It started one day in High School, I must have been 13-14 years old. There was a commotion outside, I went to look and there were two girls older than me arguing. It was the first time I saw two girls about to fight, crowd encouraging them to go at it. I was absolutely astonished. They went for each others hair at the same time and inmediately the crowd started to shout. I didn´t scream I was speechless but I was the most excited for sure, reflected in an inmense hard on. I looked around expecting to see all boys in the same situation as me but everyone acted normally, as if it were a boys fight. It confused me. Am I the only one that finds this so arousing? In those days I always wore tracksuit, I was a very thin boy and already had a sizeable package so there was a big problem. I was a very shy boy so I took the backpack and put it in front of me covering the crotch. I was nervous so I think I was more attentive to people not noticing me that to the fight. Fortunately I didn't miss much, the fight was poor: weak hair pull, the girls not very hot and no winner at the end. The fight was over, but my hard on was not. I couldn't walk home with the backpack covering my dick like an idiot, so I decided tu put my coat, hands in pockets pressing down to cover it all. It was a sunny day but I had no choice. I simply put my coat and left in a hurry without saying goodbye to anyone.
Well that was my first not so pleasant experience with the amazing catfight world, and since then this passion has not stopped growing. In fact I can say since then I only like fiery temper competitive girls.
