It's all there, including the famous & not-so-famous list. By the way she's all for gender equality now and doing casts of female rock-star boobs. And you can buy her T-shirts.
Thanks for two great stories, Gregwhite! I loved your post.
How old were you for your first suck? What sort of underpants was he wearing? That was a risky seduction, just coming out in his underwear like that. Why did he think you'd be game? You capture the passion of that moment. Thanks again.
You remind me of an early experience. My best friend's parents were away for two weeks. We were about 14, and he had the run of the place while his parents were away, which was thrilling for kids our age.
One day, he announced he was going to shower. He undressed in another room, and came out wrapped in a blanket, naked underneath. We started to sexually tease one another. I made to rip off his blanket; he'd run away laughing. We tweaked one another's groins, chasing each other and screaming. Finally, I did rip off his blanket, but he grabbed it right back and wrapped himself again. I pulled off his blanket several times, loving the sight of his penis flapping wildly as he tried to avoid me. At last I grabbed his penis and stroked it, and he was still for a few seconds. Then, he became very embarrassed and asked me to leave.
Soon after, he disappeared for about two months, and school rumors said he'd had a nervous breakdown and been sent to a hospital. When he came back, he'd grown several inches taller. He told me he'd discovered Hitler's "Mein Kampf" and become a Nazi! As a Nazi in good standing, he couldn't have anything more to do with me. Despite my pleas, he never spoke to me again.
What's extraordinary is that he stuck to his silence for our adult lives. We used to ride the same commuter train into NYC, and whenever I saw him (this was 20-30 years later) I always said hello, and he always pointed his nose in the air, huffed, and walked away. Once, on a crowded train, he sat next to me for a half hour, ostentatiously avoiding eye contact. Finally, near Christmas, I gave him a big smile and wished him a Merry Christmas. His face softened, and he returned the wish. It only took about 30 years, but that was our orgasm. Talk about delayed gratification.
The difference between our stories is obvious, but I actually enjoyed my 30-year seduction, and I still sometimes think of his waggling penis with pleasure. That was a "first time."
