I was cold, there was a draft blowing over me, and neither my boxers nor my socks were doing anything to shield me from the breeze.This is not how I r...membered my bedroom feeling.I went to take a fistful of my sheets, only to feel cool dirt sift through my fingers. My nostrils finally registered that earthy scent that’s been surrounding me, and the little panic at the absurdity of everything finally forced me to open my eyes and accept the truth.This was not my bedroom at all.My bedroom had a. His house was small, only two bedrooms, a bathroom, a little kitchen and a living room. And in one of his bedroom was a big box with a door. The box looked kind of like a stander with a paded door with a hole where somebody's ass. My friend saw me looking at it and asked, "do you want to get in it?" I said, "OK." He came over to it and got a key off of the table that it's next to it and unlock the door and open it. In it was four paded boards, one was for my legs, stomach and chest. " he said. "What's your name?" I told him and we went into his empty house and upstairs to his room. He showed me the game and then sat me on in the desk chair with him so that we were leaning up against each other. I wasn't used to being in physical contact with another person so I was a little uncomfortable but I soon got into the game and didn't realize how much he was touching me with his leg and patting me on the back and grabbing my neck every time something happened in the. This takes me back to senior year in high school in June. I was a pretty straight-edge guy and quite naive. My first time was not planned, and it was an unexpected surprise. She was a blonde standing about 5"3 with an athletic build – the volleyball type. We had been in the same English class the entire semester and she had a boyfriend. Because of her relationship I didn't expect her to put any moves on me. I stood about 5"9, lean and muscular. I was a baseball player, and she loved baseball..