How He Made Me His Whore Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

How He Made Me His Whore Pt. 01

This is the story of my first ever sexual experience, and how it made me unable to settle down with anyone.

It was my last summer as a boy, my first as a man.

One week into the summer break after senior year, and I was already feeling unable to do anything. I was excited about starting college soon, and even more excited to recreate myself.

I pulled myself from the bed, rubbing my eyes as I looked into the mirror.

I turned my body to the side, pulling down the skin on my lower abdomen to make my abs more defined. I pressed down on my briefs, pushing my throbbing cock downward as I stretched my other arm back behind my head.

My body was starting to look a lot nicer after I started working out more consistently this past year, but I still wasn't satisfied. I wanted more.

Especially if I wanted to finally get lucky with someone.

I was close one time. It was with Dana, and we were making out. But when we tried to have sex, I couldn't keep it up.

Because of the whiskey, I told myself.

My cock throbbed again and my eyes rolled back into my head. I started to rub myself, and soon a small drip of precum leaked through the sleek fabric.

A pounding on my door interrupted me.

"Come on Andy, let's get going." My dad's voice immediately made me go limp.

"Yeah, I'm almost ready!"

The car ride was in silence. We didn't talk much, and I didn't expect much more when mom forced him to drive me to my summer camp. But that didn't make it any less ...

... awkward.

"So are you excited for your first day? What was it again, basketball camp?" He asked, awkwardly.

"Wrestling camp."

"Oh, okay. Well have fun."

When we stopped, to my surprise my dad opened his side of the door. He walked over to the front of the car to meet me.

"Here." He held out the keys to the car.

"Huh? What is this for?"

"I'm not going to drive you to practice this week. My friends and I are going to go out, don't worry they're going to pick me up. Don't tell your mom, alright? Otherwise she'd find out you drove the car. Got it?" He smirked at me. "Be safe, you'll be fine."

I knew I'd be fine. This wasn't the first time he made me drive myself whenever my mom went out of town.

We departed, and I walked into the open door to the school gym.

It wasn't the high school that I went to, but the setup of the gym was pretty much identical. Two sets of bleachers lined the opposite walls, with mats set up on the floor in between.

The only thing my school didn't have was the group of men standing around the center of the room. Some of them were fully clothed, others in singlets. I noticed one even had the straps pulled down his shoulders, hanging on either side of his body.

I could see his defined obliques from the side. As he turned to face me, I was met by 8 perfectly defined abdominal muscles, and a v-line that cradled his crotch.

My cock twitched uncontrollably as he walked towards me, waving. I hated when I got these random boners. The way ...