Public sex story, but different
I'll keep it brief.

I had a wonderful friend at sixth-form: very intelligent, very beautiful and very funny. With long wavy, blonde hair and massive waps.

And she was keen on me, very keen. Which was not something I'd anticipated, being more than a bit of a geek at school.

Anyway, after one particularly drunken sixth-form party she suggested we get some fresh air. And after a very pleasant moonlit stroll around the local park's lake (softly quacking, snoozing ducks), she suggested we sit on the see-saw.

After we'd shared a cigarette, she told me how much she cared for me and wondered if I felt the same.

....to which I had to admit that I'd never really thought of her in that way as I'm gay, and assumed she'd always known.

Well, her night couldn't get any worse: An embarrassing admission of secret teenage desires, and no outdoor-sex.

It couldn't get any worse. It could- Upset, she leant back to make her escape, and put her hand in a big pool of cold, congealing spunk and fell off the see-saw.
( Tab Hunter Make this useless process end and so, begin again, Thu 23 Apr 2009, 15:44, Reply)