hotel we would go to the bookstore. She'd ride me on her bike while I hung on. When we drove town we'd listen to the same music. Mom did her best to teach me how to ride a bike, but I never could do it. Born with one leg shorter than the other, I couldn't get the right balance between the two pedals to keep the speed up to stay upright anymore than I could tell her how much I wanted the play sets of lipstick and nail polish that supermarkets sold. Though that. The nightlight lit up the room enough to show his lean whipcord tough frame. His body looked like a young man in damn good shape. His face was that of a sixty-year plus old timber bum. He glanced down at his cock. It was his pride and joy. It hung flaccid for nine inches. When he was hard he was an honest ten inches long and two inches across. In his prime, most of the whores in the lumber town refused to service him because of his massive tool and his proclivity for rough sex. "This little. “You have a nice body” Coach H told me. “You can sit down and start playing with yourself”. I sat down on the sofa and started stroking my cock. Coach H watched me for a while before he took off his clothes. He was still covered in hair. Coach H started stroking his cock. Once his cock was fully erect Coach H told me to stand up and face him again. As before Coach H told me to turn to the right, thrust out my hips, turn to the left, and thrust out my hips. “Your cock looks good from.