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- When I Was A Kid -
Straight Female / 21

My Craving For Submission Started At 11

Part 1 of 2 (part 2 is in the comments).

Spoiler: this story is quite long and slow but I’ve tried to add the details to make it worth your time.

As the title suggests, I have grown into a very sexually submissive woman. It all started with my mom’s husband (my step dad) when I was 11.

So my mom and dad got divorced when I was very young, I don’t really remember them being together properly. Their relationship was fine and I saw my dad regularly but I lived with my mom for most of the time. When I was around 10 or 11 my mom started dated again. Pretty soon she started calling him my “step dad” and he would visit our house multiple times a week for “sleep overs”. I enjoyed having him around, the three of us would watch movies together and I would cuddle up between both of them. I was young back then so I would always fall asleep in my mom or step dads arms and I’d always wake up to my step dad carrying me to my bed so I could sleep properly. My step dad’s pyjamas were just a pair of thin shorts, they were normal regular length shorts but the material itself was very thin. Most of the time he wouldn’t wear underwear so I would get a slight glimpse of his cock. Our movie nights were always dark with the lights off though so I never fully saw it.

One time my mom went to bed early because she was very tired so she left me to finish the movie off with my step dad. We carried on watching with me cuddled up against him as I usually am until he asked to change positions because he was uncomfortable so he laid on his back and I cuddled up on his belly. After a few minutes he readjusted himself slightly without saying a word. He lifted my head and moved back slightly so his belly moved further away from my head and then slowly lowered my head between his legs. My face landed exactly on his thick cock. He continued to watch the movie like nothing happened. At this point my heart started pounding and my belly had uncontrollable butterflies. I stayed awake for the whole movie with the side of my face resting on his warm thick cock. I felt it twitch like a heart beat continuously throughout the rest of the night. I tried to stay as still as possible for the rest of the night hoping that he wouldn’t change position. The movie finished and he carried me to bed as usual like nothing happened. For the rest of the night I couldn’t stop thinking about what just happened. I didn’t understand the feeling at the time but I was horny.

Every movie night after that I tried to replicate what had happened. I would purposely cuddle up with my face resting between his legs and pretending to fall asleep with my face resting on his hard cock. Something he would very subtly grind his cock against my face while “rearranging himself”. On some days I felt a slight wet patch on his thin shorts. At the time I was embarrassed because I thought I had accidentally drooled him while pretending to be asleep but I soon found out he was leaking pre cum through his shorts.

This went on for about a year or so until one night he was watching a movie alone under a blanket. I went to cuddle up against him as usual. A few minutes in he said he was feeling hot. He moved me out the way, removed his shorts under the blanket and laid down and continued to watch casually. At this point my heart started beating because I knew what just happened. I wanted to “cuddle up” against him again but I was too nervous because I knew there was no shorts between us this time. I acted ignorant and pretended to be tired hoping for him to guide me to him. Just as I hoped he told me to lay down and guided my face between his legs. As soon as my face touched his boiling hot cock my heart started pounding and the adrenaline shooting through my body made my hands and arms start trembling. I was so horny I couldn’t even move, I didn’t want that moment to end. A few minutes in he started twitching his cock on my face and repeated that for the rest of the night. The movie ended and he took me to bed as usual.

From now on he would always be naked under a blanket as soon as my mom went to bed during movie nights. Without saying a word I would place my face on his hot thick cock and pretend to “sleep”. Pretty soon he purposely started to gently drag and rub his cock across my face during our “cuddle sessions”. His cock was thick and long so it would comfortably drag across most of my entire face. I became addicted and would wait for my mom to sleep so he could start lightly slapping and rubbing his cock across my face every night I could get the chance. I pretended to be asleep the whole time letting him do what he wanted.

I eventually realised that wet patch on his shorts was coming from his cock when he started to clean his pre cum on my face. After a while of rubbing his thick cock across my face it would start to leak.

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# 81806 - by Substory / August 26, 2025
- When I Was A Kid -
Bi-Sexual Male / 46

Older Guy

It was about 32 years ago. I'd already tried sex both straight and gay. I had a number of my friends I would mess around with on a regular basis, so I already had a pretty good eye for when a guy wanted to fuck.

