JakeDeschain

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Gender: Bi-Sexual Male
Age: 62
Relationship Status : Not sure
Profile Visits : 271
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Number of Confessions : 2
About JakeDeschain:

Separated for four years so I masturbate and fantasize constantly. I live in the South and am proudly Bi.

JakeDeschain's Favorite Confessions:

Watching Porn

So i got divorced after 20 years which led me to watching porn which in turn led to shemale porn. More and more shemale porn led to an addiction I could not control. Finally I gave in and hired a trans escort. We got naked and I could not wait to put her cock in my mouth. I sucked her good and it was delicious. She came in my mouth and I swallowed every drop. I have been with two other trans ladies since and I sucked them and swallowed their cum too. I admit that I have an addiction and that I will continue to suck and swallow girls with cocks as much as I can. Be careful with porn.

My Best Friends Personal Cocksucker.

When we were 13, my best friend and I began jacking off together. After awhile we started giving each other blowjobs. 5+ times a week we would trade bjs. I didn't notice at the time but he would bail on returning the favor now and then. Eventually it was just me blowing him. For 5 years I was blowing him nearly every day. When we were 17 he moved away. we have kept in touch. I never sucked anyone else until recently when he got married and asked me to blow him at his bachelor party. we are 45 now.

My Cousin Was My Best Friend

when i was really young my mom and i moved five states away to live with my aunt and uncle and three cousins. i didn't know them too well, but my mom said they were family and family takes care of each other so they were taking care of us. one boy three years older than me, one boy five years older, and one girl six years older. tyler, the boy closest to my age, he and i played all the time. his older siblings weren't really interested in having him around cause he was too "kiddie" for them and me too so we played together.

when i was 11 tyler got his first girlfriend and we didn't play as much anymore. i didn't like it and didn't understand, so when they broke up and he played with me more again i was happy. he had another girlfriend for a year and we didn't play, but we did when they broke up. he started hanging out with a new girl and one time he was going to go to the mall with her i started crying and told him i didn't like him anymore. he asked why and i told him because when he's with girls he doesn't play with me anymore. he said well girlfriends give him things i don't, i asked like what and he said blowjobs and he gets to finger them and touch their boobs. i didn't know what a blowjob was but i told him he could touch my boobs and stuck my chest out, my tiny barely grown tits poking through the fabric. i wasn't wearing bras yet. he reached out and grabbed both of them, punched my nipples a bunch, it didn't really feel any kind of way to me but he liked it a lot. he lifted my shirt and kept doing it. and then asked about the other stuff. he asked if he could finger me and i had never been fingered so i wasn't sure about it but said okay. he told me to take my pants off and lay on the bed so i did what he said. he licked me for a minute which felt kinda good and then stuck a finger in my hole which felt funny. i didn't get why he liked it so much.

then he asked me about a blowjob and i told him i didn't know what that was. so he took his pants off and laid next to me on the bed. his boner was hard and pointing straight up. he said i'm supposed to suck on it to make him cum. i tried but wasn't very good so he showed me a bunch of videos on his phone and said to do it like the women in the videos. i did my best to do it like they did and he eventually did cum in my mouth. he kept saying "swallow it" while he was cumming so i did.

he told me i would make a good girlfriend. he told me if i keep doing that and get him snacks when we play and help him clean his room then he won't need to get a girlfriend so i did. every day i let him touch and sometimes suck on my boobs, finger me, and gave him a blowjob. sometimes i would swallow his cum, sometimes he would cum on my face or my boobs.

it didn't take very long, just a few months, before he told me he wanted to have sex with me. we were both virgins but had watched a lot of videos on his phone so we knew what it was like. he had been licking me a lot which was feeling good, and i started to love the feeling of his finger in me, so i said okay. i remember how awkward the first time was, i laid on my back on his bed and he tried to push his dick in my hole but it wouldn't fit so he laid back and i sat on it. i kind of wiggled around for a while and bounced on it but i'm sure it wasn't very good. he laid me on my stomach and fucked me from behind til he came on my butt. it didn't last very long but all felt really good. he had a sex ed class and got condoms. he started fucking me with condoms and leaving his dick in me when he came. and soon enough i was obsessed with getting fucked by him. i wanted it after school, before bed, in the morning before school. i was going to school with his cum in my stomach most days. he said he wanted to cum inside me but i would get pregnant so he started fucking my butt. some mornings his cum would be leaking into my underwear on the bus ride.

he's got a wife now but he's still the only person i let fuck my butt.

