A Fateful Encounter
Author: markerss, Source: sexstories.com
The encounter that I am about to tell has stuck in my mind and I have for so long tried to put it out of my mind, but periodically I find myself slipping back and remembering this particular time. This all happened many years ago, but when I think about this one time, it feels like it had just happened. It may be that I wish it would happen again or that I could somehow go back and relive the experience all over again. I have mixed feeling about it, but when it creeps back into my thoughts and I end up thinking about what actually took place, it seem to take me back to that fateful time in my life but then I wish again to forget it ever happened. This all happened when I was a fifteen-year-old delinquent that was skipping class and always hanging out at the local game room by the high school. After a short time, I had started to become good friends with a man that worked at the game room by the high school. He was slightly older than I was and later I found out he was actually the owner of the game room. Everyone at the school liked to hang out there during the day and even into the evening some days. I did not really notice him to much at first, but I think he must have been watching me, and noticing all the time I was spending at the game room, and I think he must have decided to see if he could encourage me to have a relationship with him. It all started out fairly innocent at first and our conversations were nothing more than me asking for change or the casual, “Hello” as I entered the game room. However, it progressed to the point where he was giving me free games on the pinball machines when I was hanging out there and in time, it grow into him asking me to go out for breakfasts and lunches from time to time. At first I was unsure but eventually I did go with him for the occasional bite to eat. Somewhere along the way, I even started receiving pot and pills from some of the older guys that worked at the game room and it was enjoyable to skip classes to hang out at the game room, it felt like a home. Whenever we did go out for breakfast or lunch, our conversations were innocent, at least on the surface, but now as I look back, I am sure he was looking for an angle to get me alone as he built me up so I would feel comfortable enough with him and hopefully I would be willing to have sex with him. There was one particular day, when we were out for breakfast, when our simple conversation turned to a conversation about sex and girls, and he asked if I had ever been with a girl. At the time, I had been with several girls but I had not gone all the way and in a way I think he felt that I might be a virgin, because he asked me if I had gone all the way. When I paused he immediately he said, “ You’ve never done it before, right.” I smiled and admitted that I had never done it before and smiling back at me he asked, “Why not?” He then asked, “Do you like boys?” I quickly, said “No!” He then said, “Okay, okay, so you’re a virgin,” and when the ...