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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 46
The Swimming Hole Experience
I was in Scouts, First Class, and we went to a knew campground for the summer camp experience. At that camp there was a lake and the purpose of going there was for many of the Scouts to get their canoeing merit badge, as well as other outdoor badges, riflery, archery, bridge building. There was also a swimming hole, up river about a mile. Because I was First Class and a little older, I was in the group given permission to go.
The water was cold in the swimming hole, and we laughed because we all shrunk quite a bit. The sun was shinning and someone got the idea of taking off their swim trunks and sunbathing naked. Soon we were all naked. Laying out on the river edge, our pricks had gotten bigger now that we were out of the water. Some of the boys were jerking off, and hard pricks were offered around like pot was offered around in college dorms. I sucked my first prick, so smooth, so hard, my heart raced and I had to suck him more. He was fourteen and he shot his load, I was the winner.
After that swimming hole experience I was one of the boys that sucked off older boys. I liked it and I liked holding a prick in my hand. We usually sucked after lights out, in the tents. I think it was usual for us to have a favorite, we sucked the same boy and that boy looked after us. It was some time before we kissed on the mouth, first to see what it was like, and then because we liked it.
There was school, not only scouting, and once we had established who was whose we became boyfriends. We didn't call it that, but we were boyfriends. We hung out together and whenever the opportunity was there we kissed and made out, and we sucked each other. It wasn't until well along in high school, after we had made Eagle, that we spread our cheeks and we were made true boyfriends.
I don't know why that came back to me so hard, such memories are precious and they stay with you. We remained boyfriends all the way through college. It was after college that the flame burned out between us. We haven't talked in over twenty years now.
The water was cold in the swimming hole, and we laughed because we all shrunk quite a bit. The sun was shinning and someone got the idea of taking off their swim trunks and sunbathing naked. Soon we were all naked. Laying out on the river edge, our pricks had gotten bigger now that we were out of the water. Some of the boys were jerking off, and hard pricks were offered around like pot was offered around in college dorms. I sucked my first prick, so smooth, so hard, my heart raced and I had to suck him more. He was fourteen and he shot his load, I was the winner.
After that swimming hole experience I was one of the boys that sucked off older boys. I liked it and I liked holding a prick in my hand. We usually sucked after lights out, in the tents. I think it was usual for us to have a favorite, we sucked the same boy and that boy looked after us. It was some time before we kissed on the mouth, first to see what it was like, and then because we liked it.
There was school, not only scouting, and once we had established who was whose we became boyfriends. We didn't call it that, but we were boyfriends. We hung out together and whenever the opportunity was there we kissed and made out, and we sucked each other. It wasn't until well along in high school, after we had made Eagle, that we spread our cheeks and we were made true boyfriends.
I don't know why that came back to me so hard, such memories are precious and they stay with you. We remained boyfriends all the way through college. It was after college that the flame burned out between us. We haven't talked in over twenty years now.
