Curiosity - My earliest experience that still haunts my fantasies

Sleepover pt. 2
He froze, hands at his side, in shock and fear that I had caught him. I even felt his dick get soft in my hand. It got hard quickly as I started stroking it and he realized I wasn't about to call him all kinds of horrible names. Instead I told him to take my underpants off.
He pulled my underpants down, over my hard cock.atill sticking through the slot. He could only pull them to my knees with my hand on his dick so I pushed them the rest of the way. I reached to the band of his underpants and pulled them all the way down and off, then slid back up to press my body against him, wrap my arms around him and lean in close to his ear. I paused and just enjoyed the feeling of our cocks pressed together in the dark and the skin to skin contact.
I whispered to him "I want you to do to me everything I do to you."
He didn't move so I said "will you do to me everything I do to you?"
This time I felt him nod and heard him whisper "yes".
I rolled away from him, re-covered our bodies with the sheet and slid my hand under to stroke his cock. He started to reach over and I told him to lay back. "I'll go first, then you"
I slid down under the sheet, found his cock and closed my mouth around the head. I heard and felt him give a long gasp. I slid my mouth down over the shaft, then back to the head, then down again and felt his body shake and, as my mouth stroked back up to the head, felt him cum in my mouth and let out a long "ooooooohhhh."
I pulled back and spit the cum onto his stomach, then straightened up to lie next to him still slowly stroking and whispered "now do that to me."
I lay back and he pulled the sheet back, lay across me and started to stroke me. I felt his breath against the head, felt him kiss it, felt his tongue touch the head. Then I felt his mouth on me, felt him slide half way down the shaft then back, then down again. The second time his mouth was hot and wet and tight around it.
Very quickly he was taking my whole cock in, his hand slid between my legs to play with my balls. He was so eager to suck on it and I could feel the pull of his mouth each time he pulled back, then down again.
It may have been 5 strokes, maybe 10, but it didn't take long for me to lose it, arch my back and grab his shoulders as I came.
He straightened again next to me and slid over, draped a leg across mine. His cock, hard again, pressed against my thigh and his hand on my cock and we just lay there in the dark.
 
Sleepover pt. 2
He froze, hands at his side, in shock and fear that I had caught him. I even felt his dick get soft in my hand. It got hard quickly as I started stroking it and he realized I wasn't about to call him all kinds of horrible names. Instead I told him to take my underpants off.
He pulled my underpants down, over my hard cock.atill sticking through the slot. He could only pull them to my knees with my hand on his dick so I pushed them the rest of the way. I reached to the band of his underpants and pulled them all the way down and off, then slid back up to press my body against him, wrap my arms around him and lean in close to his ear. I paused and just enjoyed the feeling of our cocks pressed together in the dark and the skin to skin contact.
I whispered to him "I want you to do to me everything I do to you."
He didn't move so I said "will you do to me everything I do to you?"
This time I felt him nod and heard him whisper "yes".
I rolled away from him, re-covered our bodies with the sheet and slid my hand under to stroke his cock. He started to reach over and I told him to lay back. "I'll go first, then you"
I slid down under the sheet, found his cock and closed my mouth around the head. I heard and felt him give a long gasp. I slid my mouth down over the shaft, then back to the head, then down again and felt his body shake and, as my mouth stroked back up to the head, felt him cum in my mouth and let out a long "ooooooohhhh."
I pulled back and spit the cum onto his stomach, then straightened up to lie next to him still slowly stroking and whispered "now do that to me."
I lay back and he pulled the sheet back, lay across me and started to stroke me. I felt his breath against the head, felt him kiss it, felt his tongue touch the head. Then I felt his mouth on me, felt him slide half way down the shaft then back, then down again. The second time his mouth was hot and wet and tight around it.
Very quickly he was taking my whole cock in, his hand slid between my legs to play with my balls. He was so eager to suck on it and I could feel the pull of his mouth each time he pulled back, then down again.
It may have been 5 strokes, maybe 10, but it didn't take long for me to lose it, arch my back and grab his shoulders as I came.
He straightened again next to me and slid over, draped a leg across mine. His cock, hard again, pressed against my thigh and his hand on my cock and we just lay there in the dark.
Need this…
 
