Gay Male / 23
I'm A Kissing Freak.
When I first learned to drive I liked borrowing my mother's car on Friday night and riding around. I went all over town, along the bypass, downtown, to the suburbs. One evening, it was well after dark, I went down this gravel road on the other side of town. I went along looking for a place to turn around and I started seeing cars parked in the trees off the road. A dozen cars. In one car I could see that it was two men kissing. I stopped and watched. When they saw me they shot me the finger.
I learned that I could drive on beyond where the parked cars were, park and get out and walk back and I could watch men kissing. Sometimes I saw a man standing outside the car and the other man behind him. I saw lots of men on their knees outside the door of the car sucking the other man off. When I say saw, it was over many times I went out there. At night I dreamed of being kissed, because it was watching the men kissing that really made me feel it.
I must have projected my feelings because this one afternoon I was at the corner store and I was looking at the man behind the counter wishing he would kiss me. He saw me and asked me what I was looking at. We exchanged looks and went into the bathroom and he kissed me and of course he put his hand in my pants and felt me up and sucked me. I sucked him too. It's what you do. I dreamed of him kissing me and got terribly hard, I masturbated out of necessity but my dreams were about kissing.
I started driving slowly through the gravel road, I parked and waited there and this one guy came up and asked what I was doing there. When he saw I was a kid he told me to leave, if I was caught out there I would ruin it for everyone. So I went back to parking and sneaking around watching. And going to the corner store, by then the old clerk was having sex with me.
These feelings came to me, I didn't look for them and no one tried to make me like it. I won't have sex unless we kiss first. In that sense I guess I'm like a girl. I need to be kissed and felt up. In school I met this kid, or he met me, and we went to his house. He was a comic book kid, and a gamer. He had a sweet lips and I liked kissing with him. We had sex, he topped and I bottomed. He got me tattooed at this parlor that would do kids. He insisted that I get the double male sign, on the inside of my wrist.
The gravel road still hosts men on the make. I'm old enough now to go to the gravel road and make out in a car with a man that I meet there. It feels good to sit there and make out with our hands busy down below. I really enjoy kissing and if it progresses to something more then so be it. Not all the men are there to just kiss and I have to accommodate them. But I have my standards.
I learned that I could drive on beyond where the parked cars were, park and get out and walk back and I could watch men kissing. Sometimes I saw a man standing outside the car and the other man behind him. I saw lots of men on their knees outside the door of the car sucking the other man off. When I say saw, it was over many times I went out there. At night I dreamed of being kissed, because it was watching the men kissing that really made me feel it.
I must have projected my feelings because this one afternoon I was at the corner store and I was looking at the man behind the counter wishing he would kiss me. He saw me and asked me what I was looking at. We exchanged looks and went into the bathroom and he kissed me and of course he put his hand in my pants and felt me up and sucked me. I sucked him too. It's what you do. I dreamed of him kissing me and got terribly hard, I masturbated out of necessity but my dreams were about kissing.
I started driving slowly through the gravel road, I parked and waited there and this one guy came up and asked what I was doing there. When he saw I was a kid he told me to leave, if I was caught out there I would ruin it for everyone. So I went back to parking and sneaking around watching. And going to the corner store, by then the old clerk was having sex with me.
These feelings came to me, I didn't look for them and no one tried to make me like it. I won't have sex unless we kiss first. In that sense I guess I'm like a girl. I need to be kissed and felt up. In school I met this kid, or he met me, and we went to his house. He was a comic book kid, and a gamer. He had a sweet lips and I liked kissing with him. We had sex, he topped and I bottomed. He got me tattooed at this parlor that would do kids. He insisted that I get the double male sign, on the inside of my wrist.
The gravel road still hosts men on the make. I'm old enough now to go to the gravel road and make out in a car with a man that I meet there. It feels good to sit there and make out with our hands busy down below. I really enjoy kissing and if it progresses to something more then so be it. Not all the men are there to just kiss and I have to accommodate them. But I have my standards.
