Rick,
Yours was the first penis I ever saw up close to my face. That was pretty traumatic. I didn’t intend to see, but apparently YOU intended I see it, since you whipped that thing out at me and pulled my face close. Nothing like being 13 and having some wobbly, slithering tube-like structure coming at your face like I was stuck in some messed up 3D porn flick with tentacles.
But I got over the penis thing. Because you were also my very first French Kiss. Ooh, how I’d read about that and had seen it in movies! It looked so romantic! I was young, but what the hell, I was game. To me you were an older, more experienced boy of 15!
Dude.
WTF was that? You are NOT supposed to lick my face! They did NOT do that on my TV! And slobber? Really? So much spit everywhere. Dripping saliva, feeling like I’d just smashed half a cantaloupe around my chin, mouth and nose!
You turned me off trying any further french kissing for 2 years.
Thanks a lot man.
Posted on Tuesday, 21 July 2009
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