I was waiting at a bus stop close to my house one day when this older guy struck up a conversation with me. I didn't know him but he mentioned he'd seen me around in the street Told me his car was in the garage. We talked until the bus came.

A week later I was at the stop again. I'd been there a few minutes when someone called me from a car. It was the guy from the week before, wanting to know if I'd like a ride. While he was driving he mentioned how he'd been living alone since his wife died. He then asked if I was in a hurry, he thought it was a nice day for a drive and would I like to go. I said sure, why not. He started to drive into the country, through all the backroads. He eventually stopped in this lonely little wooded spot.

For a while he just kept making small talk but eventually got round to asking if I had a girlfriend and if we had sex yet I told him I'd had sex with lots of people. He was in his 60s but I always liked older men. I told him about the first time I sucked dick. I could see him getting hard through his trousers so I reached over and started stroking him. Then I unzipped him and took his cock in my mouth. He was the biggest I'd had until that point but I was able to take it all. I remember being surprised at how much cum there was. I thought that it got less when you were old. He kept thanking me and I kissed him with his cum all over my lips.

Then he said he'd like to suck me. He asked me my age and then asked me to keep telling him my age while he sucked me and that he was a dirty old man. I told him he was old enough to be my grandfather and that I wished he was. This seemed to excite him even more. I felt so powerful having a man so much older wanting me so badly. When I came down his throat I held his head down so hard.

While he was driving me back to my original destination he asked if I could call to his house one night. But that's another story...

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# 81870 - by Wicass / August 28, 2025
- When I Was A Kid -
Straight Female / 30

I Was A Slut

I’ve spent my whole life pretending to be someone I’m not, and I just can’t do it anymore.

When I was little, my uncle started touching me. I was seven or eight the first time. He’d call me into his room, sit me on his lap, and slide his hands under my clothes. At first, I didn’t understand what was happening, but I knew it felt good. Weird, but good. I liked the way his hands made me feel. Special. By the time I was nine he was licking me and giving me orgasms, so naturally soon after I was licking and sucking him off whenever he asked. I didn’t just do it because he told me to, I wanted to. I craved it. I would think about it all the time, how his cock tasted, how he’d moan when I did it right. I’d touch myself at night, imagining his hands on me again.

By ten or so, he was fucking me. Not just touching, but really fucking me. The first time he pushed inside, it hurt, but in a way that just made me want more. I would almost beg for it, even though I knew it was wrong. He stretched me open, fill me up, and I’d love every second. Afterward, I’d lie in my bed, my thighs sticky with him, sorta wishing he’d come back for more.

Then his friends started joining in. I was scared but let them all take turns, let them do whatever they wanted. I loved the way it felt to be used like that. I loved how they’d groan and call me cute and a good girl. I’d pretend to be shy around everyone during the day, but alone with him or tgem, I’d spread my legs and take every inch.

By thirteen, I was sneaking out to meet older boys and men. I’d let them gangbang me, trying to chase that same full, stretched feeling I got when I was little. I’d come home with their cum dripping out of me, my body sore in the best way. I’d act like everything was normal, fine, like nothing was going on, like I was still innocent, but the truth was, I was a slut and I loved it. I lived for it.

I got good at hiding it. I’d smile and blush and act like I didn’t know what sex was. But the second I was alone with them, I’d drop to my knees and take whatever they gave me. I’d pretend I didn’t want it, that I was being forced, but really, I was the one begging for more.

I got married young, had a daughter, and tried to be the perfect wife and mother. I never told my husband about any of this. I acted like I was pure, like I’d never been touched before him. But the truth is, I’ve always been dirty. I’ve always needed it, but felt like I had to hide it, hide me.

Now, watching my husband with our daughter, I feel it all again. That same hunger, that same ache. I tell myself it’s wrong, that I should stop it, but I don’t. I watch them, my body burning, my panties soaked. I remember what it was like to be that little girl, to be used and filled and wanted. And I crave it. I yearn for it.

I’m not angry. I’m not even disgusted. I’m just... needy.

And for the first time in years, I don’t have to pretend.