Bath Night

This is a story more than a confession. It’s about growing up poor and it’s about love and it’s about sex. We grew up on a shitty little piece of land in southern Indiana. We were dirt poor. Dad went out looking for odd jobs everyday and mom cleaned houses. The responsibility to take care of our little farm fell on me and my big sister. We took care of a couple of pigs the chickens and occasionally a sick calf that dad got cheap. We had no in door plumbing just an old well with a hand pump. Now being outside all the time my sister Jane and I were always dirty. Janie was 3 years older than me. We never thought much about being dirty. It was a way of life. Dad would carry buckets of water in and mom wood heat it on the wood stove. It was a lot of work. As I remember we only took a bath about once a week. my sister didn’t start school until she was 8 years old because our parents didn’t want to lose their farm help. Finally the county made them send her They tried the same with me and only made it 2 years. When I started school I was 8 and Jane was 11.

When Jane had started school the teacher sent home a note saying that Jane had to come to school cleaner. Jane was mortified. Mom just told her she would have to carry and fix her own bath water or the county could come and do it. So every other night Jane would struggle with the water buckets so that she could be clean. I felt so bad for her that I started helping her. When I started school they sent the same note home with me. I said I already hauled enough water. So mom said come with me. Jane was in the bathtub when mom dragged me through the door. She sunk down in the water till only her head was above it. Mom told me to get undressed. I did while Jane and mom watched me. Then she said get in. So I climbed in the tub with Jane. Mom said from now on you two take a bath together. She left and me and Sissy just sat in the water. After a long time Jane said aren’t you getting out. I said you first. After a long argument Jane got out. Now I knew the difference between men and women but that nigh watching her dry off her naked body I understood. And so from then on we always took a bath together. Over the next couple of years Janes body changed drastically. I don’t remember when I first noticed she had boobs. It was like one day they were there. And one day as she climbed in the tub I noticed a funny little patch of hair between her legs. And then one day when I watched her undress and felt the stiffness between my legs. That whole bath I was hard and when I stood up to get out Jane said Lonnie you’ve got a boner. Finally got to the point where I had an erection every bath night for the whole bath.

Finally Jane told me she knew what to do. She was fourteen and had been in jr high for a couple years. She said I hear the other girls talk. She reached under the water between my legs and started pulling on my cock. I felt a tremble through my whole body and then I erupted. I told Jane that was amazing. The next bath night she did it again but this time I sat up so my Peter would be out of the water and we could watch. We laughed and laughed as the first rope of come shot way up in the air. And that became our nightly ritual. Jane would jack me off before we got out. Jane was 16 years old before we quit taking baths together. She ran off with our second cousin. She came back years later after mom and Dad were gone and we talked about what had happened. I know it was wrong but I still have fond memories about bath night.

Friend

I am 65 now, but remember it fondly. When I was about 11 or 12 had a friend that I ran around with that lived a couple of blocks away. He had moved to town that year. We became fast friends. I remember being in my bedroom one time, possibly changing after playing out in the sprinkler or such. Anyway, we are both changing and he is slow to get dressed again. Says something like, "wonder what it would be like to not have penis and be a girl." He tucks his dick between his legs and asks if he thought I looked like a girl. I think we were both starting to get a little pubic hair going. He asked if I wanted to rub my dick against his "make believe pussy". I do remember that I was erect, but had heard the taunts and disdain in friends making fun of faggots and such, so even though I was interested, I did not do anything. Not sure that we ever did anything. I remember staying at his house one night and his older brother came in to Steve's room in just his tighty whiteys and was asking if we got hard and did we know what to do with our dicks. He had some porn mags that we looked at. I sort of remember that he was somewhat hard. I think I remember him showing us his dick. Wish I would of been brave enough explore. Now I look back and feel loss that I did not. Friends with Steve on FB and think about asking if he remembers those days.

