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Me and Mitch: Part 1

experimentor on Gay Stories

Part I

 

My name is Pete. This happened a number of years ago when I was in highschool. At the time I was about 6 feet tall and about 180 lbs. I had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Back when I was a junior, like 17 year old boys, I was pretty much horny all the time. Just about anything could make me sprout an erection. Before this ti

Friend's Little Brother

sexyboy22 on Gay Stories

This story took place a while back when I was at my friend Luke's house. He invited me, along with some other friends, over to spent the night for his birthday. We spent most of the time playing his Xbox 360, and, at 2 in the morning, we decided to go to sleep. We all put our sleeping bags on the floor of the gameroom and, pretty soon, everyone was asleep except me. I have trouble sleeping alot,

Friend's Little Brother: Part 2

sexyboy22 on Gay Stories

Two weeks after the sleepover, I still couldn't believe what had happened, and that we didn't get caught. During my classes, I would fantasize about Ethan, hoping that we would be able to do it again.
    It was a Wednesday, during second period, when my dad sent me a text saying that he had to work late. He couldn't pick me up, so I would have to ride the bus. "Crap!

A Wicked Truth or Dare Part I

anonyme18 on Gay Stories

This is a true story that happened to me when I was in my teenage years. In that time, we were nothing but bored teenagers with nothing to do except play videogames and drink our parent’s alcohol. My best friend Jay and I would often organize sleepovers when our parents were gone. This is in one of those nights that everything changed completely between us.



At that time, I was a 5’ 9’’ teenage

banging my buddy

SeanO on Gay Stories

My name's Sean im 17 and ive always had a little bit of attraction towards guys but im mostly straight. The other day I was chilling with my friend Jay and my parents were out at the cabin for a couple days. So me and Jay were enjoying the life of a couple of bachelors. He had a girlfriend and g

We love our dads

anonymous on Gay Stories

Andy and I have been best friends for years. We are both 25 and living about three miles apart. Andy attends the local university and I work as a legal clerk. We get together about twice a week and spend the evening sucking each other’s cocks. It’s a great arrangement; one of us will drop in on the other and provide an exquisite blowjob for the other. We’re both very horny

Friend's Little Brother: Part 3

sexyboy22 on Gay Stories

After what happened in the tree house, I decided to go to Luke's House after school twice a week. Both he and his dad were ok with me coming over. So I would come over Tuesdays and Thursdays. I would play video games with Luke for about an hour, then I tol

Business Trip Surprise

mlooking4fund on Gay Stories

A man who secretly craves cock and hides it from his girlfriend, is pleasantly surprised when she finds his internet history.  And her surprise is a BIG one. This is my first story, and I am afraid a little long. Any comments at mlooking4fund@gmail.com. Thanks!

Father son exchange club

bigbutton on Gay Stories

What I am about to tell you is the build up to one of the biggest secrets that I could ever have dreamed about being involved in. My name is Joe I am 16, 5'11" average build with short brown hair, I live at home with my mom and dad and I am an only child.



First off I am going to tell you about something that happened three months ago. It was a week day and both my parents were at work my dad

Me and Brady

sexyboy22 on Gay Stories

It began between me and Brady in eighth grade. We were both in the high level math class, so there were only ten kids in it. We sat in the back corner, and no one really paid attention on what anyone else was doing. I was always the smartest one in there, so he always tried to get answers from me. He started out by just asking for the answers, but then he got a new idea. He decided to make me fee

Friend's Little Brother: Part 4

sexyboy22 on Gay Stories

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow!" Luke said as I left the room. I walked to the living room and silently greeted Ethan. We both walked outside and up to the tree house. It had been almost three months since we started, so it was becoming routine to sneak away to the tree house.


    When we got up there, we undressed and started

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gangbaned at the nude beach

Dancabin on Gay Stories

It was a hot summer day in the 90's and i went down to the local nude beach to cool off in the water and then lay out and enjoy being naked. when i got there it was really crowded so i got naked cooled off in the refreshing water and decided to find a more private place to relax. so i went down a trail that let into the wooded areas of the beach until i found a little spot that's real private but

The Paper Boy

Justfree on Gay Stories

            My name is Nick and I was 15 when this story began. I have to confess that I have always found it exciting to do naughty things. My parents are very strict and I always found that what ever they said was bad for me, usually turned out to be a blast. The one thing that slowed me down was lack of money.

 

            After listening to several losers tell me what a great career I could have flipping burgers, I decided to try the local newsagent for a paper delivery job. The guy who owned the shop wa
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s, according to my dad, a bit suspect. His name was Tim and he was probably in his late thirties, a little overweight and his wife had run off with some bloke a few years ago. Something told me that a job with this guy might present untold opportunities.

