Every touch of her soft skin upon your body, and yours upon her. Every taste of her sexual energy and sweet juices have lead you to this moment hun. S...e awaits you. She wants to be your first. She wants you to slide inside of her and become a man. This is your day. Your perfect day that no one can take away from you!" Amanda whispered into my ear from the side. Her warm breath flowing upon my ear and neck. Her hand caressing my chest back and forth. "Go to her, be with her. Fuck her!" She ended. It was about 10am that day, and I was more than a little hung over. Three solid days of vodka, rye, beer and shooters will do that to a person, though. You see, on that Tuesday evening, I had caught my boyfriend with another man, in my own bed, and once I’d yelled at him and kicked them both out, I’d sought some solace at the bottom of a few bottles. In any case, I’d been sitting at the bar of a local greasy-spoon diner, nursing my headache with a cup of coffee, when Trevor had come over and. “It’s when you produce semen from your penis. You know what semen is, right?”“No. How do I make it come out?”“Well, one way is to rub you penis. That funny feeling you get is the start of it”“ Can you show me?” OH! GOD! I THOUGHT YOU’D NEVER ASK! Said the inner me.“Ok, sit on the edge of the table for me” He did as he was told so that his balls sat on the table and his cock pointed straight up. I stood in front of him, still with my jeans and pants around my thighs. Do I stand or kneel? I. Fuck what I could do with those, he thought. “Oh, hi Scott, yeah I have seen you around. Come in out of the wind and I’ll get you a hot drink,” she beckoned. She remembered she had seen him moving into the house four doors down. She had noticed him because she loved new people moving into the neighbourhood and she particularly liked older guys, so he had caught her eye. She closed the door behind him and snapped the latch down. “Come through Scott, I’m Evie. This is my parent’s place and I’m.