I've written in several threads about this but I think it fits here. My earliest encounter was with an older neighbor boy. Me and boys my age were camping out in my backyard tent and playing with our dicks when the older boy showed up. He pulled out the biggest dick any of us had seen. He started trying to get one of us to suck him but no one would. I wanted to but since my friends wouldn't I didn't. Out of nowhere and big thunderstorm blew in. My friends all went home leaving me and the older boy. The storm blew over and the two of us resumed dick play. Soon he was asking me to suck him again. I still was unsure so he began to bully me. Soon he had my mouth on his dick and his hand holding me down while he shoved his big dick in my mouth. He soon came filling my mouth. I thought he was peeing and spit it everywhere. He laughed, pulling up his pants and left.
I spent the rest of the night thinking about what had happened realizing I liked it. Early the next morning I was knocking on his door and was soon sucking him again.

If that hadn't happened would I have become bi and become the cocksucker I am today. It haunts me.
 
There many amazing stories of early age men engaging with each other and they’re hiding (the stories) with numerous Lit posters. No where to post except pm. I thought my own experiences were exciting but they pale in comparison to what many on here have experienced. I’m so jealous! These memories are very exciting and poignant. I love reading the accounts.
 
There many amazing stories of early age men engaging with each other and they’re hiding (the stories) with numerous Lit posters. No where to post except pm. I thought my own experiences were exciting but they pale in comparison to what many on here have experienced. I’m so jealous! These memories are very exciting and poignant. I love reading the accounts.
Let’s hear your story! We are like minded
 
After the sleepover:
As most people know, once you have experienced satisfying sex it becomes all you think about. This was the same between us. For the rest of the summer our focus became cumming. We had regular sleepovers, we went camping at a local state park (where know one would know that we were wrapped up together in a single sleeping bag).
In the dark we pressed our bodies together and ground our penises, traded bjs or, even better, 69'd. In the daylight we stroked each other so we could watch the cum shoot out, or reached into each other's shorts to feel the penis trapped inside.
The last week of summer we went to the state park to camp for 2 nights. The first night was handjobs and blowjobs and touching.
The second started the same. Naked on an open sleeping bag and I leaning across his body to feel his cock in my mouth, his balls in my hand. By now we were both experts at this, but also lasted longer. I also knew the signs when he was about to cum so when he got close I pulled it from my mouth and felt the cum drip over my hand in the dark.
I straightened up next to him for my turn but this time he rolled away from me and pushed his butt back against me. I felt his ass against my stomach first, but he slides down and pressed against my cock. We had never talked about this, but 1000s of years of instinct must have taken over because I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it between his cheeks, seeking.
I felt his spread cheeks, felt his hand on my cock, felt him rub the head against his asshole, felt that instinct take over and pushed my cock into him.
I wasn't ready for THAT feeling. It seemed to slide in easily, and when I was fully inside I felt him squeeze and release, squeeze and release, hot and snuggle around my cock.
I began to thrust, short, fast thrusts, like each one was meant to push deeper. My hands gripped his hips and he bent forward to push back against each thrust. I don't remember what sounds we made or how long it lasted. All I remember is the feeling of my cock inside him and the incredible shiver through my body when I came inside.
We lay there for awhile with my cock slowly going limp inside. When I did go limp I pulled out and rolled onto my back and he rolled over onto his stomach.
 
