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or one that came back every day, more enthusiastic than the others.
What was your" maybe I might try gay moment" where you thought I would be up for try
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You boys are riling me up
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I did suck-off my schoolfriend John most every day...
every chance we got
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You were always a push-over, with your cock up for grabs!You boys are riling me up
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You know John still jerks off to those memories...
I still want to be a push over
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And so do I! He had a delicious cock. I simply adored sucking him.
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You're the kind of gentleman I prefer.
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not quiet sure the exact thinking when I first acted on my desires. But the first time I thought I might have feelings towards guys was back in high school. I still remember my buddy at the pool in his tight speedo. I thought he looked good and sexy, then I thought am I gay?
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Actually no. After the word got out I had a lot of cocks take care of.
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so, did you follow through and see him naked?
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I was raised as a sissy because my parents recognized my tendencies even as a toddler. I worn girly clothes at home and panties under my boy clothes for school. As soon as I got home I was into a princess dress and off to the playground. It was only natural that the other boys teased me about sucking cocks, and I was more than happy to take them up on the offer.
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oh. Interesting start. The boys on the playground in turn were very happy about getting sucked by you.
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I don't recall seeing him naked. We had many sleep overs so I got to him in his undies. but never naked. bummer.
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I've noted this, or parts of this, in similar threads before but think they're lost in the archives. It's worth mentioning that I had discovered my own anus, and had been exploring it with fingers and makeshift toys, for quite sometime before this so I knew I was a little different. I'd also found the proverbial "porn stash" of magazines, quite literally in an apple crate in a cave, which contained images of gay sex which more than "piqued my interest".
In the big moment, when someone other than me touched my dick in a sexual manner and I enjoyed it, and before any girl touched me in a similar manner, I was on a sleepover at my best friend's house. Of course this was long before video games, or DVDs, or hundreds of TV channels so we had to actually interact with each other and find other activities. In this case, and other than swimming in his pool, that was showing each other grooves and chops on his drum set.
After taking my turn playing the drums I got up and sat next to him on his futon/bed. I expected him to get up and take his seat on the drum stool when he, rather hesitatingly said,
"Do you ever jerk off?"
Somewhat shyly I said, "Of course I do."
He responded with, "Want to jerk off together," and I shrugged and said "Sure, why not." I must have been primed for this as I had an immediate rush of blood into my penis.
Having been swimming earlier we were wearing only our swim trunks and when he pulled his down and kicked them off I did the same. We were both obviously turned on as we were already semi-hard.
We semi-reclined on the futon and began to stroke our penises which quickly became full erect. Mine was engorged with blood and harder than it had ever been. I was at first reluctant to really look at his as, Christian guilt and all, that might mean I could be...gasp...homosexual. When I saw that he, having no such apparent qualms, was really staring at mine I looked his and I couldn't take my eyes off of it as he stroked it up down.
He slid closer to me on the futon, till our hips and legs were touching, and reached over, taking my dick in his hand, and started to stroke me. I just moved my hands out of the way and watched with fascination. His touch, the first "sexual touch' by another person on my penis, was electric. After a few moments he said, "Will you rub me," so I reached over and began to stroke his penis as well.
The feeling was exquisite, both in having my penis stroked by the hand of someone else, and in having his hard and hot penis in my hand and responding to my touch. I thought we couldn't get any closer but then he moved his closest leg so it was draped over mine and half between my legs. This made it seem even more intimate and that "giddy feeling", that I still get only in the intimate company of other men, began to creep up on me and I felt blissful.
It didn't take too very long before that "inevitable orgasm" feeling began to well up from within me. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say, so I just let it happen. He must have felt that it was "cumming" and he gripped my penis a little more firmly, pointed it at my abdomen, and I shot jet after jet of semen onto my tummy and in and around my naval. This, ejaculating on myself, was also a new sensation to me since I'd always been fastidious about catching my own "mess" in Kleenex when masturbating alone.
I started to feel a pang of guilt but soon, and upon realizing I still had my hand wrapped around his penis and a duty to fulfill, almost like a promise to keep, I began to stroke him in earnest. He was a bit bigger than me, in both length and girth, and I was fascinated with the feel of his pulse in my hand. I remember moving my hand further toward the tip, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum, and swirling it around with my thumb before again settling into a rhythm that I knew I would like. Though I thought felt him get suddenly harder, I was still surprised when he started to cum and though I managed to aim most of it at his abdomen I still got a lot of it on my hand.
We sat there for a few minutes, our hands wrapped around each others softening penises, till he reached for a box of Kleenex and cleaned both of us up. He was ebullient and enthusiastic about what we'd just done and, while I was a bit more subdued, I was thrilled as well. Later, and after swimming, we did the same thing while lying next to each other on chaise lounges on the patio. This...began a relationship that lasted close to a decade, all the while remaining best friends and having girlfriends along the way.
In the big moment, when someone other than me touched my dick in a sexual manner and I enjoyed it, and before any girl touched me in a similar manner, I was on a sleepover at my best friend's house. Of course this was long before video games, or DVDs, or hundreds of TV channels so we had to actually interact with each other and find other activities. In this case, and other than swimming in his pool, that was showing each other grooves and chops on his drum set.
