My first time

You never forget your first time.
I know I won't forget mine.
I was nervous. I knew that it was going to happen and my heart was pounding in anticipation. I had been thinking about it all day. How well would I perform? Would I mess up in some way embarrassing myself and her?
I needn't have worried. Although the nerves were in overdrive right up to when the moment began, they disappeared as I began to do my thing. People argue about whether to leave the lights on or off. In this case they were on. And they were bright. But I was losing myself in the excitement and ecstasy of it all. I didn't have time to notice the lights.
Soon, the climax approached. The sensation was amazing. I was confident. I was happy. I felt we complemented each other very well.
And then...it was over.
We had to have a break. As I began to relax I began to notice the things I hadn't noticed before. Greg was watching us the whole time...even giving us directions. He operated the cameras as well.
What?
Yes, there were cameras. It was my first time after all.
I didn't mind that I was being filmed. I even remembered there were probably thousands of people watching us. Whatever. I was so damn good that I didn't care. I wanted them all to see me. I guess I like to be watched.
Soon the break was over. That's when Steve came to join us. This was his moment. She and I just sit back and left him to his work. He was amazing as well. The three of us were engaged in a beautiful dance.
When it was all over, we laughed and hugged each other. There were congratulations. "You were so good," she told me. I grinned. I know I was.
It was simply amazing. I was born to do this.
You never forget your first time....












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