 

            I wanted to test how suspect he really was. I know self-praise isn’t meant to be any praise at all, but I am a good-looking boy. I had deliberately worn my shorts because I have a great arse and legs. Tim ushered me into his office out back and asked me to fill out an employment form. I deliberately bent over his desk to fill out the form so that he could get a good look at me. He nervously asked me to sit down in a chair he had brought over. I sat down and continued to fill out the form, but slid my bum forward so that my shorts revealed more leg. My shorts were already fairly short, but this movement didn’t leave much for the imagination. Tim was standing against a filing cabinet, so I asked what a word was in the form. He had to come over and lean over me to see the word. I gently slouched back in the chair so that he could get a good look at my smooth tanned legs and firming crotch. I opened my legs for good measure. I could sense him becoming quite uncomfortable. It must have dawned on him that he was alone with me because he suddenly wanted to move the interview back into the shop. I began to feel very excited as I concluded that he was suspect. He asked me when I could start. I told him that I didn’t have a bike to ride, but could borrow one off a friend. He said he had one I could use but it was in his garage at home. I smiled and agreed to start the next day.

 

            While I was walking home it occurred to me that I needed to give more thought as to how all this was going to help my cash flow. I needed to keep Tim off balance otherwise I might actually have to deliver papers. I decided to pay Tim a visit at his home after work. I went home. I needed to prepare.

 

            It was summer, and it didn’t get dark until about 9pm. It was about 6.30pm when I rang Tim’s doorbell. When he opened the door, he was stunned. I asked if I might be able to borrow the bike tonight so that I could give it a wash and so on. He looked very unsure, but said I could and invited me in. He looked out the door nervously before closing it behind me. He gestured that I follow him. As we walked through the living room, I saw he had a pool in the back yard. Bingo. I stopped following him and headed straight for the pool.
“The garage is this way” he said rather anxiously. I told him I was hot from the walk and could I have a quick swim. All the blood seamed to drain from his face (probably went straight to his dick). I didn’t wait for an answer, and took off my T-shirt and dived in. He began to protest but as I slowly floated to the surface on my back, he stopped. I new he was turned on at the sight of my near naked body. He grudgingly sat down on a pool lounge. I climbed out of the pool and laid down on the lounge next to his. The water formed droplets all over my body as I made myself comfortable. For good measure, I pulled the legs of my shorts up a bit to reveal a little bit of bum cheek. Poor Tim. I had years of parental manipulation behind me and I felt absolutely in control. He appeared to be very flustered.

 

 

 I began to move about on the lounge as if I was in some discomfort. Tim asked if I was all right, but when I told him my shorts were becoming too tight from being wet and could I take them off to dry, he began to look a little panicky. “I don’t think you should be running around here in your under pants” he stammered. I looked at him innocently and told him that I wasn’t actually wearing any.

 

            An expression of realisation suddenly came over him. He sat back in his lounge and said that it would be ok if I removed my shorts. After all, the yard was quite private. He suggested that he might change and join me for a dip. He then ran his eyes down to my crotch and motioned that I begin. As I slowly moved my fingers over my stomach and began to undo the button to my shorts, I turned my head toward him. I undid the button very slowly. My heart began to race with excitement. Tim was transfixed on the workings of my hand. I needed to slow this down, so as my fingers began to search for the zipper, I asked if he might have something I could put on. At first, he said he didn’t have anything that would fit, but then he seemed to have an idea. He told me to go into the spare room, just to the left of the front door. I should find something in there. We both got up. He went off to get changed and I found my way to the spare room.

 

            When I opened the wardrobe door, all I saw was girls’ clothes hanging up. Skirts, dresses, shoes and boots. They were too small for an adult. I opened a draw and found girls panties and other under garments. I began to feel naughty again. I quickly rifled through the other drawers and found what looked like a bikini bottom. I peeled off my shorts, to some relief, and slipped on the bikini bottoms. WOW. It felt exhilarating to have some strange girls clothes barely covering my arse and dick. I checked myself out using a wall mirror. I felt great. I closed my eyes and ran my hands over myself. I quickly found some socks and a short denim mini and put them on. All the clothes had a scent or perfume about them that was very feminine. I had worn girls’ panties and socks before. My 14yo cousin Emily had made me dress up so we could play lesbians (my idea), but this was different. I suddenly remembered Tim, so I jettisoned the mini and socks and kept the bikini bottoms.

 

            As I made my way back to the pool, Tim emerged wearing a robe. He saw me and seemed pleased with my find. He told me the clothes had belonged to his daughter.  I resumed my position on the lounge and pulled the bikini sides up over my hips. I felt really turned on. Tim noticed my bulging briefs and reminded me that I may need some sunscreen. He held up a bottle of sun tan lotion and patted the front of his lounge. I got up and sat on the end of his lounge. He moved up behind me, with one leg either side of me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw that his robe had separated. He was naked underneath and a little bit hairy. He opened the bottle of cream and began to slowly rub the oil onto my back and shoulders. He had very large hands. I felt rather small. His legs began to close tighter and I could feel the end of his penis touch the base of my spine. His hands worked their way down my back and began to move around my waist. With each forward massage, his fingers went closer to the area of my pubic bone. My cock was hard now and seemed to strain toward his ever-nearing fingers. As his hands began to touch the top of my bikini, I placed my hands behind my head and started to slowly contort my body with the movement of his hands. I asked if a paperboy such as myself earnt much money? Tim’s hands stopped. He thought for a bit and then reassured me that a boy with my talents and discretion was paid very well; maybe a bit extra if I performed well. He asked if I was a hard worker. That sounded very naughty to me and I let him know it by moving my bottom up hard against his groin. I lowered my arms and ran my hands over his legs. His hands ceased massaging me and with one hand on my stomach, his other hand gently lifted the bikini over my cock.

