When you get up the next morning, you have a nervousness you haven't had for years. There really is no replacing that "First Day of School" feeling. The possibilities are endless.
You spend far too much time picking out your clothes. Way more time than you've ever spent even picking out clothes for a job interview. You need to make a good first impression. Moreover, you need to make these high school chicks do a double-take when they look at you.
You look in the mirror and you know you're attractive. You can't remember the last time you've hit a bar or a club when you didn't get a number or hook up. You've certainly learned how to use your "talents."
Ah yes, your "talents." Over the years, you've accumulated quite an amount of "Fuck Me Jeans." Not quite cowboy style pants, you've found jeans that are stylish and just tight enough around the ass to display your toned ass and obscene bulge without looking painful. It's rarely failed to impress.
A late bloomer, your cock grew to its current size during your junior year in high school. You had always been packing a very average dick, but it literally more than doubled in size that fateful year. Your erection before barely topped out at 5 inches before "the spurt." But that year, you grew three inches in height and about double that in "cock height." Now, you're dick is more than five inches long when soft and ridiculously girthy, and bursts to over 11 inches long when hard. Its generally thicker around than a beer can and has caused more than enough women to scream in cervix-stretching ecstasy. It really is your greatest weapon when trying to meet a women.
You pick a pair of jeans that displays the faint outline of your fist-sized cockhead nicely. Its bound to get a few cheerleaders wet, at least.
Now then, on to school! |