As he watched the bus drive off, it felt as if he had been cast adrift in the open sea. His heart sank, and Daniel felt terribly abandoned. He sat dow... on an empty bench and waited. Surely his mentor would come, whoever that might be. Daniel fell asleep for what seemed like hours, but only a few moments actually passed.“Evening, kiddo,” Daniel heard someone say. A million thoughts and feelings rushed through his mind at once. It simply couldn't be. His heart raced as he stood up, turned around. Our bodies are pressed together. Our arms are pulling us tightly together as our hips are slowly, sensually beginning to do that natural mating dance. My hand gradually finds the snap of your shorts and unsnaps it. Your hand has released mine also. We are in no hurry as we stroke each others body and begin to work our way into that secret, private zone where our passion is beginning to center itself. Our hands and fingers work their way under our clothing seeking the pleasures we know are. None was more than sixteen. He mustered out that fall.By this time, he was reading voraciously, philosophy, history, but was limited in his math, so science was a problem. He took a night course, and ended up living with the pretty teacher. She pushed him all the way through calculus, and badgered him to take the college entrance exam. When he did amazingly well on it, he applied for a GI scholarship to the University of Arizona. The teacher was pissed off he was leaving LA, but he was tired of. Peter was an average looking eighteen-year-old guy, not a total hunk but not ugly either. He got his fair share of dates in high school with a number of attractive young ladies. The one thing that was not average about Peter, however, was his penis. At about 4 inches, and not too thick either, Peter's penis was seriously underwhelming. He could wrap his fingers around it when erect and almost completely cover it. His testicles were average size, but this only made his shaft look even smaller in.