Been A While Since I Became A Man, Down Across The Border

I had a friend in the tenth grade who was born in Laredo. He had family there that owned a ranch. His grandfather on his mother's side was of Mexican decent. The summer after the 10th grade he invited me to the ranch for a couple of weeks.

While we were there we went four wheeling, and watched TV. His grandmother cooked for us. His grandfather offered to take us across the border. My first time, there, and what we were going for. We went to this high class whore house.

The girls were all dressed nice, but we were treated to a nude dance, which was up close and personal. First time I saw that up close, to touch. We got to pick, with which one we would become a man.

The sex ritual was keeping our dick out of them, everything but that. We lost control as we got a BJ. We got a face full of titty. After being hung out we finally got a dick in pussy. We went back to the ranch feeling tall. The grandma smiled at us, you are men now.

We remained friends for several years, until separated by jobs and life. But that trip down to the border will always be one of my best memories of growing up.