Bath Time In The Country.

I just read a confession about a guy remembering Bath Time as a kid. I had to chuckle thinking back to my childhood and the similarities. We lived in the mountains of E. Tennessee, in a home with no running water. In the winter, my Mom would build a fire in the wood cook stove and heat up the kitchen and buckets of water. She'd hang a quilt over the door to keep the heat in and my brother and I would bath together in a big metal washtub.

The best part as I remember, was when we got out of the tub my mom would dry us off. I was 2 years older than my brother and after I started to get hairy, my cock would start to stand up as she dried us off. At first, I tried to hide it, but She just paid no attention to it and it was not a big deal after a while. While we were putting on our pajamas, Mom would strip down in front of us and take her bath while the water was still warm. I can still remember to this day her full titties and round ass and her big hairy bush.

I started to look forward to Saturday nights and would always stroke my hard cock, all snuggled up in my warm bed thinking of my mom's body. Life in the country was an adventure for young boys, for sure.

Initiation Into The Boys Gang

When I was ten years old my parents moved cities due to my dad’s promotion at work. The new neighbourhood was lovely, the new house twice the size of the old one with a huge garden. The only thing that was missing was girls my own age.

During that first summer before I started school it was the loneliest time I can remember. I was an only child too, which didn’t help.

Half way through the summer holiday I started hanging out with a Mark who was the same age and lived close by. He was nice and looking back had a crush on me. He introduced me to ‘his gang’ who were five other boys around the same age. They wanted to appear tough, but we’re more geeks than fighters.

After hanging around with Mark and his gang for a couple of days, Simon protested that he didn’t want a girl in the gang as it was stopping them having fun. Long story short one of their ‘fun activities’ was to steal porn mags from Simon’s dad, and have a mutual wanking session looking at nude women. I was intrigued, and said I didn’t mind, hiwever, the boys were not keen on me seeing them wank in fact they didn’t want me to be part of the gang anymore! I remember being scared of once again being alone with nobody to hang around with. In desperation I said I would show them ‘my thing’ so they would nt have to steal a magazine.

They agreed and we went to the nearby woods. I remember being so nervous, I couldn’t believe I’d offered to let them see my private place. I had a mind to run away, but the fear of being alone outweighed the fear of the boys seeing my private place. I’d not had a boyfriend, I had kissed my best friend at my old school on a sleep over before we moved, but that was all.

When we got to the woods the boys sat on the grass with me standing in front of them. I can still remember my heart racing and my breath becoming shallow. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my thighs. The boys gasped at the sight of my white knickers. The atmosphere became almost thick and energised. Looking back I guess I was both nervous but also turned out that boys were seeing me in my underwear.

I stood there for a minute or two as the boys gaized at me. Simon then said in an unsure shaky voice ‘please can we see IT’ My hands were shaking when I lowered my knickers revealing my pussy. The boys were initially silent, I recall feeling the wind blowing against my pussy. I had a sprinkling of pubic hair and in those days a perfect slit.

Simon was the first to get his penis out and started to masturbate. The other lads followed suit. I’d never seen a boys thing and was fascinated by them. I stood there exposed for want seemed quite a long time. One by one they reached a point where they kind of shuddered and stopped touching themselves. Due to their age they were having dry orgasms although I didn’t know that then.

