Virgin Buddies This is a true account of an experience I'll never forget when I was a freshman in college. It was a Friday night in the dorms. A bunch of my friends and I (both girls and guys) were just hanging out at these two girls' (Sheri and Deanna's) room. We spent the whole night chatting and drinking. At only 12:00 AM, my best friend Justin, was already knocked...
Before you read this story check out "The ride home". The beginning of this fantasy come true. What happened the night before was a great experience for the both of us. I was really anxious to find out what we would do next. I was having body spasms all day just thinking about what happened. My pants stayed wet. When I went to work that night, we didn't talk to each other...
The Ride Home I had always had a thing for big guys with a lot of hair. Something about them just excites me. This friend of mine was the perfect example. When I first saw him at work and found out that he was gay, I knew he would be my first. I sort of made it my personal goal. I remember my first time as if it were just a few hours ago. I had asked one...
I can still remember my first sexually experience. I was only 18. I was On the Amtrak train going to Florida to visit my grandparents. I was hanging in the lounge car, when he walked in. He must have been about 19 or 20 years old. He was about six feet tall and about 180 lbs. He was different from all the guys that I have dreamed about having sex with. He had a rough look about...
I felt movement over me and I opened my eyes to see Billy's balls hanging just in front of my nose. They hung low in their sac. I had unconsciously been holding my breath. When I realized that I was turning blue from lack of oxygen I took a deep breathe. The odor from Billy's hairy balls was not at all unpleasant, as I had expected. In fact, the aroma was musky...masculine. It...
Billy began a slow fuck motion. As his cock slipped upward out of my mouth, I sucked greedily after it, trying to retain as much of his flesh as possible. Billy's rhythm picked up. His balls slapped against my nose on each downward thrust. I was completely won over to cock-sucking. Billy had continued to lap at my cock. But as hard as I was, I hardly noticed. All of my attention...
When Billy put his hand down, I was extremely surprised to watch it drift back to the stretched fabric covering my hard cock. Dumbfounded, I watched as his hand slowly stroked up and down the hard shaft. Immediately, my cock swelled even further and I realized how horny I actually was. This evidently had been going on for some time because my shorts were damp with pre-cum. ...
My first gay experience took place during the summer that I turned Eighteen. I was visiting my cousin Billy, who was the same age that I was. Most of his friends were two or three years older than us and I thought it was great to get to go on an overnight hike with them. After hiking all day, we set up camp on the bank of a small lake. Dinner consisted of fish caught from ...
For me, it all started with a radio I borrowed from a classmate at school and forgot to return. He found out where I lived and came after it. "My cousin lives just down the street," he said. "Why don't we go see what's happening with him? He'll have something for us to eat, I know." His cousin didn't answer the doorbell, so we went around to his backyard. A swimming pool...
One of the things that I always liked about my job was that I never considered it to be much of a job It was rather something that I like to do every day and enjoyed it. I had worked as a High School sports physiotherapist for about four years and had enjoyed it all. I had trained for three years and considered myself to competent in the field and kept up to date with the latest...
In high school, I was the lonely closeted queer, the quiet outsider. I joined the swim team in my sophomore year to appease my father and a fascist PE teacher, who found that I was a good sprinter after staging an impromptu swim try out. The only thing I liked about swimming was seeing the developing bodies and young cocks of my teammates and competitors. However, if any of them...
This happened a couple years back when I was 18. Then I had brown hair, hazel eyes, tall and tan and a nice fat hairy five incher. It was during the first month of school, we were changing to get into PE clothes, but I was watching the hot STUD next to me change. His name was Jonathan, he had dark hair, dark eyes, lightly tanned, he was skinny...but really good looking. First...
It was Halloween and my best friend Brian came over to spend the night after we took in a nice load of candy. We were both inexperienced, sexually that is--neither of us had ever cum or jerked off in our life, we didn't know how. When we returned from our Halloween candy collection, we went directly to my room. The night went on as a usual night would go amongst teenage guys:...
This is my true story of my first gay experience. It was a Saturday night and my plans had been cancelled, so there I was with nothing to do. The phone rang. It was my friend Devon. He was bored too, and I asked him if he wanted to come over and hang out. He agreed and said he'd leave in a little bit. I was very excited because Devon and I never really got to ever hang...
James and I had been best friends as long as I could remember. We were both the same age and went to the same school, of course. But recently I had wanted to be more than just best friends. "Hey, Justin, can I spend the night tonight?" James asked me after swim practice. "Sure. My mom probably wont mind." I said as I got dressed. James and I were...
Hate Substitutes? I Don't... So I stayed at home while all my class, not to mention all of the school including school staff, went on a 3 days trip. When I woke up and wanted to study for an upcoming exam, I remembered I left my book in class. I went to school, and luckily the janitor let me in. I took my book and thought I can use another book from the...
I was 17-1/2 when I had my first experience, I'll never forget it. I had traveled all over the globe since I was born, my dad was in the service. We met a family while stationed in Georgia, became friends. I was the youngest in our family, and David was the oldest in their family. I went to school with David's sister, and I don't think David knew I was alive. We got...
It was Friday night like any other. My roommate Mike and I went for a run around the campus and then cleaned up for a night around town. We're both in our second year, still with undeclared majors. It's kind of funny because Mike is like me in so may ways. We like the same foods, the same movies and we drink the same beer. In fact we both look so much a like, everyone thinks ...
The trip to San Francisco with my dad was supposed to be a "last hurrah" before I went off to college. But before we even settled in our hotel room, his employer was ringing his cell phone. Dad forgot to do this, he forgot to do that, and everything had to be done "right now," he said. Then, back out the door he went to find a fax machine somewhere. There...
All I learned in four years of high school was helplessness in standing up to bullies. I survived, I think, by dating a lot of girls so I'd be seen with them. Using them to make myself look good made me feel miserable, but less miserable than I would have been had the truth been told that I was gay. Everything turned around for me the night I walked Jenny Slater home from a...
What do you give a gay teenager who has everything except self-esteem? Answer: A date with an absolutely gorgeous young man. That was my cousin's idea of a perfect gift for me on my 19th birthday. "You're too old and too big to be walking around with a sad look on your face," Eddie scolded. "That's what little kids do. Take a look at yourself in the mirror. You're...
Cocktails , Part XI (Conclusion) The finals were over and I had done well in spite of all my trepidation. We had to play our inter-team match to finalize the rankings in the team for the year. I was playing, as I was going to try out for the tennis team the next year. The match got over at about seven in the evening, but I had pulled the short straw to put the...
Cocktails, Part VIII COCKTAILS VIII By Manny Spring break had come and gone. Brooks had spent the entire break with his grandparents in the City. Although I felt bereft without him, I was growing quite used to his being away from home during the vacations. The only thing that bothered me, was that he never mentioned his plans to me in advance. My parents...
Cocktails, Part IX I had decided that the best course of action would be to avoid meeting Brooks alone. He was bound to ask me about pledge night, and sure to discuss my story with Lloyd. Given enough time, his curiosity would wear off and my secret would be safe-I hoped! For the next month or so, before initiation, I avoided Lloyd--ike he had the plague. In...
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