My first time

When I was a kid I read this page that was dog eared in a book in the corner of the bookcase, behind another book. It was a paragraph about how the writer he felt when the man kissed him, and held him, and he could feel the hot penis of the other man.  The man with the hot penis, turned him over and got on his back, and the in and out movement, the man on the bottom came into the bed as the man on his back came into him. I remember it, maybe not exactly, but the jiste of it. I remember getting hard, and that night masturbating until I came into the sheets on the bed. 

When the day came that a man kissed me and he undid my belt and my pants, when the man grabbed my penis and it grew into an erection, when I felt my pants down on my shoes. The man's hot penis against me, pushing, looking for my hole. I bent over a little to give him room, then bent over more until he found my anus and inserted his hot penis in me. My first time, but not my first, I had imagined it for a long time. I knew that I would like it, and I did. It was in the bathroom of the movie theatre at the matinee movie downtown.  This man in a suit, and me.  When he let me go I turned and grabbed his penis to kiss and rub his penis all over my face. I think it is the first time I ever made love to something, or someone. He let me, and I didn't stop until he came again all over my face and in my mouth. 

I rode my bicycle home with the shittiest grin I ever had.