I am a firm believer, that we have no more choice, as to what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table.
It was the middle of the summer, when I was going into the 8th grade, when it happened.

I was kinda bored, to be honest, when all of a sudden, the phone rang. And it was a girl from one of my last classes, calling to invite me to her party.

No, I wasn't that popular, in fact , I couldn't even figure out why she had invited me. Because she really didn't like me but later I found out why. She had invited me because of a little girl named " Karen."

Karen was kind of a plain girl, that had been in our class. She never wore make-up or dressed sexey or anything like that. In other words I guess I'm saying, that I really didn't like her. But all of that was about to change, before the little game of spin the bottle, was over.

I was totally uncomfortable, when I got there and there was really nobody there yet, that I liked. So again, I wondered why I had gone, in the first place.

Everybody was standing around looking bored, like I was and that's when " guess who " karen came up with the idea, of playing spin the bottle. Everyone agreed except one " me."

There really wasn't any girls there, that I wanted to kiss and I guess that they felt the same way about me. I don't know.

Anyway we agreed that all of the kissing would be done in the closet, where none of us would have to be embarrassed about doing it. That was ok with everyone, even me.

I kept looking around and the more they spun the bottle, the more I thought, " I might like to kiss " Missy, " the girl that had invited me but the bottle kept going right by her, every time I spun it.

Even though I was sad about it going right past her, I was glad that it hadn't stopped on " Little miss prim and proper " karen. Kissing her I thought, would be about as exciting as watching " paint dry."

And then it finally happened, only it wasn't me that had spun it, it was " Karen," little miss prim and proper. And she let out a little squeal, like she had won the prize and i sat there feeling weird because the prize that she had won, was me. " Nooo."

Honestly, I wanted to get up and run. I [ DID NOT ] want to go into that dark closet with " Karen."

She jumped up and almost " ran " into the closet and stood there waiting for me to join her.

I felt like the dog, that was being taken in, to be fixed and already knew, what was going to happen and wanted to get out of there, really bad. But everybody kept telling me to hurry, so that they could spin the bottle again.

I wanted to tell them to just go ahead but I really didn't want to hurt her feelings because I knew full well, what that felt like. Because I had been hurt, afew times myself.

Finally, I decided that it wouldn't be all that bad. That all I had to do, was to touch her lips lighty and then we could both get out of there.

As soon as I was inside, she closed the door and we were standing, facing each other, in the dark. And that's when it happened.

All at once I felt her little tiny fingers, touching me, on my mouth. Like she was trying to tell me to " Be quiet " or whatever.

And then I felt her little fingers undoing the buttons, on my levis, as she kneltdown in front of me and pulled my little dick out. Whimpering, as she slipped her little mouth over the end of it and started sucking on it gently. Making me want to pee, really bad. Or at least that's what I thought it was because I had never been sucked before and didn't understand the feelings.

I was totally lost and couldn't believe, that little miss prim and proper " Karen " liked to suck dick. But there she was doing it and there was no doubt that she liked it. Because of what her little tongue, was doing on the end of it. " Circling it," I was to learn later.

Again I felt like I had to pee and I tried to tell her but she pulled back from it and whispered, " No that's it, that's it, do it " and the next thing I knew, I was doing it. Peeing in little Karen's mouth and hearing the little gulp, gulp, gulping sounds, that she was making, trying to keep it from going all over her.

I couldn't believe that she wanted to drink my pee but it wasn't until later, that I found out that she wanted me to cum and was just as surprised as I was, when I started peeing.

When I finally finished peeing, being proud of myself because I had done, what she wanted me to or so I thought. Until she told me different later and I was totally embarrassed, about what I had done to her but she didn't seem to mind because we became good friends, after that.

As she raised back up, she kissed me right on the mouth and I felt really weird about that, as I buttoned my levis back up and then she opened the door.

And that's when the whole room said, " Wow, that was some kind of kiss. " And I looked at her and she was blushing and I whispered, " It sure was," and we both sat back down and they started spinning the bottle again.

anonymous readerReport

2013-03-01 01:35:43
At last! Sometinhg clear I can understand. Thanks!

anonymous readerReport

2012-10-17 08:59:11
write more stories, big turn on, have more peeing in him


2007-01-24 22:29:19
I'm a firm believer, that we have no more choice over what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table. PEACE...MILKER

Since some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking....Milker


2006-07-31 00:20:39
i think the story was great it was a bit short but thats fine
make part 2 longer


2006-06-13 15:03:58
Since some of you may not like this story and what it's about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that's up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that's more to your liking. Peace...Milker

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