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Dropping The D
This episode is also available as a blog post: https://smirkfiction.wordpress.com/2022/04/02/dropping-the-d/
Dropping The D
Tonight I finally lose my virginity. The church bells rang through the city today and every "ding, ding, dong" really said "Cum, Cum, Came". I waited so long to finally marry the right woman. I never even touched myself in fear of wasting just one love making session that my wife. Nobody knows the moment it all ends, the last time I make love, the final quivering thrust that causes my dick to fall off.
I know a guy, Nick, he thought his erections lasted forever. Everyone knows that forever ends at the worst moment. During Sex-Ed, he stood up and told the teacher he starts and ends his day nutting in a sock. We all laughed, the teacher just smiled. Ms. Phallic told him to open to the second page of the book to see the outcome of all that cum. Instantly page two showed a lot of nothing. Literally, the pelvis of the second page displayed a flat, smooth, Ken doll like pubic region and a diagram of the testacies moving into the lower intestine bringing the urethra to merge seamlessly into a pocket right above the butthole. My face went instantly white, but I luckily believe in science. Nick laughed then told everyone his uncle sleeps around and his genes makes his jizz different than everyone. A few guys believed him.
On graduation day I caught him crying in the locker room. He screamed about wanting more time. Nobody knew a way to calm him down. I grabbed his shoulders. Told him to breathe and tell us the details. In a face full of tears, he admitted that last night his girlfriend sucked him off, literally. Through his sobs he bragged about it, that it felt great, the warmth of her mouth, the slippery wet tongue flipping it around, and her inner cheeks rubbing the head like a velvet cloth and right then, it fell off, in her mouth. We all gasped. Nick cried even harder. Apparently she spit it out and threw up. It made us all feel bad, but I felt relieved that all the waiting I decided on meant that I made the right choice.
Finally tonight I know that the woman I love, loves me, despite the short comings life throws at us. Nick and his girlfriend never spoke again after that day. I never thought that story made complete sense. I thought maybe Nick embellished a few details, but one day I ended up at a bar, talking to the girl that dated Nick in high school. She confirmed all the details and we laughed for hours. We laughed until the next day. We talked all night and then the next night, then the next, we even talked last night and laughed. Now tonight we take the first step to laughing the rest of our lives together even after I drop the D.
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By Johnny RoqueThis episode is also available as a blog post: https://smirkfiction.wordpress.com/2022/04/02/dropping-the-d/
Dropping The D
Tonight I finally lose my virginity. The church bells rang through the city today and every "ding, ding, dong" really said "Cum, Cum, Came". I waited so long to finally marry the right woman. I never even touched myself in fear of wasting just one love making session that my wife. Nobody knows the moment it all ends, the last time I make love, the final quivering thrust that causes my dick to fall off.
I know a guy, Nick, he thought his erections lasted forever. Everyone knows that forever ends at the worst moment. During Sex-Ed, he stood up and told the teacher he starts and ends his day nutting in a sock. We all laughed, the teacher just smiled. Ms. Phallic told him to open to the second page of the book to see the outcome of all that cum. Instantly page two showed a lot of nothing. Literally, the pelvis of the second page displayed a flat, smooth, Ken doll like pubic region and a diagram of the testacies moving into the lower intestine bringing the urethra to merge seamlessly into a pocket right above the butthole. My face went instantly white, but I luckily believe in science. Nick laughed then told everyone his uncle sleeps around and his genes makes his jizz different than everyone. A few guys believed him.
On graduation day I caught him crying in the locker room. He screamed about wanting more time. Nobody knew a way to calm him down. I grabbed his shoulders. Told him to breathe and tell us the details. In a face full of tears, he admitted that last night his girlfriend sucked him off, literally. Through his sobs he bragged about it, that it felt great, the warmth of her mouth, the slippery wet tongue flipping it around, and her inner cheeks rubbing the head like a velvet cloth and right then, it fell off, in her mouth. We all gasped. Nick cried even harder. Apparently she spit it out and threw up. It made us all feel bad, but I felt relieved that all the waiting I decided on meant that I made the right choice.
Finally tonight I know that the woman I love, loves me, despite the short comings life throws at us. Nick and his girlfriend never spoke again after that day. I never thought that story made complete sense. I thought maybe Nick embellished a few details, but one day I ended up at a bar, talking to the girl that dated Nick in high school. She confirmed all the details and we laughed for hours. We laughed until the next day. We talked all night and then the next night, then the next, we even talked last night and laughed. Now tonight we take the first step to laughing the rest of our lives together even after I drop the D.