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# 81912 - by Emma / August 29, 2025
- When I Was A Kid -
Gay Male / 54

Sweet Memories That Last A Lifetime

I grew up in a conservative political and religious household. It was necessary for us to get to work as early as possible, girls began baby sitting around 13 and the boys mowed lawns at 13. My father showed me how to tie the mower behind my bicycle and I got a job a couple of blocks away. The lawn wasn't big, but it needed attention. I didn't have a power edger, and edging with the one we had which was manual was a lot more work than I bargained for. I sweated my way through and the owner had asked me to come to the back door when I was through.

I knocked on the door and he opened it, he was in shorts and a wife beater, he invited me in for a glass of water. That's when I noticed he had his dick hanging out of his pants. He didn't say anything, just stood beside me while I sat to drink my glass of water. He said something to me like 'be a good boy' and put his dick in my face. He held my head in his hand while he moved my head around rubbing my face against his dick, which was getting harder. He put his dick against my lips and told me to kiss it, and open my mouth.

I didn't kiss his dick, but I did open my mouth and he put his dick in my mouth and holding my head steady started to mouth fuck me. After a few minutes his dick was totally hard and my jaw started hurting. He mouth fucked me and came in my mouth and my face. He used his hands to rub his cum all over my face and then kissed me. He sucked me and I had a dry orgasm. It hurt and when I peed I peed some cum out. He sucked me again after I peed and in addition to sucking me he held me and kissed me. I held onto his dick and wanted to suck him, and he let me suck him while he ran his hands through my hair. He told me I could do his yard anytime, just knock on the door, he was always there.

A lifetime of making out with men, of sucking dicks, of having my dick sucked, of cum and taking cum in my mouth, and letting a man fuck me. But nothing can compare to that first time.

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# 79352 - by TJ / May 27, 2025
- When I Was A Kid -
Bi-Sexual Male / 47

I Was Exposed Early To An Older Man And Have Liked Older Men After

My family lived in on the edge of town on a large lot. These lots were at least an acre and there a few homes here and there, built in the 1930s. Most were one bathroom, two bedrooms and a few had a bedroom added. When I was old enough to handle the mower my job was mowing the lot.

Next to our house, sort of back to back, there were no fences, lived an older man of who knows how old. His wife was a little crazy and he had taken to 'shower' outside next to his garage building. He had a hose, hung over a board, and he had a piece of slab to stand on. He showered early, before seven. On my way to school I went through the back yards and if I was lucky I caught him showering. Soaping up his cock and ass crack. Because I stopped to stare he and I would lock eyes, and he would slow down washing his cock. One day he motioned for me to come closer.

He was all wet with the hose water and his cock was all soapy. He told me to wash his cock for him. At first I was silent and scared but he encouraged me and I had his cock in both hands gently washing him. I thought I had peed in my pants, but it was my first wet orgasm. I will be honest, I loved washing his cock for him, and I washed his cock for him many times, before running off to school in the morning.

Of course I was also treated to sucking on his cock and washing him up his ass crack. He played with my cock, getting me hard, and he sucked me. Most of this happened inside his garage where he kept a big wash basin. He washed my buttcrack one morning and fingered me and I wanted him to poke me. The old man understood that I liked it. I bent over naturally and he got behind me and he went ahead and fucked me.

All my life I have had a thing for older men. I love playing with their cock, sucking their cock, and bending over to take it. I'm not so young now, so it happens under special circumstances. I will give you a for instance. I was with my family down at the beach one summer, and I went to this bar in a restaurant to have a beer while the women were shopping. A man was sitting there, he told me he was a retired Navy officer and he had moved to the beach area so he could be near the water.

The more we talked the more I got going and he read me right and we went back into the one holer bathroom and he dropped his pants and I sat on the toilet and I sucked his wonderful cock for him. During that week I met up with him a couple more times and we went full on having sex at his apartment. To top it off I bent over, grabbed the dresser and felt his cock split me open. As a Navy guy he had fucked many a sailor and he was in it for himself, to hell with my pleasure. But just getting fucked was worth it, made my beach week more memorable.

