It was 1982, and I had turned x three months earlier. I had passed through that awkward phase of puberty and was an attractive kid; I played on the JV...football team and was reasonably popular. It was Christmas Eve, and I had gone upstairs to my room after spending the evening singing carols with my family. As I changed into my flannel pajamas I noticed a note on my pillow, so I picked it up and read the words that would soon change my life: "Ted, I have a special gift for you. Come to my study. The guy's name was Tony, and he had just put several inches of his righteously hard male anatomy right where it would do us both the most good. While he was laboring away, making both of us very happy, my mind started to wander.Boys don't understand this. Sure, as the crisis approaches all other thoughts leave my head and I concentrate on what's going on, how good it feels, and how it's going to feel really good in just a few minutes more, but before that wonderful moment my mind takes off on. I wanted to stay there but initially, I acted as if I don’t want to stay. Upon asking many times I said ok. So I dropped my parents and reached to my aunt’s house. Even though it was winter season that day was very hot and I pretended that I was having a severe headache.My aunt being very innocent said that she will massage my head so that I can get relief . She was an expert in massage. I changed into boxers and t-shirt so to expose my boner & She sat on a chair and I sat on the ground so that. Gliding my saturated cunt up and down the slippery shaft until I felt the glass ridges hit my swollen clit. I began slowly pressing my pelvis downward, until I felt the tip pressing against my entry. Slowly I worked my pelvis back and forth until I felt the tip slip between the entry way. I felt the smooth sleek neck easing in and out of the opening as I raised and lowered my hips. Each thrust lowered my lips further down the expanding neck as I looked onto the big screen. I saw myself riding.