Ok, time for some porn! This'll get
your interest up.
Guys are great for the “bigger fish”
stories when in a group. One time a few years ago, I was listening to
a bunch of guys try to outdo the other with various ex girlfriend
escapades. That's when I realized I'd tell a quick story of how I
had the smallest fish story of them all.
I retold a goofy story about a blowjob
in a cellar of a girl I was once smitten with. We had met, were into
each other (as far as I thought) and one night the making out session
became hot and heavy and one thing led to another.
So, there I was!
With her head slowly moving and my 19 year old self was in ecstasy!
I thought: “Oh god she's sooo pretty!!” All I saw was every
positive thing about her at the moment. This went on for the long
time of two minutes when she pulled herself up and stopped.
I came out of my hypnotic daze and
thought, “Huh? What's going on?”
She tells me. “I can't do this...It's
wrong... and my MOM is upstairs too!”
I quickly try to convince her
otherwise. “Your Mom is busy, we're wicked quiet..I promise not to
make any noise! And it's not wrong!”
She counters “No, no, no...I can't
explain it...I really like you an' everything but I can't do this
now!”
I have to quickly debate her. “YES
you can! You were just doing it! C'mon...we'll be
reeaalll quiet!”
She was putting her shirt back on and I
was losing control of this situation fast. In my desperation to keep
this going, I told her we'll go into the shed in the backyard where
her Mom would never stumble upon us.
“The SHED?!! It stinks of gasoline in
THERE!!! The SHED? ” My romantic ideas were quickly shot down by
her even faster.
Every guy knows this feeling. Your hand
was just on a piece of candy and it's been suddenly pulled away. My
brain was screaming, “ARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”
The guys I told this story to stared at
me. One says, “You're telling us when you didn't get
it?
“Yep...how's that for a story?” I
tell them.
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