During that first summer this became a regular activity. At least twice a week we would find a secluded spot where I would expose my pussy and sometimes my budding breasts, and the boys would masturbate. Up to this summer I didn’t masturbate, but after one of the sessions I went home and in the bath started touching myself. I had an amazing first orgasm thinking about holding my skirt up with my panties around my knees as I watched the boys play with their cocks.

16 years later I married Simon. My confession is we now role play those childhood sessions. I will shave, put on white underwear, lift my skirt, lower my panties and he will sit in front of me wanking. The only difference now though is it always ends with me being bent over and fucked hard.

To conclude, we are still friends with a couple of those childhood friends including Mark. All are now married or with partners. We sometimes have dinner parties or summer BBQs. When everybody is gone and the kids are in bed I know Simon will want to do ‘our thing’ I know it turns him on the thought that the men who had visited had seen his wife’s young pussy, and I’d seen their their young Cocks. I even have a blue gingham dress which is like one I used to wear as a kid during those sessions with the boys. If I want to send him crazy I will put my blonde hair into a ponytail or pigtails and tease him. I will say things like “I wonder if Mark thought about my young pussy tonight” or I will relive standing in front of the boys and what it felt like lowering my knickers and exposing myself to a group of boys. My lovely hubby cums very hard in those sessions.

Slightly Older Male Friend - 1st Sexual Encouter For A Straight Boy.

I'm a straight male. First sex with a female was 18 years old. First sex with a male was 11 years old. Here's the story.

I had just started puberty and was not very concerned with sex yet, had never masturbated, I might have never even had a boner, honestly not sure. Anyway I was staying the night with a good friend I'd had for 5 years at that point. He was about a year older than me and thus significantly further along in development at that critical age.

We were both in our own sleeping bags in the dark on the floor and he suggested a game of truth or dare. We exchanged a series of "truths" with him leading us heavily into the realm of sexuality. Eventually we moved into "dares." His first one was that I take off my clothes in the sleeping bag. I was just following his lead, intrigued by this brand new type of experience. I was not attracted to him, in fact I had a strong crush on a girl at school. Anyway I complied with his dare, and dared him to do the same thing.

Next he dared me to play with myself in the sleeping bag until my dick was hard. I did it, thinking about my crush, and I believe that was my first boner. I dared him the same thing. Next, dare was to get out of the sleeping bag naked, at this point with an erection, and stand there exposed for 10 seconds. Now, it was nighttime and the lights were off, but he had a night light, and there was moonlight coming in through the window, so we could still see somwhat. I never hesitated. I let him look at me for 10 seconds and then got back in the sleeping bag.

Interestingly, I still had no idea where he was taking this. I was naive, and I knew I wasn't gay, and we had talked about girls so many times, I didn't think he was gay either. I still don't think he is honestly. But anyway back to the story, I dared him to do the same thing, stand naked for 10 seconds. I was curious what his penis looked like compared to mine, not in an excited way, but just objectively. His was substantially bigger, and mine isn't small.

By the time he got back into his sleeping back, my erection was softening. I was still excited about the newness of it all, curious where he would take it, but not really sexually aroused in the typical sense.

The next dare, he wanted me to reach into his sleeping bag and touch his dick for 30 seconds. I agreed to. I explored him with just the one hand, gentlt playing with his balls, moving my fingers around his shaft, rubbing the tip. He was fully hard, and starting to breathe heavily. After a 30 count in my head, I stopped. I dared him to do the same to me. I wasn't hard at all while he was touching me. It didn't feel bad but it didn't feel particularly good either. I started to imagine it was my crush's fingers and not his, and that got me growing, but he stopped before I was fully erect.

The next dare was the final one. He dared me to get out of my sleeping back, lay down on my back and let him "do something to me for 1 minute." Of course I agreed. I didn't know what he was going to do. He slowly straddled me, with his dick on my stomach. He moved forward and backward rubbing his dick against my skin. His breathing was getting heavier. I wasn't actually counting this time, I just figured he would stop when I wanted too. My naive little 11 year old mind was actually surprised when he shot cum all over my stomach and chest. Not bothered, not excited, just surprised. After a moment of resting on top of me, he got off and handed me some tissues. I cleaned up and threw them away and we went to sleep.