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# 76636 - by Andy / February 6, 2025
- When I Was A Kid -
Transsexual Male / 24

Windows And Lakeside Fun

When i was 15 during the summer my dad left me and my brother home alone so he took the opportunity to always go party and i was sometimes left alone for days. Sometimes if my brother told me he was going to the next city over i knew i could really have fun alone without worry he would show up and see what i love to do when nobody is around.

When he left and i would immediately get out my hidden dildos and vibrators, take my clothes off and sit on the kitchen counter woth rhe curtains open and play with my boobs while i played with my pussy for about a hour every 3 ish hours. I was always so horny, sometimes id get watchers who are looking from their balconies or windows, sometimes even while walking by, i dont think anybody knew they were watching a very horny teenage fuck themself.

Sometimes id go for a walks by the "lake" *its man made lake in the city* with a backpack and my toys and go find a spot to fuck myself. One time i was caught by a old man who was brave enough to come up to me recording and ask me to suck his cock. It was already out presumably from jerking off before he came up. It was pretty big for a what looks like 50 or 60year old. I opened my mouth like a good boy and sucked him off while i played with my clit. He came all over my face while i came from playing with my pussy and gave me 60 dollars and walked away. I packed my things and went home but ofc, i was tok horny and went back to a what i thought was a pretty good spot in a dark area of the lake and completely got naked ,put my dildo on a rock and rode it.

2 drunks guys mustve heard my moans or seen me, maybe both but they found me pretty fast, i was completely naked and all i could think of doing was to bend over a bigger rock and spread my pussy fkr them to take. They took turns and even made me suck one while the other fucked me until they both came inside me. I couldnt believe i just took 2 guys cum but i couldnt help but take out my biggest dildo and fuck their cum further into my pussy, i even walked home with my dildo inside me, when i got hole i quickly took a video of their cum dripping out of me and went to bed. The nextday i took a plan b .

I never stop thinking about that night.

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# 75275 - by Anon / December 12, 2024
- When I Was A Kid -
Straight Male / 36

Foster Mom

When I was a kid I had a very rough beginning having been placed in foster homes since age 11. Sometimes the new folks were nice, sometimes they were not so nice and were in it for the money the State paid them to keep us kids.

When I was almost 15, I was placed in a new foster home. The lady was a grandmotherly widow in her 50s and always kept 1 or 2 kids I was told. When I first got there, after I had my shower and was in my underwear, Mrs. M. looked at my old dingy, loose, worn-out waistband and told me she was gonna buy me some new clothes.

About 2 days later after I had my shower, she tapped on the bathroom door and told me she had new underwear for me. I wrapped up in a towel and told her I wasn't dressed and opened the door. She smiled a big smile and said "Look what I bought for you", She was holding a pack of colorful boxer briefs. I had only worn those old tighty whiteys and these were cool I told her.

She handed me a blue pair and told me to try them on and she'd check the size since, she wasn't too sure what I wore. She told me not to be shy, she had seen a naked kid before. I turned my back and slipped on the new briefs.

When I turned around, she told me they looked great. She then said she wanted to see how they fit. She started to run her fingers around inside the waistband and I laughed and told her I was ticklish. Then she slipped her hand between my legs and actually cradled my package in her hand. Of course at that age I began to get a boner much to my embarrassment. She saw my boner and laughed telling me it looked like the briefs were almost too small.

On a Saturday morning, I slept in and when I came down for breakfast, Mrs. M. was doing laundry just off the kitchen. She told me I needed to strip so she could wash my t shirt and briefs. She told me she already done one laundry load and had clean underwear for me.

I slipped off my clothes and was standing there naked in the laundry room. When she bent down to get the clean briefs from the basket, her robe fell open exposing a lot of cleavage. She handed me my briefs and when she looked down one boob was hanging out. I was staring at it and she saw me but didn't cover up right away. My cock began to stand up and she asked me if I liked big boobs. "Oh yeah" I told her, hell at 15, any boobs were great.

Then she said, as soon as I finish laundry, we can take a bubble bath. She loved to stroke my young cock and watch me shoot cum as she used a dido on her old pussy. I never got to actually fuck her, the State moved me to another place due to some bad reports they had previously gotten about Mrs. M.

