This story, dear readers, is but one of a developing series outlining my fantasies. All are about how I envision my first encounters with men will transpire. None of this has yet happened, but I hope it will work in the not to distant future.

It had been long since I first had thoughts of being with a man, such thoughts having started at a very young age. I was so young in fact that later in life I suspected I had experienced some form of abuse in my early life. This eventuality did not, as is the norm, disgust me but rather inflamed me with lust for that elusive older man that may have used me for his pleasure. As such my fantasies have always hovered around the idea of older men. I like the idea of being the beautiful young boy pleasing an older wisher man.

My ideas started smal