I then had to walk a block to my truck because he didn’t want me to park his driveway. I quietly opened the door and stepped outside. Luckily he had a door that led outside in his room. It obviously didn’t feel very pleasurable so I never ended up… Uhm… finishing.Ībout 30 minutes into the disastrous encounter, his mother comes home. He put the ziplock over my dick and tried to suck it. He went to the kitchen and got a ziplock bag (I kid you not). Neither of us had any condoms so he decided to get creative. He wanted to try preforming oral on me but didn’t actually want to put his mouth on my bare penis. We jerked each other off for a few minutes but soon grew tired of it. His mom was still at work and would be for the next hour or so. I was pretty horny so I got in my truck and drove to his house. But, then it was a struggle.Īnyway, one day I had just gotten home from Hawaii with my family, I got a text from you know who asking me to come over. Now I find it funny because I have my own set of friends and am much more sure myself and what I stand for. In middle school, he was only nice to me when it was beneficial for him. He was (and probably still is) what you call a “follower”. You see, I use the word “friend” lightly. The conversation was usually nothing out of the ordinary and then would unexpectedly take a sexual turn. I had been texting an old friend back and forth for a couple months.