 

 His big oily hand took a firm hold of my shaft and began to masturbate me slowly. I arched backwards into him and audibly exhaled. He began to kiss and nibble my neck and when the hand he had placed on my stomach began to slowly rise up to my chest and thumb my nipples, I was ready to come. As seminal fluid seeped out of my penis, Tim began using it as a lubricant, running his thumb around and over my cock head until my breathing became more of a frustrated panting. He wiped some pre cum off my knob with his middle finger and slid his hand under my bikini and down between my legs. I opened my legs wider as his finger searched out my anus. As he began to probe me, his other hand took a hold of my very hard and welcoming cock shaft. I felt great. I felt like coming. I felt like a slut.
 He asked me to try and bring my knees together. This only served to put more pressure on the base of my penis and balls. His hand took a firmer grip of my cock shaft and he began to work his big hand up and down, stretching my cock magnificently. His finger stoked my anus and every now and then he would penetrate me. My penis reached plateau. I gave a cry of pleasure and told him I was going to cum. Finally, as I felt the over powering sensation of orgasm engulf me, I turned to Tim and asked if I was his little slut. As I arched my back and spurted cum all over my stomach and his hand, he whispered back that I was. I groaned and pressed my lips against his. My body jerked as I thrust my penis in his powerful hand. He began to wipe the cum over my body with his spare hand. He gently but firmly squeezed the last of it out of me and then took his hands away. I let out a deep breath and shook a little.

 

             He managed to get up off the lounge and stood over me. “My turn” he said in a rather calm voice. I looked up at him towering over me. I began to move toward his rock hard penis. He stopped me and gently pushed me back so that I was laying flat on my back on the lounge. His hands grabbed either side of my bikini and rather roughly pulled them down my legs to my ankles. I asked him what he was up to, but he was busy using the bikini to tie my ankles. I nervously laughed a bit and asked him again what he was doing. He raised my feet up and put his head through my legs. My ankles were now resting on his shoulders. I continued to smile at him and again asked what he was up to. Tim began to kiss and lick my ankle. He began to move toward me, keeping his lips on my leg and as he did, I had to bring my knees up closer to my head. He forced my knees up so close to my face that I could nearly lick them. My arse was completely open and exposed. As he began to position his knees either side of me, I felt the head of his cock touch my anus. He ran his tongue down the side of my knee and then he gently touched my lips with his. I felt his breath enter my mouth. I whispered to him that I hadn’t done this before and that I was scared. He placed a finger gently over my lips and told me to shush. My breathing began to quicken. He must have seen panic in my eyes, because he grabbed my wrists and held them down. As his tongue began to enter my mouth, he released one of my wrists so as to guide his cock into me. I made a muffled noise. This time, he placed a hand over my mouth and began to press his hard shaft further into me. His whole weight was focused on his entry of me. He began to gently thrust back and forth. Each thrust went in a little deeper and with each thrust, Tim would groan. Slowly but surely, his movement became a little faster and a little deeper until his forward thrusts began to jolt my entire body. He had closed his eyes and started to mumble “Oh yes. That’s it. Oh you’re so incredibly tight. Oh, such a tight little tease arse, yes. Oh fuck, your so tight!”. Perspiration began to form on his forehead. He was fucking me like I was a rag doll. As his pelvis started to slap my butt cheeks, I felt his cock harden even more. He was really grunting now and as he arched his back slightly, he grabbed the base of my legs for more leverage; His thrusts were hard and violent. He moved his hands to my waist and squeezed me for more and more thrust. He was using my hipbones as fuck handles. I felt his cock reach full plateau and as it began to spasm in me, shots of cum entered my young body. He continued to push into me, straining to thrust out the last drop of cum. He seemed to go on forever. Thrust after thrust and he was panting so hard I thought he might have a heart attack.

 

             He opened his eyes and gave me a look of surprise, as if he had forgotten whom he was fucking. He gave me a quick smile and then slowly eased his sagging manhood gently out of me. He removed my ankles from around his head and let them down onto the lounge. I won’t bore you with the pain that was engulfing me except to say that I couldn’t move. He laid down on the lounge adjacent to mine and let out one almighty sigh. “You are a great fuck” and with that he put his hand in mine. “I hope I didn’t hurt you too much, but I like it a little rough and I don’t mind the tease you’ve got!” I looked at him and said I had better get going. I didn’t think I would be able to ride a bike for a while. Tim said he wouldn’t waste my arse on a bike seat.

 

             Over the next few months we did some pretty crazy things. Once I got dressed up as a girl, with the mini and knee high boots and lipstick. The works. We went over to a nearby town and went to the pictures. We made out through the entire screening. Tim got so horny, halfway home, he tied my hands behind my back and with my panties around my knees, he fucked me over the hood of the car.

 

             I ended up having a really good time with him. I loved the idea that by day, I was a model student and son, but by night I was Tim’s little slut. My parents would never understand, and in the end, what did they know?

