Gay Male / 57
I Always Liked It, From The Very First Time, It's An Open Secret Now
Bear with me if you have heard of this happening before, or similar. The summer I was 13 I was too old for some form of summer day school, and too young to work. My parents decided that I was old enough to stay home alone. After several weeks of boredom I started riding my bike around, day after day I would go out riding for a couple of hours. I drifted further and further from home and I came upon the construction site for the new sewer system that was being built for what would later be the big industrial park in our town. I hung around around watching the machinery and the men. One man saw me and came and asked what I was doing and I told him and he told me I had to stay behind this line, a line he marked in the dirt with a branch.
I went to watch the construction a couple of days a week. I was there one afternoon around shutting down time and came over and asked why I wasn't at home. I told him because my parents worked and didn't come home till around seven. We talked and now that the work had stopped he offered to show me around. We went in and out of holes in the ground and around machinery and here and there and he showed me these huge concrete tubes that were going to be put in the ground for the sewage line. They were big enough that you could walk in, if you hunched a little. We went into one, about the middle and he told me it was a great place to get away and be alone.
Of course he showed me his dick and told me to hold his dick. He got my dick out of my pants and held my dick and he compared his dick to mine. He told me that the difference between men and boys was the size of their dicks. He jerked me off and I had my first ejaculation caused by another person and he got my pants down and he told me it was going to hurt but feel good, he used some of my ejaculate to lube me up and he worked his dick into me and he was right, it did hurt but it felt good and he finished fucking me and told me that whenever I wanted to I could come down to the construction sight and we could be friends like that.
That summer I learned how he wanted me to hold his dick, how he wanted me to suck his dick, how he wanted me to position myself so he could fuck me. I had my dick sucked, my dick jerked off. That summer I got fucked more than a dozen times. I liked it every time but not every time I went out to watch the construction did he have time to spend with me. Those days I went home disappointed and rejected, the other days when he fucked me I went home happy and content.
The construction came to an end, school started and it was a summer thing that just happened in the past. I met a Mexican man working at the Sears warehouse who fucked me, and later I met a night auditor of a motel who fucked me, and later I met a man who worked at the bank who fucked me. But it was just that, men who wanted to fuck me and I wanted to be fucked.
Not until I was 52 working for natural gas company did I meet a man, and older man who I became friends with and he liked me and was attracted to me and for the first time I made love with a man, all the soft stuff, kissing and caressing, showering, mutual oral sex, and of course he was an alpha male and he liked to fuck me and I liked that very much. I became the partner, the boyfriend, and I met other friends of his who were also homosexuals and I started to associate more and more with the older gay crowd. It was an open secret that he and I were having sex, and it was an open secret that other men were having sex, the alphas got together with the alphas and I got together with the betas. I thought of way back when I was growing up when my parents got together the men sat in the living room and the women in the kitchen and here I was in the 'kitchen' with the other 'girls'. I was now in a social setting that I liked and my parents had passed and no one cared. It was ok if my partner kissed me in public. It was ok with me if we left and the other people at the party knew we were going home and he was going to fuck me. I wanted to be fucked.
And that's the way it is, I remember that summer, it is always on my mind. That first time I got fucked in the sewer line, I don't remember the pain, I do remember just how much I liked it.
I went to watch the construction a couple of days a week. I was there one afternoon around shutting down time and came over and asked why I wasn't at home. I told him because my parents worked and didn't come home till around seven. We talked and now that the work had stopped he offered to show me around. We went in and out of holes in the ground and around machinery and here and there and he showed me these huge concrete tubes that were going to be put in the ground for the sewage line. They were big enough that you could walk in, if you hunched a little. We went into one, about the middle and he told me it was a great place to get away and be alone.
Of course he showed me his dick and told me to hold his dick. He got my dick out of my pants and held my dick and he compared his dick to mine. He told me that the difference between men and boys was the size of their dicks. He jerked me off and I had my first ejaculation caused by another person and he got my pants down and he told me it was going to hurt but feel good, he used some of my ejaculate to lube me up and he worked his dick into me and he was right, it did hurt but it felt good and he finished fucking me and told me that whenever I wanted to I could come down to the construction sight and we could be friends like that.
That summer I learned how he wanted me to hold his dick, how he wanted me to suck his dick, how he wanted me to position myself so he could fuck me. I had my dick sucked, my dick jerked off. That summer I got fucked more than a dozen times. I liked it every time but not every time I went out to watch the construction did he have time to spend with me. Those days I went home disappointed and rejected, the other days when he fucked me I went home happy and content.
The construction came to an end, school started and it was a summer thing that just happened in the past. I met a Mexican man working at the Sears warehouse who fucked me, and later I met a night auditor of a motel who fucked me, and later I met a man who worked at the bank who fucked me. But it was just that, men who wanted to fuck me and I wanted to be fucked.
Not until I was 52 working for natural gas company did I meet a man, and older man who I became friends with and he liked me and was attracted to me and for the first time I made love with a man, all the soft stuff, kissing and caressing, showering, mutual oral sex, and of course he was an alpha male and he liked to fuck me and I liked that very much. I became the partner, the boyfriend, and I met other friends of his who were also homosexuals and I started to associate more and more with the older gay crowd. It was an open secret that he and I were having sex, and it was an open secret that other men were having sex, the alphas got together with the alphas and I got together with the betas. I thought of way back when I was growing up when my parents got together the men sat in the living room and the women in the kitchen and here I was in the 'kitchen' with the other 'girls'. I was now in a social setting that I liked and my parents had passed and no one cared. It was ok if my partner kissed me in public. It was ok with me if we left and the other people at the party knew we were going home and he was going to fuck me. I wanted to be fucked.
And that's the way it is, I remember that summer, it is always on my mind. That first time I got fucked in the sewer line, I don't remember the pain, I do remember just how much I liked it.
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