My first CD - Sex Stories

My first CD

It all started in 1999....cue flashback noise and fade out sequence.... I was just a teenager and lived in a small little redneck town, not far from Boise. I was fairly normal I suppose, I played on the football team, rode dirt bikes, hunted and fished. I was a bit on the nerdy side, I suppose, I did well in school, was always writing poetry and playing the occasional game of D&D with my buddies. We were semi poor, though not on the verge of starvation or anything as dramatic as that. But we did live in a trailer house, I wore hand-me-downs and most of our possessions were used, though it really never made much of a difference to me. I had from a very young age been intensely interested in girls, long before my friends I often dreamed of kissing and dating the girls at my school. Ahead of my time I suppose. I often read my mothers harlequin and cheesy romance novels, attempting to learn and emulate the men in them. I was determined to grow up to be the perfect lover, strong yet sweet, hard yet tender, well learned and physically sculpted. Unfortunately, I had very little practice...well non to be honest. I was fifteen years old and hadn't so much as even kissed a girl. Don't get me wrong, girls found me fascinating and cute but I always came on to strong when they showed interest. So more often than not I found myself locked in the bathroom reading erotic novellas and masturbating fiercely to alleviate my frustration. Until that fateful night in October that is...dun dun ...

... dunnn! It was a few days before Halloween and I was lounging on the back porch with one of my best friends. His name was Austin. Austin and I had always been tight, both sharing a penchant for geek culture, we would always be roleplaying and talking about medieval armor and ancient Viking weapons, or other such nonsense. I was quite a bit more athletic than Auzzie, he never played sports and was always buried in a book during P.E. He was rail skinny, and his skin although unblemished by puberty was pale. He had very fine features and often rumours abounded that he was "gay" although I knew that wasn't the case. We had often talked about girls and the clumsy dirty things we wanted to do to them, but I digress. We were sitting on the back porch that day smoking some weed Auzzie had stolen from his b*****rs sock drawer out of a pop-can pipe and we had hit that reckless giggling-uncontrollably-and-saying-really-dumb-shit stage, when the subject of Halloween had come up. We were griping about being too old to trick or treat and get tons of free candy like 'back-in-the-day' when Auzzie mentioned that his parents were having a costume party. Of course this was going to be an adult affair with copious amounts of booze and smoking, but nonetheless Auzzie was encourage to invite his 'little friends' to come and dress up. Well since I really was the only person who qualified as a friend to Auzzie he asked if I would go. "What the hell am I going to go as?" was my first question of course. ...