How He Made Me Top

Growing up, I had a typical small-town life, playing with friends at the park or when the adults got together. I had both male and female friends, it didn’t make a difference to me. That changed a few years later when puberty hit, and I began to notice there was a definite difference. High school arrived, and I began to go on dates. Even though I was a skinny guy, I was popular and had a few steady girlfriends. Time flew, and I was off to college, still a virgin. That changed during the week of freshman orientation. I met a girl at a party, and spent the evening chatting and drinking beer from the keg. She was bright and witty, a bit on the skinny side (like me), and rather plain looking, but I was enjoying her company, so I stood and talked, and kept refilling her cup. A few hours later, we were both good and buzzed, and we hit a lull in the conversation. I shuffled my feet, and looked up at her, then burst out laughing. She did the same, then surprised me grabbing me and planting a wet sloppy kiss on me. I kissed her back amid cheers from the other people nearby.
“C’mon, lets get out of here.” she said, grabbing my hand and leading me to the door. We walked a couple of blocks back to the dorms, and made our way to my room without getting caught. Then our clothes were on the floor, and we were on my bed. Even though I was and still am a skinny guy, my cock started to grow early, and I ended up with a nice rod that’s 7″ long when hard, average thickness, and a helmet-shaped head with a flaring rim. Her eyes got big...