As I push around my school lunch with a plastic fork I can’t help but let my mind wander. I’ve been considering doing something… Something I probably shouldn’t. My friends told me about this spot, one in an old abandoned building on the edge of school grounds. Apparently it has a hole so woman… Can… Can put their thing through it and get pleased by boys.

I already feel sweat on my brow as I consider what it could be like. I’ve never been with a girl before, never even kissed one. Honestly my mediocre appearance and even more mediocre sense of style doesn’t help, but at the end of the day it’s really my own fault. Everytime I talk to a girl all I can picture is want they want from me, of the beast between their legs waiting to pounce. Then my tongue gets tied and I panic, ultimately I always find an excuse to get away. The thought of touching a girls thing definitely scares me… The thought of it entering me in any way straight up horrifies

My friends think I’m ridiculous, my mom thinks I’m a late bloomer, my little Sister says I’m a Pussy. The only person I really listen to is my older Sister Crystal though. She’s 24 and heads an all girl punk band, she isn’t home often but when she is I always pump her for advice. For the longest time she told me if I wasn’t comfortable with… You know… That I should take my time and wait. The last time I talked to her though she gave very different advice.

She told me I’ve built this whole thing up in my mind to such a degree that I need to just rip off the band-aid before it gets worse and I end up going into college with no experience. Her recommendation was to find a nice nerd girl who doesn’t get any and practice on her. Her secondary recommendation was to find a slutty goth that just wants to “defile a pure little cutie like you”… As always her second recommendation is more extreme, and more about what she likes than what I do. I really do appreciate her help though, she is one of the smartest people I know and without her street smarts and endless well of wisdom I would be quite the lost man.

Unfortunately though no matter how hard I try I can’t follow her advice this time. I definitely can’t approach the scary goth girls, hell even the nerdy girls intimidate me to no end. After seeing me fail one to many times a friend told me about the glory hole. At first it sounded stupid to me, but as the days wear on it sounds more and more practical. I won’t have to look them, or talk to them, or fear them jumping me and taking what they want. It sounds safe, discreet, and like… Kind of Hot.

*Ring!*

As the bell rings I throw down my fork and make the decision. I’m gonna do it, today after class I’m going to that place and I’m gonna… Gonna… Please a girl…

The rest of the day blows by at a break neck pace. Even so I find myself checking the clock every few minutes, fearing every second that brings me closer to what I promised myself I’d do. Come on Doug, what’s the big deal? This is a part of life, all of your friends have done it, most of the boys in your grade have done it, hell even your bratty little Sister has a boyfriend! Though she’s only a year younger she might as well be a decade older than me with the experience she has. Gah! You got this man! Come on!

*Ring!*

A spike of panic pierces my heart at the sound of the bell. Like I’m sleeping walking I walk slowly to my locker and put my stuff away, then slowly as possible out the doors. I wonder who goes to this place? My friends said it’s mostly older married woman looking to blow off steam, but who knows. One of the craziest parts is that it could be anyone, a teacher, a student, hell it could be a homeless woman for all I know. If it’s the latter I’m definitely backing out, this is all disgusting enough as it is.

As I approach the building I can’t help but appreciate how secluded the area is. Between the trees and the small little path you have to follow no one should see me entering the place, atleast not from the street. The place appears to be an old storage building or something, with how high the ceilings are maybe even an old gymnasium of some sort. As I enter the door creaks, immediately I see spray painted arrows on the walls presumably leading to the hole.

I walk down a dark hallway, then take a right down another dark one. The air smells musty and I can’t stand how dusty everything is. Finally I come to a split with arrows pointing each way. Under the right arrow it says “Sweeties” and under the left it says “Sluts” I suppose I would be a sweetie right? Gah! I already feel like I don’t belong here.

I take the right hallway and walk a little bit before seeing a door marked “Heaven” with a little set of angel wings painted on it. That door creaks as well when I open it, inside the floors are all old tile and the walls concrete. I guess this was a gym because I think this is a locker room. I walk down a very short hallway and come to a room with countless doors in it. There are four sets of of two doors, the rooms walls look newer so I assume this was built specifically for this whole glory hole thing. Each door has a little dial on it saying “unoccupied” which is actually quite relieving. I’m the only person here right now apparently.

I open the first door with a shakey hand, it has the male symbol on it. Inside I find a small dingy room with nothing inside. Well nothing except a hole in the wall. I lock the door behind me and immediately begin pacing. Every instinct in my body is telling me to leave this place, to go home and just jerk off. But I promised myself that I would do this, that like my Sister said I would just rip off the band-aid. Come on Doug… Just… Just wait a few minutes.

*Bam!*

The sound of the door slamming makes me nearly jump out of my skin. Then sound of the lock on the other side clicking makes me feel sick. I back away against the wall opposite of the hole and stare at it with fear. What will come through? who has come to such a place to have a boy please them?

All I can do is wait and see…