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# 75293 - by Chris / December 12, 2024
- When I Was A Kid -
Bi-Sexual Female / 44

I Was His Girl

I've only told two people about this, but not in as much detail as I'm about to go into, which will still be limited. It's hard to tell people about something that seems like a horror story to them, though it's something you yourself feel love for.

I was raised by my stepfather, Gary. He married my mom when I was 3. When I was 5, she had a back injury at work that left her dependent on some heavy meds. She became an angry addict, became abusive, and the only peace in the house was when she was either too fucked up to care about us or asleep. Gary shielded me from how bad things really were, because he didn't want me to see my mom as a bad person. I didn't understand any of this at the time, but he explained it all to me after she died when I was in middle school.

I loved Gary. We had a very close relationship; he had never had any kids of his own, but he became a natural caregiver for me when it was clear my mother couldn't be. He legally adopted me. I trusted him. Gary also, however, was married to someone who left him sexually untouched for years. I remember, clear as day, one day after a bath, Gary said to me "I need you to do something for me, and it'll be a big help." He stood up while I was still in the bath, and took his dick out. I had no idea what it was, I'd never seen that part of a guy out of clothes before, but it was sticking straight out. He told me he needed me to hold it and move my hand back and forth on it. I did it and white stuff shot out into the bath, he cleaned my hand off with the rag and got me out of the bath.

I asked him why he wanted me to do that, and he said it was kind of like scratching and itch on his back for him that he couldn't reach, and that normally mommy scratches it, but she hadn't since she got hurt. I said that was a long time and he said yes it was, and he thanked me for "scratching his itch." At the time, I think he knew I wouldn't really think much more of it than that, and he was right. I just felt happy that I could help Gary. After I got ready for bed and he came to say goodnight, I told him to tell me if he ever needed his itch scratched again. He kind of gasped, and said that was sweet, thank you. We said goodnight and that was that.

It didn't come up again for a few months. One night Gary got home from work and called me over to the couch, said he needed me to scratch an itch for him. I was clearly excited, which caught him off guard, but I knew how much he liked it last time so I WAS excited. He explained to me that it was the same itch, but there were different ways to scratch it. He asked if I wanted to scratch it the same way, or if I wanted to try a new way. That sounded even more exciting! A new way!

He told me to get between his legs, on my knees, and start with the old way. It wasn't hard like before, it was soft, spongy, smaller, but playing with it in my hands it started getting bigger, thicker, and soon was so hard it couldn't bend at all. Gary was moaning, I asked if he was okay and if I was doing it right and he said yes the scratching feels good, and then he said the new way was to lick it and suck it like a sucker or a popsicle but no biting. So I did it. He spent a few minutes showing me how to move my head, how to hold it with my hands while I did. Clueless me was giving proper head! I didn't get to do it for very long before warm liquid was filling my mouth from his dick. He whispered "swallow it if you can" so I did, and kept swallowing it as more shot out of him.

And I just kept sucking his dick. He didn't cum again, but he stayed hard for a long time while I sucked on it. I had no idea what I was doing, I'm sure it was awful but he seemed to be enjoying it so I didn't stop until my mouth got tired. We finished the rest of the night like a normal family. Well, as normal as things had been with my mom at this point.

Nothing happened again til she died a year later. By this point I had been hearing about sex from kids at school and had put together that I'd been giving Gary blowjobs. I never told anyone, but about a week after mom died Gary seemed really sad so I asked him if I could scratch his itch. He perked up a little bit and said sure, so I got him out of his pants and gave him a blowjob. He didn't talk during this one, just watched me, touched my small tits, and he lightly fucked my mouth at the end when he came. He thanked me a lot and told me he really needed that, and cried.

From then on I was giving Gary blowjobs every morning, and usually one at night. I was getting to be a horny teenager and discovered masturbation, and Gary loved blowjobs. And Gary loved me. So I loved giving him blowjobs. It doesn't feel like abuse, because I loved doing it. Which is why I made the next move the night I surprised him by stopping a blowjob to sit on his dick. I awkwardly put it in my hole, and Gary fucked me that night. It was my choice, I wanted it, I made the move. Rest in peace Gary, he was a good father and a good lover.

