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When it does creep back into my thoughts, I find myself going back to that fateful time in my life, revisiting the experience, thinking about what actually took place but because I have mixed feeling about what happened, I eventually wish again to forget it ever happen. It all happened around the time when I had turned fifteen-year-old, a delinquent; skipping class to hang out with friends at the local game room by the high school. A group of us always hung there during school, after school, and on weekends and at the roughsex time, I had always been able to get a girl and I had several girl friends over the years, but being a rather shy young man, I was still a virgin, but that was all about to change. As I said, I was spending a lot of time at the game room near school during the day and had started to become good friends with a man that ran the game room, and for this story, I will refer to him as John. John was probably ten or fifteen years older than me, had dark skin and dark hair, and it wasn’t until a little later that I found out he was the owner of the game room. Everyone at the school liked hanging out up at the game room during the day and sometime, even into the evening, including me, and I really didn’t take notice of John to much at first, but I think he must have been watching me. He undoubtedly noticed how much time I was spending at the game room, and I think at some point, he must have decided to see if he could encourage me to be in a relationship with him. I really was somewhat naive and because of that I had no idea John was gay but it would soon be quite evident. teen All of my interactions with John were fairly innocent. Our conversations were nothing more than asking him for change to play on the machines or the casual, “Hello” as I entered the game room, but it soon progressed to him give me free games on the pinball machines when I was hanging out there and there were occasions when a few of the older guys that worked at the game room we’re offering me pot and pills, which I eagerly accepted. My friendship with John grew and soon he was asking me to go out for breakfast or lunch with him, which at first I was reluctant to do, but John eventually convinced me it would be ok. I liked the attention and I was actually enjoying skipping classes to hang out at the game room, even though my grades were hurting. The Proposal As I said, John had started taking me out for breakfast and lunch now,and I felt it was okay because had built up my trust and our friendship had become strong. Our conversations were always innocent, at least on the surface, however all the while looking for an opening that would entice me to sleep with him. With that said, there was one particular moment when we were out for breakfast that stands out as the turning point in our friendship, one that whenever I think about what happened, is the time that changed our simple friendship to one that was more of a relationship. It was a day, like any other day when John and I were out for breakfast, but this time our simple conversation turned to a conversation about sex and girls. I didn’t think anything of it at the time and when John asked if I had a girl friend, I told him no. He then asked if I had ever been with a girl, and as I mentioned earlier I had been with several girls but I had not gone all the way, and not thinking I said, “Yea.” But I think somehow, he knew I hadn’t, because he quickly said, “So you’ve had sex, huh,” and because I hadn’t had sex yet, I told him no. Our conversation paused for a second, and laughingly he asked, “Do you liked boys?” Looking at him sharply I quickly said, “No, I just hadn’t had the chance yet.” John quickly changed the subject by asking what hair color I liked, boobs, asses, etc., and when we laughed a little, I felt our conversation had returned to one that was more easy going, but John felt he had the opening he was looking for and so he needed to find out if there was a chance to get me in bed. The conversation paused and then John said, “I know you said you only like girls, I get it, but do you ever look at a guy and think, hey he’s attractive.” I again told him, “No, I don’t think about whether a guy is attractive or not.” There was a lull in our conversation but then he said, “Well, I think some girls attractive Hardcore but some are not so attractive,” and when I agreed, he continued by saying, “I also think there are some guys that are attractive too.” I was stunned, but he continued by explaining, “You know, some actors and actresses are kind of good-looking,” do you know what I mean.” I apprehensive agreed, and John chuckled saying, “See, I knew you understood that there are nice looking girls and guys, right.” I felt that our conversation was friendly once again and when our conversation paused again, John asked if everything was ok. I simply nodded saying yea, exgf everything was good and as he quickly tried to change the subject he told me that he really enjoyed my company and told me it was nice to be able to talk with me. Agreeing, I told him I enjoyed his company too, which I think made him realize he needed to keep his approach more subtle. The conversation was once again easy going 8teen and then he casually told he was sorry if he had embarrassed me. I nodded my head and told him it was ok. John smiled and as he said, “Good,” he quickly continued by saying that he understood that I only like girls, and as I looked up in agreement, he smiled at me. After a brief pause, John said, “Well, I need to tell you something and since you’re such a good friend I know I can trust you.” I inquisitively looked across the table and wondered to myself, “What is he going to tell me now?” She said "Shall we go to the exgf bedroom?" It felt so good just to be laying there with no clothes on. The fair was to be held at a hotel near the college where her classes were held and that she was expecting her notification letter on Monday. “No,” Angie insisted. It was now Tuesday and I hadn’t had any contact by Jackson, four days teen since he introduced me to black cock, I was now craving it. Sensing that he may need some comfort from the argument I wiggled onto his lap sideways and placed my head against his chest. The return of the Elementals is marked when the hands overlap, but this clock cannot be timed, for the mechanism runs fast and slow, and sometimes in sync. His roughsex tidy whiteys were bright in the cloudy light. Wrapping her arms around his sweaty shoulders, Jean panted and closed her eyes, focusing on 8teen his hot skin pressing against her own. We continued. Unh! Ash threw her arms over James' shoulders and pulled herself up to press against his lips again. “They’re my prisoners.” "What was it you wanted to say... Maybe we do need to talk sometime then. 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