- You're saying what?- I'm asking for the best you ever had. Can you name her?- The best?- Yep.- Why do you wanna know that?- It's interesting.- Come on, we're friends. Be honest.- Well, what's your best?- Hey, I asked the question.- Fuck you too. If we're gonna be revealing, let's be fair.- OK. Er... Mine would be my wife.- Bullshit. Nobody would pick their wife. Except maybe on a talk show.- That's my answer, and she's very good, so up yours.- Jesus. OK. It'd be er... The fucking best? Why do Ialways go first with shit like this?- I just went.- Go ahead.- Take a turn if you're so interested. I just wanna hear yours. You amuse me.- Listen to this cock. Suddenly he's got big balls hanging out with us.- What does that mean?- Figure it out.- We're just wondering anyhow.- Yeah. But... OK. Fine. You wanna hear it?- Huh?- Senior year, gym class. You guys have a co-ed gym?- No. His name was Timmy Carter.- Timmy?- Isn't that a boy's name?- It was a guy from my high school PE class. My best fuck.- What?- It's the truth. It was almost spring vacation... late March. We'd had about all the shit we could take from little Timmy. He turned four of us in during English exam earlier in the week. So... when the coach is down in the lounge for a smoke, we grab his ass, drag him into the showers... held him down, tore off his clothes... and we each took a turn. I mean, we actually did this guy up the butt.I mean, we were some crazy fuckers at that age.I was the last one. So, I don't know if he'd given over by this time or what, but... Goddamn, it was... nice. How can I explain this? It's... never been like that with a woman. As many as I've fucked, never. Not even close. He's face down. And my friends are holding him spread out. Timmy and I are making love like we're on some beach in the Mediterranean. I kid you not. Fuck. It was amazing. I feel him taking my rhythm, clenching me off when I get too deep. Shit, he did everything right. And I know he came when I did. I mean, I didn't check or anythingbut I could tell.I shouldn't even be telling you guys, but... Fuck, I've never known anything like it. Ever.Like I said, there wasn't too much of the school year left. Timmy dropped out. I guess. I mean, he finished from home. But goddamn him, he never turned us in. He never said a word about it to anyone. And I admired him for that. But I think the reason he kept silent, and I feel I'm right about this... is that he felt something special had happened as well. Him and me. Those other guys just fucked him to teach him a lesson. But we... I know something special happened.