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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 51
When I was in high school in New Jersey I had a best friend, Kenny, who I hung around with a lot. He was an Italian-American and a bit loud. I was a typical jock that played baseball and football.
He had the hots for my sister and I kind of liked his sister.
We were in my room one day after school when he was in 12th and I was in 11th grade and, like he always did, he started joshing around trying to get me to wrestle with him.
I was stronger, much stronger, and always won.
I don't know why I did it that day but I let him win.
I could feel, like every time, that we'd both gotten erections wrestling around on my floor.
Kenny straddled me over my chest, pinning my arms down with his knees, and he was wearing loose shorts. I looked at his crotch and could not look away.
"I'm gonna get what I want this time" he said and he guided his hands to his waist.
He tugged the front of his shorts down and his erection sprang out and it was massive. About 10 inches long, double the length of mine, and I stared at it nervously.
"Suck it" he said quietly, knowing my parents and siblings were in the house, and he pushed it towards my mouth.
I wrapped my lips around it and began sucking it.
He started thrusting slowly, facefucking me, and then sped up until he came in my mouth. I gagged and coughed loudly, my mouth full of his sperm, and he laughed loudly.
Kenny then got off of me and pinned my legs back and fucked me missionary style.
I have to admit that I liked it.
When he was done he just got up and pulled up his shorts and left.
I was still laying on the floor, my back rugburned, as he went out my bedroom door.
We began repeating this routine almost every day for the next several months until he left for the Navy after high school.
I joined the Army and we both went on with our lives, losing touch over the years until recently.
You see, I just learned on a social media site that Kenny, now divorced, is dating my younger sister, who was just divorced out in Kansas. They've been seeing each other for several months and it seems pretty serious.
I don't know what to do when I see him again.
He had the hots for my sister and I kind of liked his sister.
We were in my room one day after school when he was in 12th and I was in 11th grade and, like he always did, he started joshing around trying to get me to wrestle with him.
I was stronger, much stronger, and always won.
I don't know why I did it that day but I let him win.
I could feel, like every time, that we'd both gotten erections wrestling around on my floor.
Kenny straddled me over my chest, pinning my arms down with his knees, and he was wearing loose shorts. I looked at his crotch and could not look away.
"I'm gonna get what I want this time" he said and he guided his hands to his waist.
He tugged the front of his shorts down and his erection sprang out and it was massive. About 10 inches long, double the length of mine, and I stared at it nervously.
"Suck it" he said quietly, knowing my parents and siblings were in the house, and he pushed it towards my mouth.
I wrapped my lips around it and began sucking it.
He started thrusting slowly, facefucking me, and then sped up until he came in my mouth. I gagged and coughed loudly, my mouth full of his sperm, and he laughed loudly.
Kenny then got off of me and pinned my legs back and fucked me missionary style.
I have to admit that I liked it.
When he was done he just got up and pulled up his shorts and left.
I was still laying on the floor, my back rugburned, as he went out my bedroom door.
We began repeating this routine almost every day for the next several months until he left for the Navy after high school.
I joined the Army and we both went on with our lives, losing touch over the years until recently.
You see, I just learned on a social media site that Kenny, now divorced, is dating my younger sister, who was just divorced out in Kansas. They've been seeing each other for several months and it seems pretty serious.
I don't know what to do when I see him again.
