It was a Sunday morning before church. I was sitting on my bed; leaned forward to take care of my socks and my chin got wet. I looked down and my lips got wet. I opened my mouth wide and before my racing mind could tell my back, neck and shoulder of a pending eruption I was tasting bitter-sweetness. Within seconds, I got my first head, gave my first head, originated my first 69, and swallowed. DAMN was I a naughty boy after that; I never even needed anyone else's help, not that I would have objected...