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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 75+
I Learned All About Sex With A Man When I Went To See My Math Prof
I grew up with my Mom. She was the manager of the Christian Book Store in town, and a devout Christian. Church was the social life, and I was a very involved in Church. In our city was a Lutheran College and that's where I went. I wanted to be a Minister, and I was enrolled in Religious Studies.
One of my professors, who taught math and probabilities, I liked math so I took probabilities as an elective, retired after my first class with him. I was disappointed and the next semester was a bust. I looked him up, he lived alone in a small two bedroom house on a large lot. When I went to see him he was watching some old football games on the tv. I sat there and we had small talk, and I could see that he was fiddling with his pants. He asked me to come over and help him, to get his pants open and pull out his dick.
Come on boy, he told me, make yourself useful here. He wanted me to suck his dick, so I did. His dick got hard enough, I held it in my hand, while I sucked on his dick and ran my tongue around his dick head. He released some precum, which I liked off and then he released some drops of liquid cum. Come on boy, he said, lick it off.
He had me take my pants off and go lay on his bed face down and he got on my back and put his dick between my legs, as he told me to open my legs, and he found my anus and after pushing down he got it in and fucked me until he came. I lay on the bed for a while, not moving after he got off. I had cum into his bedspread and was scared to stand up.
When I visited he told me about him being a gambler, and he and this whore named Rose traveled all up and down the Mexican border. I cooked for him, or reheated food, and he sucked on my dick from time to time, and he fucked me a lot of times. I loved being fucked, I wanted to be fucked, being fucked was the best feeling I ever had. I stopped wanting to be a Minister because I knew that fucking like that was a sin. I wanted to be a gambler instead.
I didn't finish college, I ran off with this man. He was a man that serviced the office equipment at the Church. His name was Ran and he liked fucking me as much as my math professor did. We traveled for a while, he stopped and fixed office equipment, and sometimes I did odd jobs. We spent all summer on the road. We fucked, or I sucked him, either way my job was to get him off.
He and i separated and he went his way and I stayed where he dropped me off, and I got a job as a tutor for math for the boys who were flunking math. I won't say that I didn't have something for some of those boys, but I knew better, that had been drilled into me by my math professor. What the odds that you won't be found out? ZERO. If you fuck with a boy, you will be sent straight to jail for the rest of your life. I didn't fuck with boys, I fucked with older men.
One of my professors, who taught math and probabilities, I liked math so I took probabilities as an elective, retired after my first class with him. I was disappointed and the next semester was a bust. I looked him up, he lived alone in a small two bedroom house on a large lot. When I went to see him he was watching some old football games on the tv. I sat there and we had small talk, and I could see that he was fiddling with his pants. He asked me to come over and help him, to get his pants open and pull out his dick.
Come on boy, he told me, make yourself useful here. He wanted me to suck his dick, so I did. His dick got hard enough, I held it in my hand, while I sucked on his dick and ran my tongue around his dick head. He released some precum, which I liked off and then he released some drops of liquid cum. Come on boy, he said, lick it off.
He had me take my pants off and go lay on his bed face down and he got on my back and put his dick between my legs, as he told me to open my legs, and he found my anus and after pushing down he got it in and fucked me until he came. I lay on the bed for a while, not moving after he got off. I had cum into his bedspread and was scared to stand up.
When I visited he told me about him being a gambler, and he and this whore named Rose traveled all up and down the Mexican border. I cooked for him, or reheated food, and he sucked on my dick from time to time, and he fucked me a lot of times. I loved being fucked, I wanted to be fucked, being fucked was the best feeling I ever had. I stopped wanting to be a Minister because I knew that fucking like that was a sin. I wanted to be a gambler instead.
I didn't finish college, I ran off with this man. He was a man that serviced the office equipment at the Church. His name was Ran and he liked fucking me as much as my math professor did. We traveled for a while, he stopped and fixed office equipment, and sometimes I did odd jobs. We spent all summer on the road. We fucked, or I sucked him, either way my job was to get him off.
He and i separated and he went his way and I stayed where he dropped me off, and I got a job as a tutor for math for the boys who were flunking math. I won't say that I didn't have something for some of those boys, but I knew better, that had been drilled into me by my math professor. What the odds that you won't be found out? ZERO. If you fuck with a boy, you will be sent straight to jail for the rest of your life. I didn't fuck with boys, I fucked with older men.