The Young Boy and the Old Man

nilo555 on Gay Stories

A young boy has first oral experience with a much older man


The Young Boy and the Old Man
Richard, or Richie, was 16 years old. Every other day after high school he would go to the college campus nearby for soccer practice. Richie was Caucasian with full thick brown hair that was cut to have a comb-over effect similar to his favorite soccer player, Ronaldo of Portugal. He was only 5’6’’ and because of his constant physical exercise he was very slim. Lately he had been getting more hair on his legs and some of his friends made fun of him. Because of his small frame and the jokes of his friends, Richie was often left feeling shy and self-conscious. One night he decided to shave his legs. He shaved all the way up to his smooth buttocks. This is when he realized that every time his razo

gay theater sex

nmsteve on Gay Stories

I had just turned 16 and was mobile for the first time.Like most teenagers I was bored and horny.The newspaper was on the kitchen table so I picket it up to see if there were any sexy movies that could drive down to and see.I noticed that there was a 'Burlesque House' that had strippers and movies.I had just entered teenage heaven.



When I walked up to the ticket booth I wanted to cry.There

Boy Sluts First

newboy2410 on Gay Stories

This was my first time in a Gay bar, i was sitting at the bar, a little dejected as it seemed the night would be a bust, the only guys i could see were so feminine acting, it was a real turn off , perhaps i should introduce myself, my name is Andy, im 19 but look very young for my age, thank god for ID! While i never considered myself gay, i had alwa

Me and my cousin

bdavis617 on Gay Stories

My name is Brandon. At the time of this story, I was 15 years old. I have brown hair and blue eyes, I have a lean athletic shape, about 150 lbs., and I\'m caucasian. My cousin in this story, whose name is CJ, was 14 years old. He has long dark hair and brown eyes, is a little oversized, about 210 lbs., and is about an eighth black.

December 25, 2002. It was Christmas Night. My cousin stayed over at my house after a family Christmas party. We had just got done playing Madden NFL 2003, in my bedroom. We were just sitting there, calmly, peacefully, at about 8pm. We started talking about sex, about "how far have you gone" and that kinda stuff. CJ and I had talked abo

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ut stuff like that many times, so I thought it would all be the same...

"So CJ, how far have you gone?" I asked.

"Actually, I\'ve never touched a girl in "private" places before.." he replied.

"Don\'t feel bad, me neither. I\'m just stayin cool until after 18, ya know?"

"Yeah, me too, I just wanna make sure I have the right girl." Then, I noticed that all of this sex talk was exciting us both a little bit. Just as I noticed it, CJ turned off the TV, so that the room was dark.

"Damn dude, this stuff is makin me feel all horny and shit," I said. CJ and I had seen each other naked on many occasions, so I was comfortable talkin about this stuff with him. "I gotta lay down man, I\'m gettin kinda tired." As I laid across the floor, CJ started talkin about his ex-girlfriend and how far they went. As he went on, I was drifting away second by second, and just about asleep. All of a sudden, I felt his hands touch my pelvis area.

"Damn Brandon, you weren\'t joking were ya?" he said as he rubbed my stiff cock through my shorts. Actually, those would be the last words until a short while later. I thought he was just messin around. Such as following up with a "nut shot," so I just let him go. But as he kept rubbing, I was surprised how horny I was feeling... I wanted more, and so did he.

Without a single word, he slowly pulled my pants down, as all seven inches of my thick member whipped out. He then firmly grasped in in his hand, and slowly began to stroke. As he kept going along, I wanted to stop him, but it felt so good... I just couldn\'t. I took my shirt off, so I was laying on the floor completely naked. As he stroked faster and faster, it seemed as if my already huge cock was growing even more. After about 3 minutes, he lowered his head to that area. He started out by licking the head of my throbbing cock like a lollipop. Then stuffed it into his mouth, and started pumping his head up and down in a slowly motion. I let out a soft moan as a could feel my meat touching the back of his throat. He continued on for a few minutes, then finally lifted his head off.

As he stood up, I could hear his clothes sliding off his body. The only light was from a street light right outside the window. As CJ stepped closer to me, he laid down on the floor, and signaled that it was my turn. I then crawled towards his naked, much larger body. As I reached to grab his cock, I though I was grabbing the leg of my chair. With the light through the window, I could barely see it, but it looked like the biggest cock I had ever seen anyplace, anywhere. He had to be packin at least 9 or 10 inches. As I slowly started to stroke his giant member, he proved that he is wild when it comes to sexual. He wrapped his thick, powerful legs around me, and forced me closer to his body. As I continued stroking, he also let out a soft moan. After a few minutes, I lowered my head, and stuffed his throbbing cock into my mouth. It was very painful, since it was so big. As I proceeded, he wrapped his legs tighter and tighter around my much smaller body.

After another a few minutes,  he unwrapped his legs, and pulled his thick member out of my mouth. We took turns giving each other blowjobs about two more times, until finally, I couldn\'t take it anymore. CJ was sucking my fat cock fast and hard, and he was just about to get the end of it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh cj Im gunna cuuumm..." I murmured out with the little energy I had left. I expected him to pull away, but he just kept sucking and stroking until the moment arrived.

