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True Stories: DiRocco's (1/3) 
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Author: giveittome  Published: 12/4/2006  story views: 1584


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I had just graduated from high school in 1982 from Greater Lowell Voc in Tyngsboro, Massachusetts. I was invited by some friends I had just recently met to a club called DiRocco’s in Tyngsboro (it has long since closed). I was very nervous as this was the first club I had gone to. All the night while my friends were dancing and bringing people over to introduce them to me, I was standing under a neon sign which read, “MEAT RACK” like a deer caught in headlights.

I never noticed it until I went to the bar to get a drink, and when I turned to go back I said to myself, “I’m not standing there anymore.” So I stayed leaning against the bar, watching the crowd dance.

A little while later I turned to order another drink when I noticed somebody next to me that I knew. So I looked up at him and said, “Hello, Brad.” He looked down at me and said the same and asked what I was doing here, and I just said to him probably the same reason you are here.

That’s when he asked if I wanted to go with him and get out of there, so I jumped at the chance and said, “YES” (he was gorgeous). I told my friends I was leaving and asked if they had a ride home. They said yes. So I followed Brad to his parents’ house where he dropped off his truck and then we left. Before I go on, let me tell you how I know Brad.

All through high school he was going out with a girl that was in all my classes. Brad was about three years older than us, so he didn’t go to school at that time.

Brad is 6’4” tall, short blond hair, clean shaven and built like a bodybuilder. He was a competitive triathlete; you know - the biking, swimming, running. So his body was SUPERB!

Anyway, we left his parents house and went parking in the woods in my ‘78 Thunderbird. We started kissing and pulling at each others shirts until they were off, then I went on to start sucking on his nipples, which drove him crazy. I started licking down his stomach. While I was doing this, I was unbuckling his belt, but he stopped me and told me not to be afraid. I said, “Afraid of what?” He proceeded to tell me that the guys call him horse in the showers, so I just said ok, thinking he’s pulling my leg.

But, Noooooo. When I pulled off his belt and proceeded to unbutton and unzip his pants, I reached in to grasp one of the largest cocks I have ever seen in my life even still to this day. It was 14 inches, maybe a little longer, and as thick as a beer can. I went down on that cock and sucked it for all I was worth and was playing with his kiwi-sized balls at the same time. I came off his cock and started licking around his balls, then taking one at a time into my mouth and playing with them with my tongue all the while stroking his cock. He told me to stop so he could last longer and have his chance to play with me, so he started kissing me again and pinching my nipples, which quickly erected like missiles. Then he started sucking on them while reaching under my arms and around my back

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