I'm Blue, this story comes from when I lived with my dad a few years ago and I was 19 years old, 5,6 130lbs with all my weight going below my waist, long dirty blond hair with light blue eyes, I was borderline a girl if it wasn't for the way i dressed and the 4inch cut cock i had. Anyway I had just got home, the front door clicked shut behind me, and I called out, "Anyone home?" Silence greeted me, so I trudged up the stairs to my room, flopping down on the bed with a sigh. School had been a drag, but seeing Chase, the hottest jock in college, made it all worthwhile. Chase wasn't the tallest, but he was packed with muscle from head to toe. His slicked-back blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and just enough stubble to make my heart race were enough to drive any guy wild. And let's not forget the monster he hid in his pants—no pair of jeans could contain it.
As I lay there, my phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number. "Don't think I can't see you eyeing me down every day." My heart skipped a beat. Before I could process it, another message came through: "Go to the locker room after lunch tomorrow, or I'll tell the whole school." Attached was a picture of me smelling Chase's jockstrap in the locker room. Panic surged through me; I couldn't breathe. Who could have seen me? My mind raced until the doorbell rang, snapping me back to reality. I remembered a special package was arriving today, and I needed to grab it before anyone else did.
I rushed downstairs and flung open the door just as the delivery driver was leaving. My package sat on the doorstep, and I grabbed it, rushing back to my room. Inside was my first-ever dildo. I had only given blowjobs before and knew I needed to practice if I wanted to experience the real thing. I switched my phone to camera mode, too horny to care about the mysterious texter. A great distraction was about to be inside me.
I ripped open the package to find the 7-inch dildo I ordered and some numbing lube. The dildo was thicker than I expected, just barely fitting in one hand and with a bulbous tip. I placed it in the middle of my room and set up my phone to record my first time with a dildo. I undressed and lay next to my new toy. I put some lube on my fingers and started rubbing my hole, moaning as I took the dildo in my mouth, just the tip at first, getting used to the width. Finally, I pushed a finger inside, moaning around the dildo. I had fingered myself before, but this was the first time really prepping myself. I pushed my finger all the way in, making slow circling motions before adding more lube and pushing two fingers in. I moved to my back, one hand pumping my hole with two fingers and the other keeping the dildo in my mouth. The dildo hit the back of my throat, and I choked, spitting it out, covered in my saliva. It was time.
I made sure the phone was still recording, put more lube on my hole, and lined it up. The tip felt huge; it felt like I was being split open by a log, and POP the head was in. God, I was hard as a rock, but it hurt like hell. I started to slide down just a few inches and go back up, keeping a nice slow rhythm. I couldn't believe how big it felt inside and how good it felt after the pain subsided. It was pure bliss until I heard the front door open and my dad's footsteps on the stairs. Fuck. In my haste to get off the dildo, I lost my balance and fell completely onto it. I saw white, pure euphoria, and pain all at once. Partially knocked out in bliss, my dad peeked in to see what the commotion was about and he saw his son laying on his back with a dildo in his ass and cum all over the floor. By the time I opened my eyes, my dad was gone; the door was wide open, but he was gone without a word. I got up and closed my door, still recovering from my first anal orgasm and thinking about how my Dad just saw his only son with a dildo up his ass. I cleaned up after a few minutes and hopped in the shower to think about what just happened in the last 30 minutes of my life. After getting in, I immediately went to feel my hole; it was still slick and I easily slipped three fingers in. I felt so empty when I took my fingers out; I knew I had to have the real thing. This discovery is worth possibly getting disowned. After a while in the shower, I made my way downstairs, relieved to find my dad's car gone. He must have left without a word, which was unusual but also a blessing. I couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and worry. Relief because I didn't have to face him immediately, but worry because I knew I would have to confront him at some point. The thought of what he must be thinking and possibly being outed at school hung heavy in my mind. I paced around the house, trying to distract myself, but the weight of the situation was impossible to ignore. I knew I had to be prepared for whatever came next, but for now, I just went up and continued to play with my new toy.
I know this is short but this is Ch1 to my first ever story, id love any feedback on my pacing/storytelling and i promise its going to get longer and juicier