"Ohhh nooooo duddeee... here it GOEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!" I almost fell over as blasted a huge load of jizz all over his face and mouth. He just wiped it off with his hand, and licked the remaints off the tip of my cock.

He then basically knocked me onto my back down onto the floor. He once again grabbed his huge cock, and pused me legs back past my head... I knew what he was thinking...

I felt his giant piece of meat rubbing against my asscheeks. As I guided it into the hole, it seemed like it had grown even bigger. He then slowly inserted his cock into my asshole. I felt an extremely sharp pain as he started shifting his hips back and forth... forth and back. It almost felt as if he was tearing my intestines as he started pumping quicker. He eventually got to a point where just about his entire cock was inside of me. He went on and on for a good 3 or 4 minutes, until a point where it almost felt normal or natural. Then, he finally spoke again.

"Get ready..." he whispered. Just as I tried to comprehend what he was saying, he slowly removed his giant cock form my rectum, and sat on my chest. Since he was much larger than me, and had my arms pinned, I couldn\'t do anything. He started stroking his dick faster and faster, as he pointed it straight at my face. I heard a slient moan come from him, but it grew louder, and louder, and louder. Getting ready for it, I closed my eyes and tried to close my mouth, but he forced me not to. See, when someone is sitting on top of you, and they\'re that much bigger than you, just do what they say.. lol.

So I opened wide and closed my eyes as he groaned and moaned loudly. Then, it happened. I felt a thick load of hot cum shoot right onto my face and into my mouth. After a few seconds, he kept stroking, and shot yet another load at my face and mouth, this one seeming larger and warmer. He then stuffed his throbbing member into my mouth, forcing me to clean off what was left.

So after he went to the bathroom to clean himself off, and I did the same, we both returned to my bedroom, and sat back on my floor. Unbelievably, there wasn\'t a drip of love juice on any part of the floor. As he looked up at the clock, which read somewhere around 10pm, he randomly asked...

"So... wanna play some more Madden?"

          Comments would be nice....

Glory Hole Lust - Part 2

Jeddy on Gay Stories

Sandy went to the same gay bar, but did not stop for anything went straight to suck as many dicks as they could through the glory holes and get fucke by anonymous dicks, later to exchange notes as to how many dicks they had sucked the most. The winner would give a treat to the others.

Sandy went on sucking, till there were none coming his way. He steps out naked. He had been hearing some

My Early Years parts 1-3

HAIRBEAR on Gay Stories

My early years parts 1-3

This is a history of my earliest sexual experiences (all true); some of the stories have a lot of tickling involved in them. Since from the very beginning I associated tickling with sex and you will see why. I hope that you enjoy the installments, more will follow if you like this.

At a very young age I became aware of tickling and the arousal that came along with it. I can remember was when I was about 5 or 6 years old. I have a cousin who is a year younger than me (male), and we used to spend a lot of time playing games together. One day while playing a game of chutes and ladders, I purposely threw a game piece under the couch in the living room. So while retrieving the lost piece, I pretended to get stuck under the couch. My cousin showing
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his concern for my predicament tried to pull me out by my ankles. Try as he might I was not budging, on one of his yanks he pulled the socks right off my feet. I really didn’t know what he would do or what direction I had hoped this was going to go. But I soon found out, as he began to stroke the soles of my feet with his fingers. This action brought me to immediate laughter. In response I found myself kicking my feet trying to get them away from the tickling fingers. He decided not to let this kicking deter him, he then sat on my ankles and really went to town. My shrieks of laughter only made him work harder. After about 15 minutes of this torture, I squirmed my way back out from underneath the couch, to find that I had had an erection in my pants. At this age I still didn’t know how they came about or what to do with it. Just the fact that the tickling really gave me a feeling that I liked and liked a lot. My cousin said that thanks to his tickling, I laughed so much that I jiggled myself out. Well he was half-right.

I could never get enough of this game, whenever my cousin would come over or another relative I would somehow get into a situation where I got stuck. It could be under the bed or the couch or a dresser that had just enough room. All of the times with my relatives went pretty much the same way. I would always pretend to get stuck, I’d would usually take off my socks before going under. And the only way that I could get out was by them working over my feet until I couldn’t take it any more.

The best thing about the game was that even when the adults would check in to see what all the noise was about, they would smile and say “Oh, he’s stuck again” or “you kids keep playing nice”. They had no idea that the reason I was getting stuck was to get the orgasmic feeling of my little 6yr old prick getting hard. And the ecstasy that I felt throughout my body as my little boy dick Rubbed against the floor as I laughed.

Just around the same time that the tickling with my cousins was going on (age 6). My best friend and neighbor Tom and I were beginning to experiment with each other. This took place in the form of a game called “Doctor”. Tom was 2 years older than I was, and only 1 grade ahead of me in school. He lived right behind my house; our back yards were connected. Tom had what we called the “Hut” in his backyard, it was a 15’X15’ 2 floor wood shack, the downstairs had a pair of bunk beds for camp outs. There was also a wood ladder that led up to an attic space. Which was pretty cool for us kids. From the attic there was a door that opened and it led to a small 3’ X 10” deck which looked out onto Toms backyard.

