A Couple Of Things When I Was Growing Up

I had to walk home after my guitar lesson. The shortcut was across the park. I came upon a homeless man who was masturbating his dog. I watched, he smiled while the dog humped his hand. A short time and the dog ejaculated into the grass. The man looked at me, his eyes were light blue, maybe grey. He reached for his pants, letting them fall to the ground. He took his penis in his hand and started to masturbate. I continued to watch, his erection blood red, slowly he ejaculated a few drops. I gave him the few dollars I had on me, walked by him and went home.

For weeks I dreamed of his dog ejaculating, and how hard he pulled on his penis to get a few drops. I never got aroused, it was more like obsessing over a story. A few weeks later my guitar teacher was injured on his motorcycle and lost his leg. When I went to see him for a lesson he was laid up on his couch, he was miserable. I practiced my lesson. When I was done I asked him how he was going to have sex, his leg was cut off at the hip. He told me his j*wels were fine. I took the blanket off his leg, he had on a pair of Bermuda shorts. I asked him if he wanted a blow job and a hand job.

I guess having this teen girl offer him a blow job was too much for him. I took his penis out and sucked it like my boyfriend taught me. Once he was hard I jerked him off while I sucked him and he ejaculated this thick white yellow stuff. He told me his penis burned. I wiped him clean with a tissue and told him I would get in trouble if he talked. That night I got very aroused, I masturbated until I came myself. I wasn't very good at masturbating.

I have kept this to myself, things growing up. I never saw the homeless man again. I took guitar lessons all the way through school, I never blew him again. I am not shocked by stuff, to me sex is like going to the bathroom. I outgrew my high school boyfriend, after nursing school I got together with another nurse, it took a year of living with her before I was able to give in and truly make love with her. I don't really know if I am a lesbian in the classic definition, I have only ever made love with her.

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