Baby pubes

Sometimes I use varying free networking sites that target dating and/or casual sexual encounters. More often than not I don't wind up closing the deal--there's a lot of weirdos to be had when your initial impression of them is made via internet. Somehow while browsing local users I stumbled across a one-timer from many years ago when I was working in some swanky sandwich shop.

Well, swanky in comparison to McDonald's I suppose.

He still looks not a day over 15 as he comes up on 25. This was prior to me accepting my sexual attraction to baby faces for what it is--I had guilt almost immediately afterward. I picked him up while making his sandwich, it couldn't have been more than 72 hours later that he was fucking me (poorly, I'm sad to say) in his bedroom. We were closing in on done when his grandmother started calling a name from downstairs... except it wasn't his name. After he smoothed things over--I was faking it loudly, by the way--he takes me out of the house. I've never had an old woman look at me with such utter hatred before. First time for everything I guess.

Like I said, the sex wasn't great. His rhythm was off, his balls were saggier then I had expected, he was incredibly awkward. I can overlook/fix all of that on my own if I want to make a sexual experience gratifying. I know how to get myself off on thought alone out of necessity, which happens to be situations like this. Except I don't think this guy had ever trimmed his pubes in his life. Hairless face, arms, chest... all that hair had chosen to sprout solely on his testicles. Either he had never noticed (an idea I find hard to believe), or no girl had ever told him that he should at least have the courtesy to trim if he was planning on getting laid.

I can't recall if I gave him head, which is probably a much greater blessing then I realize. I just remember the disgusting feeling of his pubes touching my freshly shaven vagina. They were long, and straight, and obviously this has scarred me badly enough that I still remember the specifics of his pubic region to this day.

To all you baby-faced boys out there that I will someday (hopefully) cross paths with: please trim. Please, please, please. I cannot enjoy the twisted kick that is me pretending to rob you of your innocence if I have to acknowledge that puberty has in fact long since ended.