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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 49
Fifth Graders Figuring Out The Pecking Order
Just a little something to entertain you. In the 5th grade I was in swimteam and during the summer months we had meets with other schools and swim teams. That summer a new boy was on our team, his mother had divorced and they were living with his grandmother. His name was Stephen, long body, very good swimmer, cute ass, you know the type. When it was time to pee he went with me and we peed together. He asked me if I liked his dick and he told me he liked my dick and he touched it with his finger. "Want to touch?" We put out dicks together and we touched our dick heads together and rubbed our pee holes together. "Now you hold my dick and I will hold your dick and we'll do it some more"
While we were holding each other's dicks and touching them against each other, we both had hard dicks and we were sword fighting and we were close and I got desire to kiss him. I kissed Stephen on the lips. He backed off "That's gay" he said. I really hurt my feelings, enough that it made me cry. "Don't be a gay shit man, we were just playing around and you have to be gay".
He stayed away from me for a couple of weeks, I was in the shower and he walked up on me and poked my hole with his dick, he was hard, I could feel it. In fact I thought it was his finger. "You can kiss me if you want, but don't be gay about it". I stood there and he took my dick in his hand and he kissed me. "Now kiss me, but don't be gay" and I grabbed his dick in my hand and kissed him. We stood together and rubbed our dicks together and then I just turned around and let him rub his dick in my crack. "You know you are really gay, only gay guys like it in the ass".
My mother arranged with his mother for him to go into town to the museum. We spent the afternoon with the dinosaurs and the rocks, we didn't see the butterflies because that was gay, we went into the bathroom together and into the single stall and peed together and he let me kiss him without pulling away. When we got back to my house we had to wait for his mother for a couple of hours and we stayed in my room. I sucked his dick laying on my bed, I sucked his dick for a long time. "You like that?" I told him I did and he told me he did too.
I pushed my pants down and he got on my back and rubbed his dick back and forth in my crack. I didn't hear my mother come down the hall and we didn't have locks on the door and she walked him while he was rubbing his dick in my crack. All she saw was his naked butt on me.
We waited in the living room until his mother came and my mother told her what we were doing. His mother asked him if it was true and she said that we shouldn't do those things and she told my mother not to worry most all boys did that now and then. We didn't tell her about me sucking his dick, or kissing or sword fighting in the bathroom at the meets. My mother told me that as far as she was concerned it was not something she was going to put up with 'especially that he was on your back', emphasis on 'your'.
It would be several years before I sucked a dick again and had a dick rubbing against my crack, and I had that dick in my ass. But Stephen was right, I was gay. So was he, one a top and one a bottom, in the fifth grade.
While we were holding each other's dicks and touching them against each other, we both had hard dicks and we were sword fighting and we were close and I got desire to kiss him. I kissed Stephen on the lips. He backed off "That's gay" he said. I really hurt my feelings, enough that it made me cry. "Don't be a gay shit man, we were just playing around and you have to be gay".
He stayed away from me for a couple of weeks, I was in the shower and he walked up on me and poked my hole with his dick, he was hard, I could feel it. In fact I thought it was his finger. "You can kiss me if you want, but don't be gay about it". I stood there and he took my dick in his hand and he kissed me. "Now kiss me, but don't be gay" and I grabbed his dick in my hand and kissed him. We stood together and rubbed our dicks together and then I just turned around and let him rub his dick in my crack. "You know you are really gay, only gay guys like it in the ass".
My mother arranged with his mother for him to go into town to the museum. We spent the afternoon with the dinosaurs and the rocks, we didn't see the butterflies because that was gay, we went into the bathroom together and into the single stall and peed together and he let me kiss him without pulling away. When we got back to my house we had to wait for his mother for a couple of hours and we stayed in my room. I sucked his dick laying on my bed, I sucked his dick for a long time. "You like that?" I told him I did and he told me he did too.
I pushed my pants down and he got on my back and rubbed his dick back and forth in my crack. I didn't hear my mother come down the hall and we didn't have locks on the door and she walked him while he was rubbing his dick in my crack. All she saw was his naked butt on me.
We waited in the living room until his mother came and my mother told her what we were doing. His mother asked him if it was true and she said that we shouldn't do those things and she told my mother not to worry most all boys did that now and then. We didn't tell her about me sucking his dick, or kissing or sword fighting in the bathroom at the meets. My mother told me that as far as she was concerned it was not something she was going to put up with 'especially that he was on your back', emphasis on 'your'.
It would be several years before I sucked a dick again and had a dick rubbing against my crack, and I had that dick in my ass. But Stephen was right, I was gay. So was he, one a top and one a bottom, in the fifth grade.
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