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Gay Male / 31
My Experience Growing Up And Being Gay
For my 14th birthday I got a new bike. I was on Scouts and we had meetings on Wednesday evening on a round robbing schedule at the homes of the members of the troop. That afternoon it was at another house and I got permission to ride my bike. The best way to get there was to take the path under the highway following the creek. Riding I came to an area that was heavily wooded behind the water treatment plant. I heard voices, and noises and I stopped to investigate.
I left my bike by the path and walked into the woods and I came across a boy from my school dressed as a girl bent over holding onto a small tree trunk and the man who ran the gas station behind him fucking him. I stood and watched, I couldn't leave, or back up, I watched the whole thing, When the man finished and he pulled up his pants any my schoolmate pulled up his panties, he looked just like a girl going to church. The man kissed him and then walked back towards the treatment plant and I found myself face to face with my schoolmate. He offered to suck me if I kept quiet. I couldn't resist and I sucked him too. I got to my Scout meeting late and said I had gotten lost coming over.
I had lots of wet dreams over that incident. We were schoolmates but not friends and we didn't repeat the encounter. When I was in my second year at University my parents signed me up for a six week Art Appreciation class in Rome. There were many students from all over Europe and America and Canada. I roomed with five other boys, three to a room, in this school sponsored apartment building. Everyday I saw these boys get dressed or undressed, and peeing in the toilet, sometimes naked coming out of the bathroom. I wanted to suck cock so bad, I relieved myself as quietly as I could masturbating in bed.
My staring didn't go unnoticed and this boy from Ontario, Canada came to me one afternoon when we were alone and stood beside me with his cock out of his pants and touched my face with his cock. I sucked. And sucked. I didn't know what I was doing but he came all over my face. I was his bitch after that and he got into my ass and when I went back home I felt abandoned and depressed.
It wasn't until I was working after University that I met this couple of guys in my apartment block and they invited me to a party. They introduced me around and I got to talking with this older very masculine guy who was a graphic artist and I ended up with him in his apartment. Completely naked with him, he was gentle but firm and I went naturally to my role as his boyfriend. I had found my group and friends and I was as good a boyfriend as I could be. When we had sex, I envisioned my schoolmate in a dress and panties, Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.
I left my bike by the path and walked into the woods and I came across a boy from my school dressed as a girl bent over holding onto a small tree trunk and the man who ran the gas station behind him fucking him. I stood and watched, I couldn't leave, or back up, I watched the whole thing, When the man finished and he pulled up his pants any my schoolmate pulled up his panties, he looked just like a girl going to church. The man kissed him and then walked back towards the treatment plant and I found myself face to face with my schoolmate. He offered to suck me if I kept quiet. I couldn't resist and I sucked him too. I got to my Scout meeting late and said I had gotten lost coming over.
I had lots of wet dreams over that incident. We were schoolmates but not friends and we didn't repeat the encounter. When I was in my second year at University my parents signed me up for a six week Art Appreciation class in Rome. There were many students from all over Europe and America and Canada. I roomed with five other boys, three to a room, in this school sponsored apartment building. Everyday I saw these boys get dressed or undressed, and peeing in the toilet, sometimes naked coming out of the bathroom. I wanted to suck cock so bad, I relieved myself as quietly as I could masturbating in bed.
My staring didn't go unnoticed and this boy from Ontario, Canada came to me one afternoon when we were alone and stood beside me with his cock out of his pants and touched my face with his cock. I sucked. And sucked. I didn't know what I was doing but he came all over my face. I was his bitch after that and he got into my ass and when I went back home I felt abandoned and depressed.
It wasn't until I was working after University that I met this couple of guys in my apartment block and they invited me to a party. They introduced me around and I got to talking with this older very masculine guy who was a graphic artist and I ended up with him in his apartment. Completely naked with him, he was gentle but firm and I went naturally to my role as his boyfriend. I had found my group and friends and I was as good a boyfriend as I could be. When we had sex, I envisioned my schoolmate in a dress and panties, Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.
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