My first experience happened right after I had graduated from high school in the late seventies. I lived in Huntington Beach and the summer after I graduated I would hitch hike to the beach and spend the day body surfing, sun bathing and looking at all of the hot girls. At the end of this particular day I was hitch hiking a ride home. This blond hair tan surfer type guy picks me up. We started chatting about this and that and he asked if I liked to party. I was a big pot smoker and beer drinker back then, so I said yes I did. He asked if I wanted to get high. It was a dry summer that year and I was dying to get high. So he made a u-turn and started heading up the coast to Seal Beach where he lived.
We arrived at this apartment complex called "The Oakwood's" and he took me up to his apartment. We smoked some weed and drank a beer. I had a leg cramp from body surfing that day and I was kind of limping when I walked. He noticed and said "Here take this pill and it will make you feel better". God only knows what that pill was. One thing for sure I was sure relaxed. He told me he knew how to massage muscles as well. The next thing you know he has me lay down on his bed. It was a studio apartment so his bed was right next to the kitchen. I am just this dumb eighteen year old kid so I did just what he told me to do. He started rubbing my sore leg. It felt good but at that time it was not sexual at all... at least I thought so. He started working his way up my leg and started to get his hand under my swim shorts. Remember this is the late 70's... they were pretty short back then.
