It was back in, I think, 1980.
I had never done it before, I was inexperienced, but one night it happened unexpectedly, in the bus station.
I didn't know what I was doing really, but with the help of someone more experienced, with strong, but gentle persuasion and encouragement, I began to learn what it was all about. Then it happened for the first time. It was like an explosion, it blew my mind. How could something like this have existed, and I never even knew about it? I had never known such pleasure! From that point on, I knew that I would always want this feeling in my life, I would never tire of it, would want it at least once a week, and I didn't mind paying for it!
I ventured out, enjoying getting my fix at every opportunity. I wasn't always faithful to my first love - I was eager to experiment, to try new things with new, different people, who made me exiting offers. As I got more experienced, I would spice things up - at times things things would get really hot, even making me all sweaty and steamy.
But still I regularly returned to to my first love, to rekindle that "first time" experience. Unfortunately, she passed away in the early 90s, and I still often think about her, and the way she made me feel.
Omar Khayyam, above Hanley bus station, Stoke on Trent. Lamb Rogon Josh, with pilau rice.

What was your first time, and what do you most remember?