Well Tom was always the leader between the two us, I looked up to him and thought he was cool. Not a lot of older kids would pal around with a younger kid if he wanted to be cool. I would follow him around and do most anything he asked me to. I remember the time he said he was going to be my Doctor and that it was time for my appointment. So as always I went right along with him, he took me into the Hut and told me I needed to take my cloths off for my physical. Which of course I proceeded to do without hesitation.

As I stood in front of my friend naked he told me to breathe in and hold it. While holding my breath he rubbed my belly in a circular motion. It made me giggle a bit and spit out my breath. He then took a hold of my very tiny balls that did not hang hardly at all and held them gently and told me to cough, which I did. Of course the sensation of my friend holding my nuts in his hand and being naked got me excited, well as excited as a six year old boy gets. It was a circumcised little prick about 1 1/2 to 2” long when hard. It was not very wide, but had a large purple knob as a head. My buddy Tom then started to play gently with my dick, stroking it and blowing air on it. All the while telling me that it looks like I have a pretty healthy little dick, and that these were tests to make sure that it worked right. Who was I to argue, I started to get light headed from the sensation of my buddy holding and playing with my dick. Tom had me lay on the bottom bunk as he kept on playing with my organ. Tom took my dick in between his to hands and started to rub it, like trying to start a fire with two sticks. This action began to drive me to the edge; I could feel my muscles tensing up. My toes were curled up as I began pumping with my legs. I had my very first orgasm (no fluid) just that very intense and unforgettable feeling.

Some time in the following weeks while playing together in the Hut, Tom said to me “the Doctor is now ready for his next patient”. At that he led me over to the bottom bunk and had me sit down and take off my shirt and shoes. Then he said to get on the examination table, which was a small 2’wide by 5’long bench that ran against one of the walls inside the Hut. So I laid down and waited for my examination to begin. Tom then asked me “where does it hurt today.” So thinking back to my experiences with my cousins, I told him “my feet hurt Doctor”. Tom looked at me a little confused and wondering what I meant. He then moved down to the foot of the bench. As he began to touch my feet to remove my socks I pulled back my foot and laughed. Then I could see the light bulb go off over his head. He realized what a ticklish foot I had, so he then got up and sat on my legs facing my feet. He began to tickle my feet with heavy strokes up and down the soles of my socked feet. With this my laughter began to ring out nonstop. He then slowed his pace down and searched the entire length of each foot for ticklish spots. As I was in the throws of hysteria, he then removed the sock off of my right foot. With my bare foot in hand Tom went to town scratching the soles of my foot with his finger nails and drawing little circles around my toes. I must have been turning as red as a tomato, I was laughing so hard I could barley breath. Tom knew he was driving me nuts, I was trying to get my feet loose but his weight and position made it impossible. I remember giving him a few futile slaps on his back and a brief poke in his ribs to see if I could reverse the situation, but no way. This only seemed to make him tickle harder, pulling my left sock off and giving my left foot the same torturous working over. During my struggle to free myself, tom moved his hand to rearrange his position on my legs. While doing so his hand landed on my crotch, and even inside of my pants my little pecker was trying to burst through. Once Tom felt that he repositioned himself sitting on my stomach, facing my feet. He then said, “It looks like you may need a little help with this”. He undid my belt, unhooked the clasp and unzipped my fly. Opening me up for his full view, but out of mine. He lifted my ass up a bit and yanked my pants down to my knees. With his positioning on my chest, he began to tickle my stomach around my navel. He said “your pecker bounces around when you laugh” this seemed to amuse him, because he kept up with it for awhile. Tom finally relented and began to rub my dick between his hands. I swear that I must have had about four orgasms that session, I think two were when he was working over my feet and two more as he rubbed me off. The funny thing about Tom was that he didn’t want me to rub him or to do anything for him. Not that I would have been able to recuperate enough that afternoon to do anything for him. Tom just got up and said that it looks like your feet will be all right, but you should schedule another appointment before you leave.


