At the age of 21, I still hadn't gotten blown. I had some friends who talked about doing it with me, but all those plans fell through. Then one of my gay friends told me how sexy he thought I was and how badly he wanted me. I didn't want him though. He was 18 and I'm not gay. Although he wasn't an athlete, he was pretty well built. He had a solid rack of abs, peck and his arms were pretty well built as well. As we talked more though, I got more bi-curious. He had a huge 9" cock, while I was just 6 or 7".
We finally agreed to get together some afternoon. I picked him up from his house and we drove around trying to find a deserted place to do it. The first parking lot had people from a neighboring business in it, so that was a fail.
Next I drove to an abandoned big box store's loading dock, and we were good to go there. Originally we started in the front seats, but the center console was getting in the way, so we both got out and moved to the back seat. He removed my shoes and pants and started rubbing my dick. It was winter when we did this, so needless to say I was pretty shrunken at the start. Pretty soon after starting to rub me I was more relaxed and warmer, so my johnson was almost it's full 7" now.