(⊙_⊙)？ Why are you reading this?
Also it was generated on InferKit
I had a tiny dick, you a big dick, and you were able to come at the drop of a hat, I was too hungover to do any work.
We hooked up anyways, and for some reason I remember not giving a shit about anything.
My problem at the time was that I thought you were really cute and very attractive but the truth is I was terrified of you, and I was a horny teenager and what you did to me was very real and very physical.
There was no going back.
You kept inviting me back to your house and what was worse the next morning I went to school and everyone was wondering why I had fucked your uncle.
I went to the kitchen where you were having breakfast and I gave you the full Tom Sawyer look.
You took it in stride.
You never said a word.
You did nothing but smile at me.
I have no idea how you did that.
And you knew damn well you were bad, but you did it anyway.
When I came home later I told my dad that you tried to suck me off.
You got mad at me for a second.
You didn't call me the next day or any other day, but the day after my fifteenth birthday we fucked again.
I hated the taste of cum but the day after that you called me and asked if I would come over.
You let me pick up booze from your house and you were super cool.
We fucked like wild animals.
We fucked for a long time.
We had sex four days in a row.
We drank a lot of beer.
We loved each other.
It was amazing to have a man that was so physically strong, that I had to be really disciplined, and that you let me do anything I wanted.
Every time I went to your house we had sex again, and again the next day.
For some reason I could not get enough of you.
The thrill and the fun of the danger of it, of being exposed like that, of having my pants pulled down, kept me coming back.
It was beautiful and sexy.
That's all I had in my mind at the time and I wanted to keep it alive.
The lust and passion and adventure that I had in my head was stronger than any desire to go back and start over with a skinny high school drop out.
I wanted you.
The thing is you did eventually get a girlfriend.
She was super cute.
She was a good looking blonde and she was a tiny little thing.
You met her when you went to a frat party, she was the cougar.
That was all bullshit anyway.
She was already a cougar at 18 years old.
You were hot for a cougar.
