I was 15, going to my grandparents lakehouse on a Friday afternoon. My sisterís college boyfriend picked me up after school and we drove up to meet the rest of my family that had left in the morning. Jake was shirtless in cutoffs, and apologized for his AC being broken. He asked me if I had a GF, and I said I didnít, I was a virgin. He told me about his first time in detail, then squeezed his crotch andsaid he was hard. He looked over at my crotch, then moved his hand over it, and squeezed it, and laughed. He took his hand away before I could push it off. He kept talking about sex, including my sister, describing how oral felt, the taste and feel of a vagina, and even anal sex. He pulled into a rest area, he needed to pee. He parked far away from the bathrooms, said he couldnít pee with an erection, and slid his shorts down. He was huge, the first one I had ever seen, and uncut. I was mesmerized by the way the skin hid and uncovered as he slowly pumped it. He asked me if I had ever seen an uncut one, and I said no. He told me my sister liked to play with the skin, took my hand and pulled it onto him, He told me to do him, and I started to stroke him. He reached over and rubbed me through my pants, pulled mine out, he started to jerk me. I couldnít believe I was doing this, but it felt so good I couldnít stop. Suddenly he leaned over and put it in his mouth. I held his head as he sucked, swirled his tongue, and within seconds, I felt it, he pulled off, finished me with his hand and I busted all over my chest. I felt disgusted, and when he asked me to blow him, I said no. He ended up nutting himself, handed me some napkins, and we cleaned up. He went to the bathroom, and I just sat there guilty at what had happened. I was quiet the rest of the trip. We arrived, I found out Jake and I would share the room over the boat house. I felt sick. I knew it was only a queen bed, and I was afraid it would happen again. And it did. When we went to bed, Jake was nude with an erection. As soon as I got in bed, he went down on me, his bone next to my face. He moved to my sack, then below, and licked my hole. I told him no, but he kept at it He pushed into my mouth, gagged on it, but he held the back of my head firmly. I winced when I felt his fingergo in, then the sensation when it found my prostate and pressed against it. He pulled his hand off my head, and I pulled off him, and he started to jerk me as he fingered me, first with one and then a second finger. He stopped, reached into his backpack and pulled out the tube. He worked it into me then over himself. He ignored my pleas, spread me legs and pressed into me. The pain was unbelievable, and when I cried out, he covered my mouth with his hand. I struggled to get out from under him, but he was much stronger than me, his chest pushed against mine, his other arm under my back holding me against him. He didnít move for a minute or two, then started slowly pulling in and out. Gradually the pain subsided, and it started to feel good. He started talking dirty to me, telling me how tight my pu$$y felt, he started tugging on my soft penis, finally getting me hard. As he stroked me, inside and out, I felt it building, when I started ejaculating my sphincter gripped him, and I let loose with more semen , and more velocity than I had ever had. As I opened my eyes, I saw Jakeís head thrown back, his mouth open, then a groan, as he orgasmed. He pulled it out, rolled off me. I looked at his penis on his belly. The head was deep red, peeking out its hood, the skin covered in globs of oil and his semen. My hole throbbed and I felt him leaking out of me. The next morning he wanted to do it again, but I convinced him I was too sore. We did oral. At the lake, I watched him playing with my sister in the water, I thought about the night before, and got hard. I went in and jerked off thinking about Jake. That night, when he came into the room, I was on the bed, naked, hard, and my legs spread. I was hooked.