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Gay Male / 39
Gay Boy The Early Years
As a kid I rode my bike around after school. My mother worked and I was what was called a latchkey kid. The afternoon that the following happened I rode over to the construction site for the new highway. I liked going there because I could ride over the rough terrain and pretend I was on a crossbike. I rode around and came to this part of the construction site where they had offloaded a bunch of sewar pipe. I came up on a man who was standing there masturbating watching me ride my bike. He offered me his dick.
I was scared and all but I froze. He kept masturbating, and offering me his dick. He asked to see my dick and told me to come over to him and he would get my dick hard for me. I knew that what I was doing was completely wrong, but I did what I was told. He took my dick out of my pants and started to jerk me off until he got me hard like he had promised. I felt like I had to pee but he held my dick so hard in his hand that I couldn't. He took his dick and rubbed his dick against mine, before bending down and taking my dick in his mouth and sucking on me hard. Then it was my turn.
He had a campout and we were there naked, he was kissing me and jerking on my dick and he kept making me hold his dick in my hand. He told me over and over that he knew I was gay because I liked it. He fingered me and he used spit in his hand to get me ready and he fucked me completely, until he came inside of me. I left only after he kissed me again and told me not to tell anyone.
He wasn't there the next day or any day after that. And no one else like that was there, only workers for the highway. I masturbated after that and developed a desire to be kissed, whether it was my History teacher or the youth pastor. There was a man who worked at the grocery store in the produce section that looked at me when I went there and I developed a real desire for him to kiss me. He kissed me and he had anal sex with me and he sucked my dick and I sucked his dick. Only he was always there and he would have me wait for him out back behind the electrical box. I won't say I loved it, that's the wrong word, I wanted to see him, I wanted to suck on his dick, and I wanted him to fuck me. That much I can say.
Those were my teen years. I had to get a job after I could drive and went into the Navy after high school. My desires I kept in check, except for masturbating and fantasizing about this one sailor or that other one. I never liked the skinny kids like me, it was always some older career sailor. But I kept it to myself and didn't act out, I didn't want to be discharged for being gay.
Halfway through my enlistment I did have a breakdown and I met up with a man in San Diego at a movie theatre. At that time I was so hungry for having sex and for me anyway, kissing that I lost track of what I was doing and we were thrown out of the theatre.
After my enlistment I went to work for a company as a calibration specialist for electronic equipment.
I was scared and all but I froze. He kept masturbating, and offering me his dick. He asked to see my dick and told me to come over to him and he would get my dick hard for me. I knew that what I was doing was completely wrong, but I did what I was told. He took my dick out of my pants and started to jerk me off until he got me hard like he had promised. I felt like I had to pee but he held my dick so hard in his hand that I couldn't. He took his dick and rubbed his dick against mine, before bending down and taking my dick in his mouth and sucking on me hard. Then it was my turn.
He had a campout and we were there naked, he was kissing me and jerking on my dick and he kept making me hold his dick in my hand. He told me over and over that he knew I was gay because I liked it. He fingered me and he used spit in his hand to get me ready and he fucked me completely, until he came inside of me. I left only after he kissed me again and told me not to tell anyone.
He wasn't there the next day or any day after that. And no one else like that was there, only workers for the highway. I masturbated after that and developed a desire to be kissed, whether it was my History teacher or the youth pastor. There was a man who worked at the grocery store in the produce section that looked at me when I went there and I developed a real desire for him to kiss me. He kissed me and he had anal sex with me and he sucked my dick and I sucked his dick. Only he was always there and he would have me wait for him out back behind the electrical box. I won't say I loved it, that's the wrong word, I wanted to see him, I wanted to suck on his dick, and I wanted him to fuck me. That much I can say.
Those were my teen years. I had to get a job after I could drive and went into the Navy after high school. My desires I kept in check, except for masturbating and fantasizing about this one sailor or that other one. I never liked the skinny kids like me, it was always some older career sailor. But I kept it to myself and didn't act out, I didn't want to be discharged for being gay.
Halfway through my enlistment I did have a breakdown and I met up with a man in San Diego at a movie theatre. At that time I was so hungry for having sex and for me anyway, kissing that I lost track of what I was doing and we were thrown out of the theatre.
After my enlistment I went to work for a company as a calibration specialist for electronic equipment.
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