For a long time we didn't talk about this at all, even though we continued to hang out and stay over at each other's houses. Until I'd say at least a year went by, and one night, he must have been horny, and my own sexuality had been developing much more, we ended up repeating the situation and taking it much further.

Initiation Into The Boys Gang 2 - Questions Answered

I never expected my experience called ‘Initiation into the boy's gang’ to get so much interaction and likes; many thanks!

One comment asked several questions that got hubby and me talking, so to answer them, I put another confession together:

1. Did the boys ever see you nude?

I was going to answer no to this until hubby reminded me of swimming in the river. There was a river close to the woods where we used to hang out. We were told never to swim in it as it was dangerous, which meant we went for a swim in the river regularly. On one hot day, I think four of the boys, including Simon, went for a swim. I had put on my one-piece bathing suit under my dress. After swimming the boys changed in front of me back into their clothes, so I did the same. Simon remembers this as the first time he had seen me naked. Although I don’t remember the next part, but Simon does; the boys were all horny due to seeing me in my swimming costume and then nude. So, five minutes after we all dressed apparently, I was lying on the grass, panties off, dress up to my waist as the boys masturbated, looking at my pussy.

2. Did they ever touch you?

No, amazing as it sounds, they never tried to touch me.

3. What age did the exposure stop?

Even after I started at my new school and got a new set of girlfriends, I would still hang out with the boys, especially during the holidays. Simon again had to answer this question. He is pretty sure that the last time was the following summer holidays. Although it didn’t happen as much, I was still showing my pussy to the boys as they pleasured themselves, so I would have been 11 years old when it stopped. Simon remembers that the following summer I had a thick bush of pubic hair, which they all found fascinating. I remember swearing them to secrecy about what we did as I didn’t want to get a bad reputation at school.

4. Did any of the guys properly cum?

Yes, Simon and another boy Drew had proper orgasms. They were very proud of themselves! In naivety, I was worried about pregnancy at the time, which would have been incredible as none of their stuff ever got near me!

5. Did you ever touch the boys?

Not during those sessions, I only touched Simon, but years later when we started dating.

6. What other places did you do ‘your thing’?

Wherever we could get privacy. The woods by the housing estate were a favourite. There were several corn fields that due to our short-height hid us. We did it in a couple of the houses when parents were not in. Simon remembered that a couple of times when we were on the school bus going home. By the time we got onto our housing estate, the bus was empty apart from Simon, Mark and me who were always on the upper deck. He remembers, and I kind of remember, being on the back seat and pulling my panties to the side, and they put their hands down their pants wanking. Simon also claims I would sometimes play with my clit, and on the bus was one of those times. I’m not so sure, though, I don’t remember ever touching myself in front of them; however, it was a long time ago.

7. At what age did I start to go out with Simon, and was he the first?

Simon and I had an on-off relationship for several years. I think we were 14 when we first started dating, and then we split up about a year later, although were still friends. We would then hang out together, go on dates and then it would fizzle out again. I was 21 and home from university when we fell in love with each other. Sadly, Simon wasn’t my first. I was assaulted when I was 18, coming back from a night out; I didn’t tell anybody for years; the boy was known to me. After that, I kind of went on a rampage and slept with quite a lot of men, a fact I’ve always been ashamed of. The first time I made love with somebody I truly loved was with Simon, and I’ve always considered that the first proper time I made love.

PART 2 Slightly Older Male Friend - 1st Sexual Encouter For A Straight

*For actual first encounter, search this title minus "PART 2"*

This is the next encounter, which is MUCH juicier.

I'm straight male but my first (and 2nd, 3rd, 4th... 20th-ish) sexual encounters were all with another male (same person each time). This is the continuation of that story.

