I grew up in a semi rural area before it became part of the city. After school we rode our bikes around or went to this pond and fished. We were eight and nine and my friend and I were fishing and there was just the two of us and we agreed to pee in the pond and he asked me to suck him so I did. He sucked me. We became suck buddies and found our favorite spot for sucking was in this abandoned shed. We would ride our bikes out there and we spent an afternoon sucking. We weren't old enough so mostly we had dry orgasms, but we came.

He had a neighbor, a retired man, who would let us swim naked in his pool. As we got older he gave us real blow jobs. I am talking about being around him until well past high school, he gave us blow jobs and we gave him blow jobs. By then we had learned that he was a homosexual and we were homosexual and we integrated into the homosexual club in the area.

The area had many homosexual men, most of them married with families and everybody kept everybody else's secret. We had parties, pool parties in the summer or living room parties in the winter. And some of those parties became hedonistic and lots of fun.

The AIDS epidemic put a halt to all that. Unfortunately my growing up friend succumbed to that scourge. I had paired up with my partner, we owned an antique furniture business and avoided the worse of the epidemic.

I see lots of homosexuals who have a need to exhibit their lifestyle. That is not for us. We are discreet, I suppose much of that comes with our age.

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by Anonymous

You had tender youthful experiences much like I did. Two curious sweet faced kids experimenting with each other. My boy/boy fooling around started when I was eight with an older boy in his early teens. The touchy feely stuff went on for about a year before it got serious.

Two boys at play in a playground of each other's cuteness was amazing. My smooth firm flesh with wide eyed rosey cheeked innocents totally trusting the attentions of older boy I was developing a adolescent crush on made me want to please him.

Please him I did. He didn't have to tell me he liked me, I knew it by how his more developed boy's body responded to my cute little flirting that I'd do whenever he was around. I loved his lips and tongue, fluttering like a butterfly about the flower garden of my smooth boy flesh.
I too tried to copy his playfulness and became a cute little tart of a boy. Still shyly innocent yet playfully sweet and tangy in tighty-whitie little boy's underpants. All I had to do is let him get a peek and he was all over my fresh natural look.

He'd been playing with other boys his age since eighth grade and a few men too. I became the freshpants to a handful of some really cute teenage twink's when I was barely elevenl, he just had to brag to his friends about me. I liked all the attention nibbling and being nibbled on,lol.

I'd been slowly and sweetly bseduced by my boyfriend. He'd taken me sweetfaced lips and prepubescent boy's bottom. Firmly round tight pert cheeks eager to please were his almost from the beginning of our relationship.

I was reluctant to share them with the other boys who I'd suck without hesitation. There was another boy closer to their ages that was their cumdump. He'd Walk around in shapeless boy's briefs with his flat ass as shapeless as his briefs dripping boycum down the inside of his legs thinking he was cool. They'd fuck him mercilessly, one after another, especially he'd been recently manfucked. I didn't want to look like him.

It happened innocently enough, a handful of boys in their early teens taking a cute little kid brother to the show. That's how it looked at least. We snuck up into the closed balcony that was being refitted with new seats. It turned into a bit of a twink orgie. A handful of boys, five in total with four of them in various stages of being barely through puberty in their colorful briefs getting sucked off by a precoscously cute eleven year old in tighty-whities.

They'd gotten me high, my first time just before we went in the movie theater and I was promiscuously excited. It was I that suggested we all strip down to our respective underpants, lol. I was poked, prodded and fucked in ways I'd never experienced on the sticky candy encrusted floors in between the seat aisles.

That's how my mom found out. I'd gotten home late for supper. I wasn't hungry so Mom lead me to the bathroom, ran my bath water and undressed me. I was in a bit of a fog after smoking pot and having repetitive sex with a group of boys. Down to my underpants Mom gasped. My little boypanties were cum filled and encrusted with an assortment of various colors, JuJuBees, sugar babies, lemon head's and even a half eaten slow poke decorated her boys freshly fuckd underpants. She was upset and kept saying over and over "I knew this was going to happen!" It was weird, she acted as if she knew I was going to get fuckd and never said anything till she discovered I did?

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by Anonymous

#1 - Mr Tighty-Whitie again and his patent bullshit.

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