What can I say? I've been a sex fiend since I was young. When my parents would leave me alone while they went out to eat, my little butt would be running around the house naked as a jay-bird looking in every single crevice imaginable of my parent's house to find something porn or porn type.
Sometimes I would strike gold, sometimes I wouldn't. Once or twice I ran across pictures torn out of nudie magazines that my Dad had, and other times I would run across soft core porn that my Dad owned. Yet, most of the time I bit the dust, my Mother was good at hiding things, way too good. I mean, I never even found where my parents hid Christmas presents for Christ sake!
Either way, I've always enjoyed every sexual thrill I could get. When I turned sixteen, my buddies and I even got the chance to sneak into a couple of strip joints. Yet, always ended with us getting kicked out by the bouncer.
I mean, I had a pretty good stature, I stand six foot even, I have red hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. I'm about an even one hundred and fifty pounds and have an average penis length of five inches (although I wish that could be better). So sex wasn't too hard to come by with me. Yet, I still liked the thrill of things that some girls wouldn't do.
All in all, I've been the average teenager.
Yet, that was just set the background of the main character. Me. So here goes my first experience ever with another man.
I've always considered myself straight, I've had several girlfriends over time, and have had very sexual relationships, it just seems my appetite is too large for my own good. So I try other things when I can.
Either way, my story begins on my 18th birthday. In my small little town there had always been one porn store. It's been there since the freaking 60s, and growing up near it I've always considered it the epitome of the places to spend my paychecks when I got a job.
So finally the day comes. I turn eighteen and get in my car and drive down to the porn store. My palms are sweating, my throat is dry, and my hands shake so bad that the car starts to shake.
Even though I'm nervous, I'm extremely excited. The pictures of naked girls keep running through my head. Of what they do to each other. Of naked breasts rubbing up to each other and of women taking each others pussies into their mouths. My little five inches begins to just quirk with the thought of things that I will see.
This was a dream come true. Anyways, to speed things up a bit. I get into the store, show my identification and begin to browse through the whole store. My mouth just continues to drool. I can't believe my eyes at have the things I see.
Dildos the size of horse penises. Videos of all prices, lengths, and types. Sex toys, everything! I couldn't stand anymore of it.
Finally, as I begin to find my way into the back of the store, I notice a curtain with a sign over head saying: "All you can watch porn. Eight dollars."
That's when my head starts spinning! I know eight dollars seems like a money to waist. But you have to realize that at this time I was going on two years without a girlfriend, and almost four years without actually seeing anything new, along the lines of sex.
I run up to the curtain and grab out the eight dollars as quickly as I can. The man at the door was a tall, brown curly haired man who stood about six foot two, (which is only one inch taller than I) he was about two hundred pounds, most of which was muscle, yet a small yet unnoticeable beer belly poked out somewhat. Anyway, the man took my money, and opened the curtain.
I was in hog heaven. As I stepped in I discovered a wall with about sixty videos total. I looked at the wall of videos playing and memorized all the lesbian vids that were playing at the time. I couldn't wait.
I ran to the nearest opened door and sat down in an eight by eight room with one little television and a bench to sit on. I couldn't believe this. It was like all a dream. A very wet and crazy dream, yet a wonderful dream none the less.
