A Day at the Beach
Posted on: May 21, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I'll never forget the first time I was with a man. Actually it was my best friend. We use to hang out and party a lot when we were younger and I would always get messed up first and would pass out, sometimes leaning over on Willy's lap. He would never push me away or say anything and I often wondered if he might be into fooling around but I would just shrug it off and forget about it. Then the strangest thing happened. Years later Willy called me up and told me he was coming over to see me and that he was on vacation. I was excited I hadn’t seen Willy for six or seven years. I told him that I happened be on vacation too. Well when Willy showed up we had a good time reminiscing and drinking a few beers. The next day we went to the beach and talked about checking out chicks and that maybe we’d get lucky but no such luck. Well after along day at the beach we came back to my house. Willy said, “I need a shower.” “Feel free to use my shower, the hot water works better there.” As Willy was taking his shower I started think about those days when I would pass out on him. The beer buzz I had mixed with the fantasy thoughts started working on my mind. I tried to forget about it but it would not leave me. I walked into the bedroom to ...
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