I lose myself in the labyrinth of thoughts of the summer I met him. The train rides that, besides being rush hour and every wagon full of people, seemed as if only the two of us were there. I remember my shaky hands and weakened knees, as he looked at me with eyes of desire. It was as if I felt the velocity of the train, in my heart. The speed my heart was beating, I dare say it was faster than the train.

That summer, I was just a junior in high school. I had just turned seventeen. The world was just opening its gate for me. And may I say, many other things opened that summer. My life changed completely that summer. I changed. In so many ways I changed. Meeting him was like getting injected with some super power. It is difficult for me to describe, but what I can say with certainty, is that he became a part of me, he became rooted in my soul from that moment on.

He was a bit older than me. Thirteen years to be exact. In fact, that was a big turn on for me. His maturity and manliness gave me the butterflies. The way he carried himself, nonchalant, and yet very confident. Oh it was magic at first sight.

We took the train to his apartment after work. I was a total sack of nerves all the time. So many mixed emotions. He made me feel things I had never felt before. One thing I was sure about, I wanted to be with him, to feel him inside me, to suck his cock, and just fuck wild.