 It took about a year to outgrow the Doctor game, but it was quickly replaced with a new game. Tom came up with the great idea of teaching me how to play strip poker. Well actually I didn’t understand poker at all so I’m sure Tom was cheating from to beginning. When the game began I lost the first hand and had to remove an article of clothing, so off came my sneaker. I then lost the next hand and removed my other sneaker. This went on until I’m siting in just my underwear and Tom still fully clothed except for his shoes (he had to throw a couple of hands). When I lost the next hand and had to remove my underwear, I began to balk and said that it wasn’t fair. Tom said okay you can keep your underwear on and play another hand, and if I lose than I’ll strip naked myself, but if you lose not only do you get naked but I also get to do anything I want with you. Well this sounded fair to me; at least it gave me one more chance to save myself. Well gee guess what happened, I lost that hand too. So grudgingly I stood up and removed my briefs; right off my little boner popped up. Tom then instructed me to sit back down, which I did. There was a post that ran up the middle of the room in the Hut and Tom said to put my arms behind it. So I sat closer to the post and reached my arms behind me. Tom said “No over your head” so I moved my arms over my head reaching around the post and locked my hands. Not seeing what tom was up to behind me, I suddenly felt something being tied around my wrists. It was a Cub Scout bandana, and Tom securely tied it so I could not move my hands apart. I became very nervous and begged him to please let me go. But he said I lost fair and square and a bet is a bet. I still had no idea what was coming next, but I didn’t have to wait long. Tom began tickling under my arms, which were totally available. From my pits he moved to my chest digging his fingers in looking for the most ticklish spots. I was laughing so hard that tears were coming down my cheeks. He then worked over my super sensitive stomach and had me watch how my little prick bounced as he tickled me. He always enjoyed that part, watching my dick bounce. I began kicking my legs and squirming around so Tom sat down on my thighs facing me. This left me immobile and wide open for his torturing fingers. He went back to tickling my stomach and underarms. He also began to flick my dick around with his forefingers, making it bounce back up to attention with each flick. He was driving me completely nuts, and I began to beg him to play with my dick and make me feel good. He said that I would have to wait, he was just starting. Tom then stood up and removed his shirt; Tom was a cute kid with reddish brown hair, freckled face and smooth skin. I was wondering what was next as Tom then removed his pants and underwear. His 9yr old dick was standing at attention, as I gazed at this sight happily. I had yet to see Tom naked and was very excited to finally see what he had been hiding. Being 2 years older than me, Tom’s dick was much larger than mine was. It was at least four inches long and larger in width than mine was. He was circumcised and the head of his dick was also larger and more of a pink color than mine. It was amazing to me that someone’s dick could be that large. He had a real shit-eating grin as he reached up to a shelf and picked up a feather. Tom then sat down at my feet and began to tease the soles of my feet with it. I started kicking and Tom then grabbed my ankles and put them in a leg lock.

He started going to town all over my feet, driving me absolutely crazy. After about ten minutes of this torture, he got up and stood over me with his large boy dick within inches of my face. He then sat back down on my thighs facing me, our dicks were touching and I was ready for anything. Tom then began tickling my stomach and chest with the feather; he slowly worked it down to my dick and tickled it for a while. Gently stroking up and down the shaft, he tickled my little hairless balls with the tip of the feather. I had a great view of this insane torture, I noticed that Tom's hardon seemed to keep growing bigger as he worked me over.

Finally he grabbed my little boner and pressed it together with his. He began to rub our dicks together between his open palms. This was truly exciting and I shuddered as I felt myself orgasm almost instantly, He kept rubbing and rubbing our cocks together and when I could finally focus my eyes again, I saw the look on Toms' face. His mouth was open and his eyes were shut as he was getting ready to orgasm too. Remember we were only 9 and 7 so there was no ejaculating only dry orgasms that felt really intense. Tom began moaning and rubbing harder, I felt ready to go again too. Tom moaned and grunted and we both reached orgasm at the same time. I almost passed out, and Tom laid back over my legs and rested awhile. After a few moments of rest Tom got up and put his pants on and untied me. I still couldn't move, but I loved every minute of it. 

Young white boy takened by an older black man

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16 years old and takened by a black man in the theater.   Part 1

 

This story actually happened to a friend of mine back in the late 1980's.  He had never divulged this story to anyone but some years later we met for a few drinks after work. It was a cold night in Boston at a bar, he was drinking heavily and told me about this encounter with a man. James was now a 37 year old married man but this experience had haunted him for years.   With literary license, I will relay the story as best I can.... as if he was telling the story.

I was 16 years old and was in high school. I was excited about entering the 11th grade in the fall but I had just been dumped by my high school sweetheart and felt like being alone....yea, wallowing in my misery.
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I was only five and a half feet in height, very young looking, and it was difficult getting dates. Little did I know at that time that my blonde hair and blue eyes would be an attraction to a preditor I never thought of.

It was a  Saturday in June that I caught the bus late morning deciding to see a movie downtown.   I had tried to get a couple of my buddies to come along but they wanted to see a different movie.   This theater was an old and small movie theater, built back during the 1940’s. It had dim lighting and unless the movie was on it was difficult seeing the seats.   I decided to sit in the left side area about midway…there were only a few people there during the early showing.

After the introducing cartoon and previews were over a man came into my row and sat right next to me.   Surprised me since there were few people in the theater. He was tall, black and guessing in his mid thirties. He politely said hi and asked if I minded him sitting there.   I nervously said no as the movie was beginning.   When he sat down in the chair right of me I noticed that he was wearing a shiny gold watch on his left wrist.   Really was an expensive looking watch.   He was certainly tall considering I was only 5'6" which made me look like a midget next to him.
 

 

t was only about 15 minutes into the movie when I felt a couple of his fingers lightly touching my knee and in a minute or so slightly rubbing my leg. I didn’t know what was going on but even though I am not gay it was strangely titillating.   Since I did not protest he continued to touch my leg. To my amazement I began getting an erection.   I then asked him to excuse me so I could go to the bathroom.   As I got up to go he followed me…perhaps to make sure I wasn’t going to tell one of the ushers.   In the bathroom he  asked me how old I was.  "Sixteen ,"I replied.  "You look younger than that," he said. That mede me a little mad like an insult since I had oftened tried to appear older...it's a guy thing. After taking a pee I returned to the same seat and in a couple of minutes he did also. 

