Coming to my senses
Ch. I
Ok, this is my first nifty story, please bear with me, as to this fact. If you have any problems with homosexuals or lesbians, please do not read on. I am Puff, you may e-mail me at PuffWHS2003@juno.com, please let me know what ya think after reading this.
So many thoughts ran through my head, how could this be happening? How could this be? I mean I was raised strict Church of Christ for..... the thoughts trailed off into my head. How could an open minded person just turn into a bisexual. Not only that but this 5' 7" jock nailed the star of the football team, we will call him Dustin. Lets define Dustin, he is an all American boy who would be the boy next door, he would just be locked in the closet of his home!! He was 5' 9" really REALLY buff football/baseball player who also did power lifting. He was not only buff and all that, he was popular and boy were his hands huge.
I had no clue what was happening that night in his ram, I just knew I liked what was happening and knew he did to. I felt fulfilled for the first time in a long while, see I did the whole big and bad scene at school, slept with a lot of girls, but never found what I sought for. What happened in Dustin's truck made me really wake up. The way his penis pulsated when he was about to cum inside my hot tight ass. The way he moaned right before he exploded into my mouth. See this was not only my first time, it was his to. I mean who would have thought a Baptist and a church of Christ funny huh?
I had to call someone and tell of the event which had just taken place. I chose my lesbian friend, Crystal, she was in several relationships with girls. She was in a current one with a semi dykish girl who had cheated once. This had only made there bond closer and more loving. She just told me to give it time and to let this fling, burn out or come into light. This I did, but, me and Dustin only wanted each other for sex, I realized after 3 months. Night after night of wonderful sex can only go so far. Dustin came over to my house when my parents were out of town once, this was the time I decided to break it off with him. He agreed and they made one condition, to stay best friends with a lot of extra benefits!!
So I went on and saw an associate from school one day in Taco Bell, his name was Jake, he was also an all American boy who I had been obsessed with for a long time. I sent an anonymous letter to him when I was a fist in High school, and he was number one on my "wanting to get to know better" list which someone nabbed, copied, and dragged my name through the mud with. There was just one thing keeping my and Jake apart, he was as strait as a pirates walking plank. Although he knew how to dress and of my sexuality, he still flirted with me, although I knew this was all a joke, deep DEEP down I wanted him, and I wanted him bad. The way I wanted to feel his hot breath on my neck, how his nine incher would feel penetrating my body, or sliding down my throat. I would go and watch him at power lifting meets and pretend(while I masturbated) that he was pumping me up and down, the way he did those barbells. Ok, now we need to define Jake, he was an all American boy who was also in baseball, football and power lifting. He was 5' 9" and was 180, really really big n buff, he looked like he should be posing for Abercrombie ads. And the way he smelled, I would get horny just within 500 feet of him he would get all eight inches of me up in a heartbeat.
But what was happening to me? Now I am in love with a strait guy, which has a girl friend, and I was also finding it hard not to stop loving Dustin. This made me more confused. By now, I was in summer school, sitting 2 desks away from Jake. But away from Dustin, who after we broke up, decided he would play it safe and nail some girl not on birth control. But he still loved to come to my house and play and loved it when I went to his. He also loved it when I brought James, my 13 inch, pulsating/ vibrating dildo which I use only on occasion. I loved being around Dustin, his hands were so big, and he loved giving me massages, I really enjoyed my time with him. But when we made love, I sometimes imagined it was Jake. He would never look away when he climaxed, he would always want to look at me, and made sure of that, in all our positions. I was in the middle of summer school, when a friend invited me over to his home, his name was Randall. He plays base drum and drives a cobra. Randall is only six inches, 6' and only like 140. He is really really skinny and has no pecs, a major one for me, but I learned the boy knows how to fuck and does it good. Me, Randall and Dustin all make plans for this weekend, my parents are going on a cruse and they will be gone for six days for sure maybe even three weeks. I want to be stretch by the time they get back, and plan on giving a lot of head, while they are gone. I can't wait to see who will get my "best fuck of the year" award.
This is where this chapter will end, I gotta leave you hanging, sorry. I will try and write at least a chapter a week. Remember you can e-mail me at PuffWHS2003@juno.com, if you want to get in touch with me, I am also on AOL Messenger, DavidB15/Rainbowdave2003, msn messenger, Rainbowdave2003@hotmail.com, and on yahoo messenger Rainbowdave_84_03 thank you for reading and please feel free to write me