My First Date (m/m)
I went on my first date at sixteen. The guy I was with was eighteen.
We had gone out to a movie theater to see some shitty movie,
and decided to make out instead. He was the best kisser I'd
ever encountered. Even though he was an idiot, I can still
remember thoroughly enjoying the feeling of cramming
my tongue down his throat.
Anyway, we kept making out for about an hour until we started
getting frisky. He was pawing at my dick, and licking at
my neck. I suggested that we go to the bathroom where we wouldn't
be seen.
We walked down the aisle and entered a small room seperating
the lobby from the theater. There, he pushed me against
the wall and kissed me again. He then unbuttoned my shorts
and slipped his hand therein. He stroked my dick and said,
I quote, "How big IS this thing?" Still makes
me smile when I think of that.
Soon thereafter, the door swung open as we had our hands
down eachothers' pants (I loved the feel of his dick).
I jumped back and said something like, "So I hit him
square in the jaw. That moron never talked to me again, by
God." I'm pretty sure the woman who had opened
the door knew what we were up to, because she walked through
there pretty quickly.
So off we went to a bathroom stall where he proceeded to suck
my dick. I was -very- nervous that someone would see us,
so I tried to hide my feet behind the toilet. He kept giving
teeth and gagging, so it didn't feel that great, and
when I tried to suck him off or feel his ass, he would pull
away. I still don't know why.
Anyway, he eventually decided not to suck me off, saying
something like, "Not like this, " whatever
that means (he had a history of one-night stands, and said
he was tired of it. That may be what he was getting at), so
we stopped, went back to the theater, and made out some more.
I saw him a couple more times, and we kissed some. Then we
decided not to be sexual with eachother 'cause he found
a new boy. I talked to him and remained friendly until he
left my city, at which point I lost contact with him.
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