Where it happened: The Rex
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 7
Category: Straight
I had just turned 18 when I enrolled at the University of
Idaho at Moscow. I dated very little in high school and had
never gotten past 2nd base. Several of my fraternity brothers
had been talking about “The Rex” in a logging town 50 miles
away, Orofino, Idaho.
What was “The Rex”? The Rex was a whorehouse in the classical
style…Madam, 3 girls, comfortable waiting area…and rumored
to be owned by the county sheriff.
Well, four of us drove the 50 miles is a snowstorm for an
opportunity to put our peckers to work. It did not take us
long to find the place, the town had under 800 residents.
We knocked on the door and Madam looked through a peephole in the
solid wood door. Seeing 4 college students, she asked us if
we were drunk, probably to make sure we would not get violent,
remember this was a logging town and fights were a regular
bar event nightly. We lied telling her no. We had been
drinking for several hours before getting there.
Now, the meat of the story… The whorehouse was busy that night
and we had to wait for awhile in our car. It seems that
we were the 2nd car waiting for our turn as well as the guys
already waiting in the lobby.
Finally our turn came. I was first to go with one of the
whores. Her name was Stormy. A pretty 20 year old. She took
me up a set of stairs to a small, dimly lit room with a
twin bed, dresser,and hutch. The first thing she did was to
ask how much I was planning on spending. I told her $10.00.
She tried to work me up for more time as the $10.00 only
bought 10 minutes and a half and half. Being a college student,
I did not have any more money and I knew 10 minutes would be
more than enough time for my first time.
She used water from the sink to fill a small bowl that she
called her “Peter Pan”. She washed my dick while giving it
a good viewing to make sure I did not have a disease. That
done, she went to the bed and started giving me head.
In 1970, you did not need a rubber to fuck a whore, so it
felt really good.
Once she had me fully hard, it was time to lose my virginity.
She slipped me in her hole and I did what came naturally.
I was enjoying myself immensely when a kitchen timer went
off in the room. “What’s that I asked.” She replied that my
time was up (10 minutes) and that I better hurry and cum or
I would have to go unfinished. Needless to say, in five
seconds I was gushing into the whores cunt.
Out came the “Peter Pan” again where she gave me another
washing. Then she filled a douche bag and douched my cum
out of her to be ready for the next customer. I think she
already serviced 20 men that night; when we left, there
more guys in the lobby and three cars waiting in the street
parking area.
This is not the most romantic story but one that just tells
it like it is. I later found out the whore house had sales
incentives. The driver of a car that brings 4 other guys
got to go free with one of the girls. A 5th man free policy.
My Volkswan bug got crowded on some weekends.
The county sheriff was killed in an automobile accident the
following year. The cat house closed two weeks later. Never
to reopen. Perhaps I should tell you about the whore house
in another northern Idaho town that was upstairs on the second floor
from the city police department………….next time
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