I know this could shock some people, but back in the early 60's, Peadofiles were not openly discussed or nor did the Parents warn us against strangers, but what happened then, i still dream about it

I was about nine years old when i went to a one roomed shack with a couple of other Kids, there were a couple of more kids inside and a man laying in a bed watching the other kids play with the toy train set, so i sat down with them, facing this man and joined in, now where i lived at the time, the weather was warm and i was only wearing a pair of shorts, nothing else, nor no underwear (i hated wearing them, and still do, but now, i love to wear the ladys underwear, a lot more comftable) and being a typical Kid, i think i was sitting cross legged on the floor without thinking about my private bits on show, as i realised in later life that could be the reason as to why he singled me out, as he may have became horny just looking at me, or looking at my Dick and nuts that could have been on open display.

After a while, he called me over to his bed and whispered something, not sure what it was, but i think he may have said, "do you want to see my Dicky"??, i think, i said yes and he raised his blanket to show me his stiff Dick and i think he said, "do you want to feel it" i think i said yes again, so he told me to go out side and hide in the bushes until he got rid of the other kids, and once he did, he called for me and i went back inside the Shack/hut and i pulled my shorts down and i took them the rest of the way of, and as i done that, he stripped naked as well and he asked me to climb into bed with him, i think i jumped into bed with him, then he felt me all over and asked me to bend my legs, then i felt this wonderful feeling of him putting his stiff dick into my bottom and then making passionate love to me, i remember it was a beatiful experiance until he pulled his dick out, to which i tried to stick my dick into him, but no go, seeing that i could not crack a fat, but we laid there for a while, totaly naked but he was caring, and he loved me.

I did try to go back to his Shack / Cabin, but things got in my way, i was hoping for another chance to go to bed with him, but we moved not long after.

Since then, i had close encounters with a male friend of mine when we were in high school by playing around naked with each other and pretending to be lovers, but i was too scared to go any further, in fear that his parents or brothers could walk in, plus i did not want to ruin a good friendship, though he did have a beautiful cock and body, after i left school, i tried to live a normal life by dating girls and eventually marrying one for a certain amount of years, but regardless, i always thought of the time i was in bed with my correct lover as i always looked at males, fully dressed or naked and dreamt on, just wanting to and aching to have a penis in my anus love hole again, preferably by a older man.

But before my first anal encounter, i think the reason why i never thought about people looking down my shorts, i was usually going naked in the bush, i just totaly loved being nude, and still do, and in a way, i think that could be the reason why i ended up in bed with him, i think one of the other kids told him, but i don't care, as i really enjoyed the experiance and still dream about it, so now, i think it is time to come out of the closet and get my self a older lover.





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by Anonymous on Jul 16, 2012 at 7:06 AM

So you like bending over and smiling

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by Anonymous on Jul 16, 2012 at 1:18 PM

That i do, but that depends on the age of the guy and on well endowed he is, for me to share my ass again i want a colossal size cock to spread my bum cheecks apart and be long enough to go deep

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by Anonymous on Jul 20, 2012 at 11:32 AM

Well my experience was in the 80's and although I had the usual basic warnings of the day there was a local friend (whom I therefore trusted initially so the warnings were not in the front of my mind) who wanted to take me fishing. I went with him and when he started trying to come on to me, I ran away to home, somehow knowing the difference. I am so glad I did. I only wish I had told my parents (I was too ashamed) so that he could have spent the rest of his scumbag life in skinner prison, getting molested by mere thieves and killers.

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