After the sleepover:
As most people know, once you have experienced satisfying sex it becomes all you think about. This was the same between us. For the rest of the summer our focus became cumming. We had regular sleepovers, we went camping at a local state park (where know one would know that we were wrapped up together in a single sleeping bag).
In the dark we pressed our bodies together and ground our penises, traded bjs or, even better, 69'd. In the daylight we stroked each other so we could watch the cum shoot out, or reached into each other's shorts to feel the penis trapped inside.
The last week of summer we went to the state park to camp for 2 nights. The first night was handjobs and blowjobs and touching.
The second started the same. Naked on an open sleeping bag and I leaning across his body to feel his cock in my mouth, his balls in my hand. By now we were both experts at this, but also lasted longer. I also knew the signs when he was about to cum so when he got close I pulled it from my mouth and felt the cum drip over my hand in the dark.
I straightened up next to him for my turn but this time he rolled away from me and pushed his butt back against me. I felt his ass against my stomach first, but he slides down and pressed against my cock. We had never talked about this, but 1000s of years of instinct must have taken over because I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it between his cheeks, seeking.
I felt his spread cheeks, felt his hand on my cock, felt him rub the head against his asshole, felt that instinct take over and pushed my cock into him.
I wasn't ready for THAT feeling. It seemed to slide in easily, and when I was fully inside I felt him squeeze and release, squeeze and release, hot and snuggle around my cock.
I began to thrust, short, fast thrusts, like each one was meant to push deeper. My hands gripped his hips and he bent forward to push back against each thrust. I don't remember what sounds we made or how long it lasted. All I remember is the feeling of my cock inside him and the incredible shiver through my body when I came inside.
We lay there for awhile with my cock slowly going limp inside. When I did go limp I pulled out and rolled onto my back and he rolled over onto his stomach.
I’m getting hard reading this!
 
Sleepover pt. 2
He froze, hands at his side, in shock and fear that I had caught him. I even felt his dick get soft in my hand. It got hard quickly as I started stroking it and he realized I wasn't about to call him all kinds of horrible names. Instead I told him to take my underpants off.
He pulled my underpants down, over my hard cock.atill sticking through the slot. He could only pull them to my knees with my hand on his dick so I pushed them the rest of the way. I reached to the band of his underpants and pulled them all the way down and off, then slid back up to press my body against him, wrap my arms around him and lean in close to his ear. I paused and just enjoyed the feeling of our cocks pressed together in the dark and the skin to skin contact.
I whispered to him "I want you to do to me everything I do to you."
He didn't move so I said "will you do to me everything I do to you?"
This time I felt him nod and heard him whisper "yes".
I rolled away from him, re-covered our bodies with the sheet and slid my hand under to stroke his cock. He started to reach over and I told him to lay back. "I'll go first, then you"
I slid down under the sheet, found his cock and closed my mouth around the head. I heard and felt him give a long gasp. I slid my mouth down over the shaft, then back to the head, then down again and felt his body shake and, as my mouth stroked back up to the head, felt him cum in my mouth and let out a long "ooooooohhhh."
I pulled back and spit the cum onto his stomach, then straightened up to lie next to him still slowly stroking and whispered "now do that to me."
I lay back and he pulled the sheet back, lay across me and started to stroke me. I felt his breath against the head, felt him kiss it, felt his tongue touch the head. Then I felt his mouth on me, felt him slide half way down the shaft then back, then down again. The second time his mouth was hot and wet and tight around it.
Very quickly he was taking my whole cock in, his hand slid between my legs to play with my balls. He was so eager to suck on it and I could feel the pull of his mouth each time he pulled back, then down again.
It may have been 5 strokes, maybe 10, but it didn't take long for me to lose it, arch my back and grab his shoulders as I came.
He straightened again next to me and slid over, draped a leg across mine. His cock, hard again, pressed against my thigh and his hand on my cock and we just lay there in the dark.
Great story, got hard just reading it. Please share more...
 
Mine is similar to the rest. Camping out in the back yard with my best friend. We had swiped one of our dad's penthouse magazines. We were both getting hard and trying to secretly rub our cocks. One of us finally asked if we could see the others cock. We pulled them out at the same time. He was much bigger and hairier than me. He asked if he could hold my cock. I said I'm not gay. He told me it wasn't gay if we still liked girls! We ended stroking each other's cock that night till we came. I final drifted off to sleep only to wake up to him sucking me. It made for a lot of fun camping trips that summer. A couple years later I had a girlfriend that I told the story to. She was so turned on she's asked if we could have him over to play! Turned into a couple more fun sleepovers! She even watched us fuck each other a few times. Years later, I'm at a meeting near his home. He came to my hotel and played one last time. Would love to find a friend that I'm comfortable with now that I could go "camping" with again!
 
