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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 61
Sharing My First Time Experience And Hope You Enjoy It
As a boy growing up in Mexico City the sixties life was good. My father was the Director of a bank and we lived in the nicer part of town. I went to a private boy's school surrounded by boys much like me. As I got older I was allowed to walk alone, which was a six block excursion. On the way was this abandoned construction site and from time to time I saw men there. One of those men kept inviting me to come in.
Why that afternoon I decided to accept his invitation I will never know, but I did and he took me further and further inside. We got to this room which had his things in it and he asked me if I wanted to suck him. He told me it would be fun and I was going to like it and he undid his pants and stood there with his pants around his ankles and his hairy dick hanging there. He held it up and offered it to me and it was almost a natural instinct. I put his dick in my mouth and he got hard and he face fucked me for a while before telling me to drop my pants.
He sucked my dick for a little while and held my naked cheeks in his hands and told me to turn around and instinct took over and I bent over as he thrust his dick in me. For the following weeks I wandered around in the abandoned building but didn't see him again. I dreamed of him and got hard at night and masturbated. It wasn't until much later that I again would experience what I had experienced that afternoon.
After we returned to Chicago I graduated from a boy's high school and went on to Notre Dame and thought about becoming a priest. I was fully sexually charged and I masturbated almost every night. For whatever reason even knowing it was a sin to have engaged in anal sex with a man and masturbating I never felt guilty. It was there that I met another student thinking about the priesthood and we became lovers. We were caught performing fellatio one afternoon by another classmate and he reported us and we were expelled.
My feelings at the time were rejection, but I went on to become a History professor at a small college in Illinois and met and lived with my partner and lover. He has passed now and loneliness is hard. I fantasize a lot and look for outlets for my desire. This is how I came upon this site, looking for stories and confessions of first time gay encounters. I enjoy reading them and knowing that much like me, it was all an accident of timing. And most if not all enjoyed the moment as I did. These stories are the source of my fantasies and masturbation.
Why that afternoon I decided to accept his invitation I will never know, but I did and he took me further and further inside. We got to this room which had his things in it and he asked me if I wanted to suck him. He told me it would be fun and I was going to like it and he undid his pants and stood there with his pants around his ankles and his hairy dick hanging there. He held it up and offered it to me and it was almost a natural instinct. I put his dick in my mouth and he got hard and he face fucked me for a while before telling me to drop my pants.
He sucked my dick for a little while and held my naked cheeks in his hands and told me to turn around and instinct took over and I bent over as he thrust his dick in me. For the following weeks I wandered around in the abandoned building but didn't see him again. I dreamed of him and got hard at night and masturbated. It wasn't until much later that I again would experience what I had experienced that afternoon.
After we returned to Chicago I graduated from a boy's high school and went on to Notre Dame and thought about becoming a priest. I was fully sexually charged and I masturbated almost every night. For whatever reason even knowing it was a sin to have engaged in anal sex with a man and masturbating I never felt guilty. It was there that I met another student thinking about the priesthood and we became lovers. We were caught performing fellatio one afternoon by another classmate and he reported us and we were expelled.
My feelings at the time were rejection, but I went on to become a History professor at a small college in Illinois and met and lived with my partner and lover. He has passed now and loneliness is hard. I fantasize a lot and look for outlets for my desire. This is how I came upon this site, looking for stories and confessions of first time gay encounters. I enjoy reading them and knowing that much like me, it was all an accident of timing. And most if not all enjoyed the moment as I did. These stories are the source of my fantasies and masturbation.
