Chapter 01 - My Sexual Growth Started at Eighteen as a Senior in High School
Author's Notes
What began as a short memoir of how I met and married Jill - the 'love of my life' - has turned into a multi-part chronicle of our titillating adventures. We've had adventurous lifetimes of pleasure sharing our sexual abilities with desiring partners of all ages for mutual unbridled rapture in and out of bedrooms. Being successful self-employed consultants allows us to travel and have a unique flexible lifestyle.
Sharing our experiences allows readers to
vicariously live our sexual growth and experiences
from young adult to today; including my marriage to Jill, and our marriage to Jana. Highlights of our lifestyle include size queens, big thick cocks, threesomes, moresomes, double-breasted mattress thrashers, large breasts, private sex clubs, and plenty of carnal knowledge!
All characters and partners are at least eighteen years old. Comments are welcome.
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Discovered in my Senior Year of High School
I am tall with blond hair, a medium build, and I have a large strong '9x8' cock (9 inches long and 8 inches in girth). It is as thick as a soda can and my tight balls are the size of large eggs. I am not the longest or the thickest, but I am a unique combination height, length, girth, stamina, and caring attitude. Due to my God-given gift and my accommodating friendly demeanor, life has been good!
Starting when I was eighteen-years-old and a senior in high school, I grew up quickly and learned how my 'gift' satisfied desiring women and most importantly how to have stamina and self-control. Many life-changing encounters and experiences occurred in rapid succession. Where there was a mutual will, there was a mutual way to engage.
I didn't know I was unique until others got a look at me naked and I became an attraction. In other words, guys in gym class would tell their older siblings and friends that I had a big dick. This fueled the curiosities, desires, and actions of my classmates, teachers, and neighbors. At the end of the school year, proof of admirations is in everyone's yearbooks. In mine it was 'Hope to see all of you over the summer', 'I will miss seeing you dangle around the track, 'Carefully feed those college girls inch-by-inch, Stud', 'Tripod, you and Blake have a great summer', 'You make a horse jealous', 'Send me its zip code', 'Be careful jumping over hurdles in college'.
My maturing cock hung large in front of my big balls and often grew uncomfortably hard. I learned how to solve the discomfort by jerking off with my fist using my mom's hand lotion. My older sister had girlfriends that liked to tease me with their firm large breasts bouncing around in thin tank tops and skimpy bikinis at 'tease the younger brother' sleepovers. Little did they know, I jerked off to vivid images of them more than the magazines I had collected. In my senior year, two MILFs deflowered me and gave me a great deal of training time to hone my skills! They were a great alternative to hand lotion and my fist!
It was the start of my sexual adventures - an innocent and exciting time! To think my generation created the computer that enabled today's social media chaos!
Gym Class and the Girls' Locker Room
Word got around school about me and my 'gift' due to showering at the end of Gym class. We saw each other - all shapes, sizes, and colors. I never saw myself different - no big deal. Well as it turns out I had a big deal. One of the guys told his older sister and I was marked.
In Gym class, during swimming, I always attracted a crowd in my speedos; especially after I would watch the girl's swim coach with her long blond hair and hard body! It didn't help matters that our PE coach nicknamed me 'Donkey Cock' in front of others!
In the middle of my senior year, I was leaving my locker room and was aggressively surrounded by a clique of eighteen-year-old girls waiting outside their adjacent locker room. "Blakey Boy, do what you are told or else!" I was not sure what was happening - Heather the head cheerleader did most of the 'ordering'! They pushed me into their locker room and Heather ordered me to show them my penis. I was shocked, clumsy, and confused.
Two of the girls helped pull down my pants and they stared at the bulge in my 'tighty whities' while I stood there with my pants around my ankles. I couldn't have run if I wanted to - funny thing I didn't want to! They stared and made comments that my bulge was bigger than anything they had ever seen. They gasped when Heather pulled down my briefs and I sprang out and started to harden. She grabbed my cock, lifted it, and in her tiny warm hand I grew to full strength to their amazement. She didn't stroke me or else I would have shot a load across the floor.
The next period bell rang and they quickly dispersed. I stood there stuffing my hard dick in my pants when a couple of older girls walked in. "I see Heather and her girls got the showing they wanted. We missed it, but we will soon find out."
I will never forget the first time of another person's hand on my cock and being judged in public. I really liked it! Over the years, my wives and I have met other well-hung men who shared the same experience - different schools and different 'Heathers'.