I was fifteen and I had my own room on the second floor. I could see our neighbors back yard and from the corner I could see the sliding glass door of a bedroom that gave onto the porch. The house was occupied by a pilot. This one night I walked by my window and I saw that the dr**es of the porch doors were pulled back. Clearly on the dresser I could see the TV. There was gay porn, two guys fucking. I watched and then this one guy, a young guy naked got up and walked in front of the dresser and the next thing there was a picture of the pilot naked on his back, next the young guy came into the picture and he bend down and started to suck the pilot. After a couple of minutes the young guy got up again and returned to suck off the pilot, this time you could see the pilot's face and the young guy's face as he turned to look at the camera.

I stood there and watched. After a good long time, the guy got off the pilot pulled on his dick and the young guy came back and got on his knees facing the camera and the pilot got behind him and fucked him. Unbelievable. When the pilot got off the young guy got up and walked back in front of the glass doors and looked out and we had eye contact. He stood there pulled on his dick and smiled and went back to play with the camera. After fixing he camera on the bed again, this time on the pilots back and ass, he stood at the glass door and shook his head and slowly closed the dr**es.

A couple of days later when I got home from school he walked out of the house and bumped into me. He introduced himself and said he had just moved in, asked me for my name and invited me to come over any time. He was waiting for me the next day and had me come in. We sat on the couch and he told me he was an artist and said he figured I liked cinema. He turned to this video camera that was on the side table and turned it on and this video of two guys fucking came on. He asked me if I liked that, he pushed forward and the video of the night I watched came on. He left it on until it was over. He reached over and grabbed my pants and worked them open and sucked my dick.

When he stopped he told me that was a good dick to suck, he liked dicks like mine, hard and young and full of life. He took out his dick and said I had to return the favor. He held my head with his hand and I sucked him. After a few minutes he told me that I had to learn to suck a dick, it was a work of art, that a dick all by itself didn't get happy, that when you sucked it you had to make it happy. And he sucked me again, and said now you try it. We sucked on the couch for long time, at least it felt like a long time. He got up and came back with three sex toys, different sizes and shapes, one of which was a normal erect penis. He told me we had to figure out which was my right size.

He took his pants off and using some lube he lubricated the normal looking penis and stuck it up his ass. He pulled it out and said lets try this one, and then we will try with the real thing. He told me that in the videos the actor always made it look like it hurt like hell, but it didn't it felt good, indescribably good, I was going to enjoy it, every bit of it. He lubed up the rubber dick again, and said he had to lube up my ass and he stuck it in. All the way in he told me that it felt good, he pulled it out and gave me the lube and told me to lube up his dick.

After he fucked me he asked me which was better.

For the several months that he lived with the pilot we got together to have fun, to watch some professional porn and to watch some of the stuff he recorded. He gave me as a gift the rubber penis with a tube of lube and told me to practice. He showed me how to give him a blow job and how to suck him dry. He sucked me dry many times and we fucked almost every time we got together.

One day he wasn't there and a couple of days later he stopped by in his car and told me that the pilot didn't want him living there anymore. I didn't have another fuck buddy until I got to college. That lasted a few months and I left college and joined AT&T as a programmer. I got a transfer to Boston and I went wild, I was careless and wild, but I had fun. I settled on this guy who ran a car repair shop and saved enough money to buy my own car, debt free. I am in Dallas now, working for AT&T and living with a man who likes certain things. I am accommodating as long as the certain things I like come back to me.

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