The story I am about to recount took place when I was much younger, when I was but a young man fresh out of high school. Back then I was less experienced in the art of intercourse; I had only had one girlfriend, and she was fairly vanilla. My penis had never experienced fellatio, my ass had never felt sodomy, my mouth had never performed cunnilingus. Frankly, when it came to sexual matters, I was absolutely fucking pathetic.
The first time I saw John was at a party where he was having sex with two freshman females. They were moaning and sobbing in a pornographic way, gripping at John’s greased muscle biceps as his erection drifted in and out of their vaginas and mouths. The first time we talked was two weeks after that first encounter when we were forced to make conversation for academic reasons. How it happened, I don’t remember very well, but somehow a sort of friendship blossomed between us and eventually we became inseparable, like the relationship between a small dog and its owner.