Again his black hand was on my leg and crept closer to the fly of my pants which I had forgotten to zip back up.   His finger found it open and then two fingers rubbed my underwear. Oh my gosh, I thought…..he probably thinks I did that on purpose.   I sort of froze not knowing what to do and even more scary….I was enjoying him touching me. What was I thinking?   Here I was about to let a big black man, twice my age,  fondle me in a theater. I looked again at his bright shiny watch and then nervously touched it.   He leaned over and asked me if I liked his watch as his hand rested on my lap with two fingers touching just inside my unzipped pants.   He could feel my erection with his fingers. This was getting really weird. I had never before had a male touch my private except for a doctor. Let alone, getting an erection. Dammit, I'm not gay.

 


I looked around to see if anyone was looking at us but there were only a few people sitting in the aisle to the right and they were watching the movie....not us.  I still felt very uncomfortable. Meantime, he continued to softly touch me with his fingers.  I kept saying no to myself yet for some reason this was a strange sexual feeling. I had never done this before. I could only think what my parents would say if they found out about this.  My penis was getting even harderI squirmed in the seat.  Suddenly, I lookver at him and  whispered, " you can touch me if you want to." "Nice," he replied.  Then slowly he snuggled his hand into my underwear and began to play with me. I was really hard, feeling captive and excited for some reason but also nervous that someone might see what was going on.
 

 

He looked around to see who was sitting near and then quietly asked me, “why don’t we go up in the balcony?” I replied, “yea, that’s okay.” I could not believe I was doing this but there was an eerie  excitement about being fondled for the first time by a man...a very black man. I had never thought I would let something like this happen but my young sexual desires were rendering me helpless.

 


We went to the balcony and he guided me to just about the top row where no one was behind us and only a few people down at the lower rows.   “Unbuckle your pants and pull your penis out,” he asked as we sat down.   He then began rubbing my penis. “Does that feel good? he asked. I replied, “ yea, but I’m nervous.” It felt so good and I was excited watching his black hand fondle me.   After a minute or so I told him that I was about to cum. He replied, “Pretend I’m holding you captive and you can’t move. I’m going to make it really enjoyable for you.   Then he lowered his head down and placed my penis in his mouth with his hands holding my wrists.  He instructed me to not make any sounds. . I was breaking out in a sweat as he sucked me.   Oh my, here I’m a white boy and was being sucked on by a black man.   My body began to shake with excitement and my heart raced. Then I began tingling all over as I was beginning to shoot my load into his mouth. I whispered, "please take it out,  please...I'm cumming." He wouldn;t have any part of that as he gripped my wrists even harder and sucked me harder.  My legs became wobbly and I began tingling all over as I spewed my load into his mouth.  He looked up as he swallowed. Then, after looking around, he bent back down and licked me clean.

I was dizzy and limp.  I had never had such an intense sexual feeling like this. It was like being held down and raped. But I wasn't, I let this happen. I let a black man suck me dry with people around. Oh my gosh.
  

I was overwhelmed by the sexual release that shot through me yet I was ashamed of what I let this stranger do to me. I pulled my pants back up and fastened my belt.   I told him that I had better leave.   In order to not arouse suspicion, he said he would wait then leave in a few minutes. He told me to meet him outside the theater. What did he want now, I wondered

  He followed me down to the bus stop and then asked me if I would like to see another movie.   I’m looking at this tall black man and again wondering if he wanted to use me again. I was scared, especially taking the chance of someone seeing him have sex with me in another theater.   If my parents ever found out they would almost kill me. My father was very prejudice about gay men not to mention him finding out my being sexually used by a gay black man.

 

I finally told him that I had to go home.  He grabbed my hand and again asked me to stay longer. "I have a hotel room that we can go to near here,"he remarked. "No, It's getting dark and I really need to go home," I nervously said.  He inquired as to where I lived and I told him. That would turn out to be a mistake but being confused at what had just happened,  I didn’t think about it at the time. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a $5 bill. “ Here, maybe you might want to attend a movie next weekend, go ahead and take it,” he said.   I took it without thinking and got on the bus.   On my way home and for the next several days I felt very ashamed of what I had done. Yea, I enjoyed the sexual release but damn, I let myself be used by a man.  A very tall black man to boot.

 

What I did not know was that this man would soon enter my life again .

Becoming A Gay Slut - Part 1

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I was freshly turned 18 and had moved to college, living in an apartment on my own. I was an okay looking guy, 5'10 and 180 pounds with brown hair and blue eyes. Sadly though, living on my own, I could never seem to get the attention of any ladies. Let me tell you that I was horny as ever - a virgin waiting for the first opportunity to arise for me to fuck someone. As school began, I was frustrated and impatient. There seemed no one able to help me with my sexual urges. Constantly I found myself masturbating alone at night, dreaming of sex. Eventually porn lost its lustre and could barely help me get off - after all girls getting fucked was not the same as me fucking girls. I longed for something. And, well into the early hours of the morning one night, I finally found it.

I had never