(Just a little back story, I was engaged to Lynn at the time, we were both 18. Lynn was about 5’4” 115 lbs, and a dancer/cheerleader in high schoo.... About shoulder length blonde hair with light hazel eyes. Tits to die for, perfect perky 34 C’s . I’m about 6’4” 195 lbs at the time and in pretty good shape from scholarships funning track and cross country, plus other intramural sports. ) Being the end of spring semester I had my room all packed up ad ready to go. I had plans to stay with Lynn. Sheepishly my right hand reached out and used just the tip of my fingers to run along the length of the shaft, mesmerized by how hard it was I didn't notice the shape of the tip until my fingers made it there. As I stared at my dog’s stiff cock I became lost in my own thoughts. So lost that when the toy finished vibrating out of me I hardly noticed. As my hand grasped his cock I smirked when he started hunching. Fucking my hand. I even felt myself start to laugh, that was until I saw his. What would I tell my boss at work?Officer Robinson opened the door next to me. He was smiling. I felt like throwing up. "Officer Smith is going to bring you in," he said. "I'll stay here until the wrecker comes." He looked genuinely relieved, to be rid of me.He pulled me out and put me into the back of other car, tears still streaking down my cheeks. It smelled bad back there, like someone had thrown up, and someone had used Lysol to try to cover it. The smell made me feel that much more. His name was Chris. And he was the first person to ever have adult-style, orgasm-oriented sex with me.Although Chris was a year older than me, he was in the same grade at school as I was. And we had been good friends ever since I was 6 years old. Even way back then, we were both very precocious children, when it came to being interested in all things sexual. And both of us liked girls a lot.When we were in the 5th grade at our elementary school, Chris and I gradually drifted apart, and we.