We all have first times, well maybe not all, but us lucky ones will remember it for as long as we can. Me, well it might have come later than normal, I was never that lucky with the ladies when I was back in high school, but the way in which it came about, I would not change at all.
It was one of my closest friend's ideas. He later told me it came to him because he was sick and tired of having one sided conversations. Ever since high school he had been telling me stories of his exploits, and all I could do was listen. At first you would think he was bragging, maybe even making it up as he loved having an audience. But if you knew him as well as I did, you would know it to be the truth. He was unashamed and would go into as much detail as his audience demanded, even if it would show him in a slightly embarrassing situation.
"Hey Daniel! Tell us again how you creamed yourself before you could even start", one of the bullies would laugh.
Daniel would just have a slight grin when replying. "Yeah maybe when you can eventually get someone to allow you to even touch her beforehand, you might do better. Maybe you can tell me in ten years, if you even get a chance by then."
I used to think about his stories when lying in bed, imagining myself in his shoes, doing anything and everything he did to all those women. Every night my imagination would match his stories and experiences, while his stories got more involved and advanced over time, so did my fantasies.
A couple years after high school he eventually got bored of having one sided conversations, and one day confronted me directly.
"Reuben! When are you ever going to get laid? I want to talk about these things together, it's boring with one person doing it alone."
He smirked at me when saying that last sentence and I didn't know if he meant it as a playful jibe at me having to go solo, or just plainly talking about how boring it was when, he alone, was telling stories. Knowing him, it was probably both.
Embarrassingly I told him that I was just too nervous to seek things out. That it was getting harder and harder to go through with it because my lack of experience was psyching me out.
"Anyway." I continued. "Even if I did go all the way with some chick, I'll probably be too embarrassed to even talk to you about it."
"Nonsense!" He exclaimed. "I'll make sure that when it happens you'll find it easy to talk to me about it."
I remember being in disbelief when he mentioned that, but I did not know just how easy he would make it.
A couple days later Daniel invited me over to his place. He was very adamant that I come over, but would not tell me why. Also, having no idea that he was planning anything was probably for the best, as I would have found a lame excuse to miss it.
On arriving at his place, Daniel invited me in. He seemed a little more animated than usual and practically pushed me into his room with the promise that he was going to show me something.
I was pretty startled to find that I was not alone with Daniel. He didn't mention having other company over, and this was not normal company either. It was Hailey, Daniel's girlfriend. Well I wouldn't call her his girlfriend, more of a friends with benefits type of person. I had met her once before at a party, but by now I knew quite a bit more about her than a normal acquaintance would. Daniel often spoke about Hailey and what they would get up to together.
"Hey Reuben!" Hailey shouted, smiling at me while coming in for a hug. "Nice to meet you again."
Curiously I looked over at Daniel while hugging her and made the best reply that I could muster. "Hi."
You see, I had a strong crush on her, probably developed by all the stories that Daniel would share with me. How she moaned when Daniel thrusted in her. How easily she could get off with just the application of his fingers. How her long brown hair would get all matted up and sticky from a facial.
Many a night would I picture her under me; her small feet on my shoulders, my hands on her subtle breasts, all the while I effortlessly entered her. How tight it would feel and how smooth it was as she had not a single hair below her neck. I would just last a few minutes on this fantasy alone before having to clean up my own sticky mess.
"Reuben, you remember Hailey right?" Before I even had a moment to answer, he answered for me. "Sure you do, from all those stories I would tell you about her." Now I was embarrassed, how could Daniel say that in front of her? Surely she would figure out that I would think about her intimately.
"Oh don't worry." Daniel continued as he saw my shocked expression. "She knows I talk to you about everything."
"Yeah, don't worry." Hailey replied quite playfully. "I kind of enjoy knowing that what we do is not a privately kept secret. In any case, Daniel and I talk about you too."