Chapter 1 - Big Dave, An Autobiography
In Chapter 1 you meet me at age eighteen and my first sexual experience with Rachel.
Dave
Hi, my name's Dave and I have an enormous cock.
"Yeah sure!", you're saying, "Who doesn't in these stories?", but I can assure you it is very large. I also produce copious amounts of cum.
Now, while having an enormous member might be every man's dream, especially in these days of readily available internet porn where no man is seemingly less than nine inches in length, I can tell you it's not without it's drawbacks.
Believe it or not, but not all women cream their panties at the thought of being penetrated by something that could possibly hurt. Some do, but not all.
And clothing is very unforgiving, especially if you get the stirrings of an erection while encased in tight jeans. That can certainly make your eyes water.
But I managed to develop a kind of Zen mind state where I found I could tap into the mechanism that controlled my tumescence and switch it off when I needed to. No more embarrassingly noticeable erections while watching tv with the family! I also had the ability to control precisely when I would cum, or at least be able to restrain myself for longer than most.
You might be assuming that a large cock would mean plenty of early sexual experiences but, in my case, you'd be wrong. While it did lead me to a career in the 'Adult Entertainment' industry, my initiation to manhood came quite late.
In fact my first proper sexual experience happened when I was eighteen.
Let me take you back to the nineteen eighties.....
Rachel
It was the end of school for everyone in my year. Exams sat, lessons ended.
We were all now eighteen years of age and looking forward to going to college or finding a job.
It was a very hot summer that year and, for what I hoped would be the last time, I walked along the shaded dirt path which ran alongside the school playing fields and led to the housing estate where my family lived.
This was out in the countryside and between the school and the housing there were still farmers fields and small, wooded copses.
In the winter the walk could be brutal and muddy, but in the summer it felt like just what you needed after being cooped up in an exam room for four hours.
I was lost in my own thoughts walking alone on this path when I started to notice female voices behind me.
I turned and glanced back, and my heart sank.
Three girls were walking up the path towards me.
Serena Smith was in the centre, taller than the other two and the leader of their little gang. Dyed blonde hair, too much make-up, her school tie tied short and loose contrary to school dress code but just her pathetic two fingers up at authority.
Jane Carmichael was to her left. A shorter, somewhat stocky girl, with short hair and a mean face. She was known as Serena's enforcer, though that mostly meant picking on other girls these days.
To Serena's right was Rachel Jones. A little taller than Jane but still only shoulder height to Serena, Rachel had a kindly face with delicate features framed by auburn hair tied back in a ponytail. I was kind of pleased to see her as we had been friends years ago, before puberty kicked in and things changed. She had always been a nice girl but for some reason she liked to hang with Serena. Maybe it was for protection from other bullies, or maybe she liked the thrill of being in a clique of bitches.
I turned back to face my direction of travel and carried on walking.
"My boyfriend says you had a stiffy in the showers." It was Serena, of course.
I ignored the comment and carried on walking.
"Fuckin' homo!" she shouted.
At this I stopped and turned to face them. The three girls stopped about ten feet away from me.
I stared at Serena and for a moment her gaze faltered but then she steeled herself and matched my stare.
"Your boyfriend has a vivid imagination, Rena. I wonder why?"
I knew she hated being called Rena, as often some bullies would turn that into 'Renal'. She was obviously also uncertain about her boyfriends predilections.
She snorted. "They all go on about your fuckin' dick but I bet it's nothing special."
"Probably isn't," I replied, "but you'll never know."
"Ha!" she cried, "Too scared now?"
I frowned, "Scared of what? You?" I laughed and looked at Serena and Jane with contempt.
Jane kept glancing up at the taller girl, awaiting the signal to attack me. She didn't look happy about it, as she knew I was no longer an eight year old she might stand a chance with in a fight, but was now an almost fully grown man who could certainly cause her some hurt if she tried anything.
"If you are so sure of yourself then let's have a look." said Serena much to the shock of the other two girls.
"You want me to get my dick out?"
Rachel said: "Leave it Ser...." but Serena silenced her with a look.
Serena: "Yeah. C'mon. Show us or we'll just have to tell everyone how disappointing it was. Just a little worm."
The other two laughed at the joke made by their commander.
Threats to ruin your reputation were somewhat hollow now that school was done, but we did all still live in the same villages and towns and even when approaching your twenties some of these silly things still mattered.
I considered what she was asking.
"Okay," I said, "But you have to reciprocate."
Jane looked puzzled.
I continued: "I show you mine and you show me yours!"
Both Rachel and Jane were now starting to object to Serena's idea.
"Fuck off." she responded, "One dick for three, that aint fair."
Pathetically my schoolyard sense of right and wrong kicked in and I had to agree that it wasn't a fair trade.
"Just tits then." I offered.
The three started squabbling with Rachel and Jane very much not up for this. I chuckled as Serena tried to impose discipline on her recalcitrant troops.
Eventually the whining died down and Serena stepped forward. I thought for one comical moment she was going to offer to shake on it!
"Where?" she asked, since although the path was deserted apart from us four, there was no guarantee a dog walker or jogger wouldn't come along at any moment.
"The Groundmanshut" I replied, all in one word, which was how the infamous Groundsman's Hut had become known.
It was a simple timber shed on the edge of the playing fields at the furthest corner from the school buildings and backed on to a thick wooded area. We all knew the path through to it from those early days of smoking and, for some lucky people, making out. It provided just enough seclusion.
Serena agreed and the other two reluctantly followed. I let them go ahead and Rachel gave me a stare as she passed me, making me feel somewhat guilty.
We all arrived at the clearing and luckily there was no one else utilising it.
"So?" asked Serena.
"Well, you guys first." I said cheekily, leading to another eruption of dissent in the ranks.
In the end we agreed that the girls would unbutton their regulation white blouses, unfasten bras and be ready to lift them, and I would drop my trousers and be ready to drop underwear, and on the count of three we would expose ourselves.
We were ready. My mental Zen was working hard to keep it flaccid.
In unison Serena and I counted "1....2....3"
I pushed down my underwear and the three girls lifted their bras.
Jane actually had a pretty decent pair of breasts. Maybe a little saggy, given her age, but the skin was pale and smooth and her nipples were invitingly perky. I smiled as I stared at her and I saw her blush and smile back at me, but her eyes were also darting between my face and my cock.
Serena's breasts were rather unexpected in that they were much smaller than I'd imagined. The nipples were also tiny and uninviting. Then the realisation hit me: Serena wore padded bras!! I chuckled at this, and also at her wide eyed expression as she stood there looking at the dangle of my dong.
Rachel. Oh my god, Rachel. Beautiful breasts. Lovely proportions, firm and pert, nipples that just begged to be sucked. I looked at her face which was beetroot red. She glanced at my cock and back at my face and licked her lips.
The silence seemed to go on for many minutes. What a strange tableaux we must have made.
Then Serena spoke: "But it's not hard." She sounded a bit petulant at this.
"You have to pay extra for hard." I replied.
"What?"
"Full monty." I responded, at which the spell was broken and Jane and Serena started squabbling.
Rachel was still staring at me and I at her.
"I'll do it." she said.
The other two girls stopped their bickering and turned to her in surprise.
"I'll do it." Rachel repeated.
"Zen, zen, zen." I thought frantically.
"Not here," I said quickly, "In the shed."