After taking my turn playing the drums I got up and sat next to him on his futon/bed. I expected him to get up and take his seat on the drum stool when he, rather hesitatingly said,
"Do you ever jerk off?"
Somewhat shyly I said, "Of course I do."
He responded with, "Want to jerk off together," and I shrugged and said "Sure, why not." I must have been primed for this as I had an immediate rush of blood into my penis.
Having been swimming earlier we were wearing only our swim trunks and when he pulled his down and kicked them off I did the same. We were both obviously turned on as we were already semi-hard.
We semi-reclined on the futon and began to stroke our penises which quickly became full erect. Mine was engorged with blood and harder than it had ever been. I was at first reluctant to really look at his as, Christian guilt and all, that might mean I could be...gasp...homosexual. When I saw that he, having no such apparent qualms, was really staring at mine I looked his and I couldn't take my eyes off of it as he stroked it up down.
He slid closer to me on the futon, till our hips and legs were touching, and reached over, taking my dick in his hand, and started to stroke me. I just moved my hands out of the way and watched with fascination. His touch, the first "sexual touch' by another person on my penis, was electric. After a few moments he said, "Will you rub me," so I reached over and began to stroke his penis as well.
The feeling was exquisite, both in having my penis stroked by the hand of someone else, and in having his hard and hot penis in my hand and responding to my touch. I thought we couldn't get any closer but then he moved his closest leg so it was draped over mine and half between my legs. This made it seem even more intimate and that "giddy feeling", that I still get only in the intimate company of other men, began to creep up on me and I felt blissful.
It didn't take too very long before that "inevitable orgasm" feeling began to well up from within me. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say, so I just let it happen. He must have felt that it was "cumming" and he gripped my penis a little more firmly, pointed it at my abdomen, and I shot jet after jet of semen onto my tummy and in and around my naval. This, ejaculating on myself, was also a new sensation to me since I'd always been fastidious about catching my own "mess" in Kleenex when masturbating alone.
I started to feel a pang of guilt but soon, and upon realizing I still had my hand wrapped around his penis and a duty to fulfill, almost like a promise to keep, I began to stroke him in earnest. He was a bit bigger than me, in both length and girth, and I was fascinated with the feel of his pulse in my hand. I remember moving my hand further toward the tip, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum, and swirling it around with my thumb before again settling into a rhythm that I knew I would like. Though I thought felt him get suddenly harder, I was still surprised when he started to cum and though I managed to aim most of it at his abdomen I still got a lot of it on my hand.
We sat there for a few minutes, our hands wrapped around each others softening penises, till he reached for a box of Kleenex and cleaned both of us up. He was ebullient and enthusiastic about what we'd just done and, while I was a bit more subdued, I was thrilled as well. Later, and after swimming, we did the same thing while lying next to each other on chaise lounges on the patio. This...began a relationship that lasted close to a decade, all the while remaining best friends and having girlfriends along the way.
My aha moment was in high school. Was invited to go water skiing with my best friend and his dad. Out on the River I turned to say something to my friend just as he was pulling off his shorts to change into his bathing suit. He was on the varsity basketball team so he was in great shape. Even soft his cock looked incredible, hanging down at least 7 inches. It took my breath away. I had to fight the urge to drop to my knees and rub my face on his cock. I wanted it so badly. That image is permanently embedded in my head 45 years later
Did you ever get a chance to play with him/his cock?
Would love to hear more !
I made some fumbling attempts but always chickened out. This was in the 70s so that sort of behavior had dire consequences if things went bad.
We decided to go camping one weekend and I made up my mind I was going to have his dick when we were alone in the tent, but his 10 year old cousin decided to come along with us so it didn’t happen.
Such a beautiful story. And so thrilling
Bummer, I was young too. My older cousin…. During one of our sleepovers. When ever my family visited them, I always got paired up with my older cousin, and slept in his bed…. It started when he placed my hand on his already hard cock…. Pretty much been addicted to cock since then. That was in the 70’s also and I do know what you mean.
I was on a train home after a few drinks but not drunk and got chatting to a guy. At this point I had never played with a guy and thought myself straight. He was obviously gay and we chatted about all sorts including that I lived alone. As we neared my stop he put his hand on my knee and rubbed my leg and asked if he could come home with me for some "fun".
I was tempted but said no and we said our goodbyes and i got off. When I got home I was so hard thinking about it and wishing I'd been brave enough. I kept looking for him after that but no luck.
I was tempted but said no and we said our goodbyes and i got off. When I got home I was so hard thinking about it and wishing I'd been brave enough. I kept looking for him after that but no luck.
I sucked my first cock at 25. It was every bit as good as I hoped it would be
My cousin quickly, moved our encounters forward. Not sure I can say how old I was, but it was many years ago, and he didn’t force me to do anything I didn’t want (although at the time I wasn’t sure what I wanted, very scared) but suffice to say, after a few encounters, I was initiating contact…. Reaching over feeling him get hard, pulling his underwear down and going down on him. Even when he was asleep I would reach for him in the night….. he also showed me. He never touched my cock. And eventually he showed me, I was a bottom…. Meant and born to take cock.
