Realizing he had been groping me, I had a sudden adrenaline rush and was very excited. Groggy and confused I looked down in time to see Nate remove his hand. I woke up in the middle of the night feeling something RIGHT next to my penis, almost touching the side (over the covers and outside my clothing). One night when Nate was staying at my house, I was sleeping on my back, with a few covers on. This continued for a month or two, so naturally we all became good friends with Nate, and we would often all stay over at one friends house from the group.Īs friends tend to do, occasionally one (or more) of use would stay at Nate's, or he would stay at our house without the rest of the group. We loved it since he was our 'in' so to speak for the local music scene, of which we knew nothing. Anyway, Nate would take us to local concerts in the nearby big city almost every weekend. One of my friends started bringing this other guy around, we will call him 'Nate.' It was kind of odd because 'Nate' was several years older, and didn't seem to have many friends closer to his age.
At that time, my friends (who were all about the same age) and I were into a specific kind of music. So my first time with a guy happened around 10 years ago. This is a true story, written to the best of my recollection. **at all relevant times all parties involved were 18 or older**