Now I was 12, and fully enraptured by the pubescent exploration of sex. I masturbated often. During the rare occasion that I was home alone, I'd watch entry level porn on the family computer (only internet we had), but more often I'd slide my dick between two pillows in my bed while imagining how warm, wet, and inviting the pussy of my beatiful crush down the road must be. (Call crush "C")

I still often hung out with my friend from post 1, but a long time went by with nothing sexual between us aside from talking about girls, and neither of us had even actually kissed a girl yet. But one night, during a sleepover, he asked if I wanted to play truth or dare. The last time was a year prior, and the game had ended with him cumming all over my stomach after rubbing his dick on me in a straddle position. The conditions now were just as they had been - us in his room at night, each laying in our own sleeping bag, with a nightlight and the moonlight through the window allowing us to see fairly well. The only difference - a crucial one - was that I wasn't interested in sex back then, having just begun puberty. But NOW I was, though with girls, not boys.

His question hung in silence for a little bit. Since we had never discussed what happened, I was unsure if he would steer the game in a similar direction as the previous year. I was also unsure whether or not I wanted him to. But I agreed to play.

Like before, he began with Truths. We knew each others C's, and he asked what position I'd fuck mine in if I get the chance. I admitted I'd start in missionary so I could play with her tits while we fucked. That thought immediately got my hormonal body aroused. 90 seconds ago I was ready to go to sleep, but now I was fully erect, horny, and energized. In the first T or D session, I had only felt a detached curiosity, but this time I was EXCITED.

As our Truths escalated, I saw his hand move in his sleeping bag where his dick was. It didn't seem like he was masturbating, but just lightly touching. I hadn't felt comfortable touching myself yet, but now that he was, I started to. I slid my hand into my pjs and ran my fingers along my firm shaft. Soon I saw him pull down his pants (still inside his sleeping bag), and start to move his hand more vigorously. At this point I thought this was his whole plan, we'd jerk under the covers while dirty talking about our Cs. I figured he was uncomfortable about what happened before, and didn't want to repeat it. Truthfully, I was equally disappointed and relieved. So while he was describing how he'd pound his C doggystyle, I had pulled my shorts off and was touching myself more passionately. As his description was ending, I prepared to take the reins with a detailing of 69, this being a position I held very high hopes for. Simultaneous oral sex between me and my C was a thought I had cum to MANY times. And as I would orgasm I'd imagine how eagerly she would gulp my cream, smiling beautifully as she swallowed every drop. But before I could speak, my friend suggested we try some Dares.

My heart raced. Both excitement and anxiety rushed through me. This could end up being the first time I orgasmed with another person, and while that's what every boy my age craved, I had obviously envisioned my first time to be with my C, or at minimum a girl. I had serious doubts about doing dares. I could decline and we'd finish as I had thought, describing fantasies while self stimulating, separately.

Instead, I agreed. He skipped the warm-ups and went right to touching each other for 30 seconds. We were too far to reach, so we got out of our bags, naked by now, and laid down closer. By now we both knew how to handle a cock (our own), so we knew what felt good on each other. We were enjoying it, but I knew I wouldn't be able to finish - I can't finish with dry stimulation. I decided this was good, I'd just finish him again, then we'd go to sleep and I'd have saved my first time. But after 30 seconds he stopped moving his hand, letting it rest on my throbbing erection, and he said "I dare you to let me suck you." This was a dream come true, minus one detail. I couldn't say no.

He took me in his mouth and it was bliss. My eyes were shut, and it was my C. I felt her love as he licked and slurped. He took me deep in his throat, gagging slightly as he slid his hands up my inner thighs. His thumbs tucked under my balls and fingers pressed at my base. He expertly moved his fingers as he sucked, licked and wiggled his head until I EXPLODED into my Cs eager throat. He kept his lips wrapped tight until I fully relaxed, then he pulled out the last drops of cum, and swallowed it all, just like I knew she would.