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# 75091 - by Hisgirl / December 2, 2024
- It Was Disgusting -
Straight Female / 31

Care For The Needy

Hey, so when I was 18 I managed to get a job as a carer for mentally handicapped people. I used to drive from house to house and spend time with people who need extra care due to mental or physical disability. Anyway I had to care for this guy. He was probably about 40. He was overweight and his hair was always scruffy always had food down his top and was a bit smelly. He didn’t talk but he made loads of loud random noises. He understood what was going on around him. His house was always messy. Sink filled with dirty plates and just his crap everywhere. He liked to sit on the sofa and watch tv. I heard rumour that he’d made other carers feel in easy before. I had been to him about five or six times before the incident.
So this one time I arrived and was let in by the carer who was finishing to go home and I had 2 hours to help him. I had to clean up, make his food and get him ready for night time care. I cooked his food and tried my best to tidy the house. It got around to changing his clothes. I’d never had a problem before but on this occasion I had his fresh t shirt and jogging bottoms ready and he was stood in his pants looking at the tv, shouting. I went out of the room for a second to get him some fresh socks and when I walked back in, he had his dick in his hand and he was wanking sporadically and shouting. His pants around his knees. I watched for a minute, but he didn’t acknowledge me watching, his pubes were long and unkept and spread around his inner thighs and up his chubby belly. I decided I’d stop him. I grabbed his and and he began to shout, but did not stop looking at the tv, his hips started humping and his dick was thrusting back and forward he kept trying to grab it but I touched it a couple of times as I was trying to hold his hand. I tried to pull his pants up but he’s bigger than I am and I stumble in the process and his dick ended up in my personal space. I turned my face away as his dick smelled so bad but he kept jumping the air. For some reason that I still don’t know today, I made a decision to open my mouth. I moved my face towards his thrusting dick and tried to line them up. I had both his hand in my hands and I was on my knees. He was still watching the tv. He trust forward and he cock went in for a second and the came out and he kept on jumping missing my mouth. I opened again and realigned and got his cock in my mouth. I felt it in and closed my lips and held my head as still as I could for him. He humped and humped for about three minutes. My eyes watered and I gagged due to him having no conception on how far down he could put his cock. And the smell and taste also made me gag. It was disgusting. He continued to thrust while I waited for him to get done. He shouted louder and louder and then his dick unloaded his cum into my mouth, some into my throat and some over my lips and down my shirt. It went everywhere as he didn’t stop humping while he blew his load. Once he’d finished he stood still quietly and slowly clapping. I pulled his pants up and got his clothes one. I walked him back to his spot on the sofa and sat him down. I went to his bathroom and tried to clean myself up as best I could. I was the cum off me face. For the rest of the evening all I could smell was his cock smell on my face. I worked with him for a good few months after the incident. He didn’t wank every time I was there but the times he did is walk in and he’d be shouting and wanking but he’d be looking at me as he knew I’d give him what he wanted. The other girls at the care company mentioned that he’d started wanking while they where there. But they don’t know why it started and they don’t know I used to donate my mouth to him.

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# 72790 - by Ssaetuc / August 8, 2024
- When I Was A Kid -
Straight Male / 45