Mine is similar to the rest. Camping out in the back yard with my best friend. We had swiped one of our dad's penthouse magazines. We were both getting hard and trying to secretly rub our cocks. One of us finally asked if we could see the others cock. We pulled them out at the same time. He was much bigger and hairier than me. He asked if he could hold my cock. I said I'm not gay. He told me it wasn't gay if we still liked girls! We ended stroking each other's cock that night till we came. I final drifted off to sleep only to wake up to him sucking me. It made for a lot of fun camping trips that summer. A couple years later I had a girlfriend that I told the story to. She was so turned on she's asked if we could have him over to play! Turned into a couple more fun sleepovers! She even watched us fuck each other a few times. Years later, I'm at a meeting near his home. He came to my hotel and played one last time. Would love to find a friend that I'm comfortable with now that I could go "camping" with again!
It’s hilarious how we all found ways to rationalize to ourselves and each other the fact that what we were doing was “ok” and perfectly acceptable within the norms of heterosexuality. Of course we weren’t “gay”….or were we??😜 at that age we could never be honest with ourselves or each other. We were just horny all over and wanted the best of all worlds! As we’ve gotten older we’ve become more honest and comfortable with ourselves and our homoerotic interests.
 
I’ve thought about it a lot…

My first experience was when I was 18. . .
I can relate to so much of this. My experiences were a mash-up of this and some of the other posts. I still vividly remember my own early experiences and I know they have shaped me and my desires over the years. My experiences included looking at porn with other boys (someone's dad's Playboys). These became 'sessions' where we'd perv and jerk together. Those morphed into campouts and sleepovers where 'accidental' touches while feigning sleep became handjobs and blowjobs. I can still remember the excitement of feeling a hardened penis in my hand and the smell and its taste and the arousal it gave me. Of course we agreed that we weren't gay, that it was just an experiment, albeit one that we repeated as often as we could.
 
I can relate to so much of this. My experiences were a mash-up of this and some of the other posts. I still vividly remember my own early experiences and I know they have shaped me and my desires over the years. My experiences included looking at porn with other boys (someone's dad's Playboys). These became 'sessions' where we'd perv and jerk together. Those morphed into campouts and sleepovers where 'accidental' touches while feigning sleep became handjobs and blowjobs. I can still remember the excitement of feeling a hardened penis in my hand and the smell and its taste and the arousal it gave me. Of course we agreed that we weren't gay, that it was just an experiment, albeit one that we repeated as often as we could.
I had the Playboy/Penthouse moments but missed or skipped out on the followons - sometimes wish I hadn't now
 
I can relate to so much of this. My experiences were a mash-up of this and some of the other posts. I still vividly remember my own early experiences and I know they have shaped me and my desires over the years. My experiences included looking at porn with other boys (someone's dad's Playboys). These became 'sessions' where we'd perv and jerk together. Those morphed into campouts and sleepovers where 'accidental' touches while feigning sleep became handjobs and blowjobs. I can still remember the excitement of feeling a hardened penis in my hand and the smell and its taste and the arousal it gave me. Of course we agreed that we weren't gay, that it was just an experiment, albeit one that we repeated as often as we could.
It was always “the accidental touch…” , not trying to appear too aggressive and hoping the other boy would pick up on the HUGE hint and take it from there.😜
I love the last line from above message.
 
When i was very young, my buddy and i found a photo album stashed a way in this empty rental unit that belonged to his parents. It was full of old polaroid photos,
They were all of naked men performing various sexual acts. Of course we had looked a our dads playboys etc, but this was something we had never imagined, of course, we took it and looked at it often
And eventually started acting out some of the scenes in the photos! This lasted for most of the summer, we were too young to know anything! All we knew was it was exciting
And we liked it!
 
I remember distinctly in 7th grade. Seems like every boy wore those horrible white, fruit of the loom underwear briefs. I was no exception. They had this opening in the front so you could slip two fingers in and wrangle your dick out through it to pee. In 7th grade, I would be sitting in class and get hard ons for no reason and my dick always stuck through the slot. The head rubbed against the inside of my pants and was a little uncomfortable. I felt like if I stood up, everyone would notice. Probably 90% of the guys in the room were in the same place.
 
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