I remember back many years ago as a young boy mowing yards to make money. I mowed a lot of yards in our town and had some nice customers that always brought me drinks and snacks. I was about 11 maybe 12. I mowed this old mans yard almost every week. He was about 65 or so and lived alone since his wife passed away. He would always sit on the porch and watch me mow his lawn and bring me a cold glass of water.
One day I had finished his yard and was knocking on his door to get him to pay me and ask for a cold drink of water before I went to the next yard to mow. He answered the door in his robe and asked me in so I went inside and the air conditioner was on and it felt good inside his house. He had a lot of money and was a very nice man and I liked him a lot so I hung around while we talked and several times his robe came open and I saw his dick. He didn`t try very hard to cover it up very fast and it was almost like he wanted me to see it. The longer I stayed there the more it came out and it was getting bigger each time I got a glimpse of it.
After that each time I mowed his yard I had to knock on the door when I finished and he answered the door in his robe and was always flashing me as I was talking to him. One day he asked me if I could keep a secret. I told him I guess so and he stated to explain to me how lonely he was with his wife gone and how he knew I wouldn`t understand because I was so young but he wanted to talk about this any way. When he asked me again if I could keep a secrete I assured him that I could then he explained to me how if this ever got out he could get in a lot of trouble. Well I didn`t want him to get in any trouble so I listened to him then he started asking me if I ever played with myself. I was embarrassed and he could tell I was but then he talked more about jacking off and asked me if I would jack off for him so he could watch and that he would pay me a little more if I did. I told him I would have to think about it and maybe next week I could do it for him.
The next week came and I was back in his house and he asked if I had given it any thought and I told him I thought about it all week and kind of wanted to do it if he was going to pay me more. He started talking to me about how men can please other men and told me he just wanted to make me feel good and that it would make him feel good too. He then asked me if I would remove my clothes in front of him and to be honest with you my dick was getting pretty hard thinking about it and when I told him I would he asked me to follow him back to his bedroom. I knew in the back of my mind that it was wrong but I was a curious horny young boy and decided it might be OK just to see what he wanted to do in his bedroom.
Once we were in his bedroom he shut the door and let his robe fall to the floor and stood there with his long skinny old dick hanging down between his legs and asked if he could take my clothes off and I let him undress me and he started playing with my dick and took my hand and put it on his and told me I had nothing to worry about and he would never hurt me he just wanted us to play around with each other a bit. He had me hard as a rock and told me to just relax as he leaned down and put his mouth on my dick and started to suck it. I didn`t want him to stop and he was paying with my nuts. He stopped and stood in front of me and asked if I would do the same to him and I followed his directions and had the head of his dick in my mouth and he told me how to suck it and I did.
He had me very comfortable and relaxed and kept telling me how good we could make each other feel but I could never tell any one about it. He asked me to get on the bed with him and I did and he sucked me until I came and even after I told him I was going to cum he kept going and never spit it out and swallowed my young load. After doing that I let him do whatever he wanted to do to me and he turned me face down on his bed got between my legs and laid down then spread my ass cheeks open and started to lick my ass and even sucked on my asshole and then he stuck the tip of his tongue in my asshole and kept working it in and out until I got real excited then he started to finger my tight young hole and talk to me about how he used to do this to his wife and how she loved it. He reached under me and started rubbing my dick while he fingered my tight ass and asked me if I could cum for him. It didn`t take me long at all and he caught my load in his hand then started to let it drip in the crack of my ass then he fingered my cum in my ass and eventually got two of his old skinny long fingers in my ass.
He slowly turned me on my back with his fingers still in my ass then spun around raising my legs up and getting them under his arms to hold them up while he fingered my asshole then he put his knees on either side of my head and his long old skinny dick was hanging right over my face as he lowered his hips and let it touch my lips then he asked me to open my mouth and just let it go in. I did as he asked and then he asked if it felt good then asked me to suck on it so I did and it started to get harder and harder and something was leaking out of it. It tasted OK but I wasn`t to sure about having that stuff in my mouth n but he told me it wouldn`t hurt me and it was OK to swallow it. I had problems with that but had to swallow some of it and now he was licking my asshole and sucking my nuts and running his fingers up my as and had me all worked up and told me I was making him feel so good and asked me to "Please not stop" Several times he asked me not to stop and his old cock was getting pretty big and he kept sticking it in my mouth more and more and even more stuff was dripping out of it by then and he started asking me If I could make him cum and told me he really wanted to since he hadn`t had sex in so many years.
He rolled us over on our sides and started to hump my mouth and moan out loud with his fingers deep in my asshole and awhile later he softly spoke and said "Oh please don`t stop son Please don`t stop! I`m going to cum and can you please try to keep it in your mouth if you can. It wasn`t long before I figured out what he was talking about. He started to cum in my mouth and was moaning out loud "OH God please don`t stop ! Oh please suck it good for me! Oh just let me cum with your mouth on my cock! OH God please don`t stop!" I really had no choice with his leg over my head holding my head down on his dick as gush after gush of old cum shot out of his big old dick in to my mouth and I had my mouth open so his cum would run out as fast as it went in.
When he let me go and rolled over on his back his fingers were still up my ass ..(continue confession)

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# 26260 - by Anonymous / February 11, 2016
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