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What follows is an entirely true story, detailing my 1st male to male sexual experience.
When I was a boy I was very active in sports. Among the sports that I played was basketball. I was a member team sponsored by my Catholic Church. I was an altar boy at church, and therefore was used spending time alone in the presence of priests. The story, however, has nothing to do with any sexual experiences between me and members of the priesthood.
When I was 13 I was a member of a basketball team which practiced at the gymnasium at the church, school and played teams sponsored by other churches.. Our are coach's name was Bob, a teacher at a local elementary school Bob actually was pretty good basketball player and taught us a lot about fundamentals of basketball, which included showing us how to position our bodies to the proper defensive position and how to hold the ball for particular types of shots. His instruction included positioning our bodies with his hands and doing things like putting his hands on our legs to indicate how we should bend our legs to maintain a proper position. Since this was common and happened with all of the members of the team. Nobody really thought anything of it.
There were 4 or 5 of us who live not too far from where Bob lived and he would give us rides to and from the games and home after practice. Being 13,conversations in the car. Often turned to sex and Bob would discuss things with us and ask us questions about whether we masturbated or were sexually active beyond that, since I'm in my 60's now, this happened 50 years ago, when becoming sexually active at an early teen age was not common, all of us centered on masturbation over the basketball season. The discussion became more explicit with Bob discussing the how to of masturbation and give us "assignments" and asked us on later car rides, whether we had completed the assignments which were things like masturbating every day for a week, (which I was doing anyway) and asking us if we looked at pictures of naked women, or what we thought about while we masturbated.
After the other guys and I had all openly admitted that we masturbated Bob asked us whether we had ever thought about touching another cock. I had not done so, but I had thought about it. Two of the other boys said not only had they thought about it but they had done and have let the other boy touch them.
After practice, or on the way to or from the games when we got in Bob's car. We all just piled in and sometimes I ended up sitting in the middle of the front seat next to Bob. On one trip where I sat next to him. As we drove along, I realized that Bob's right hand was on my left leg. It was dark in the car because practice ended when it was dark outside. Because Bob had often touched all of us in the basketball training I was not shocked or taken aback. Being 13 and perpetually horny I had an erection during the discussion, as he drove along Bob's hand slowly moved up to my crotch and so he could feel my erection through my pants. I became harder and harder and became concerned that I was going to come in my pants and that it would look like I had peeded my pants, which would cause me no end of embarrassment in front of my friends.
As it happened, I was the last one that Bob dropped off that day. My house was a bit of the distance from the other guys so I was alone with him in the car. After he and I were alone he asked me if I would like to come over to his house to watch the Celtics game. Since I was a big basketball fan, I said I can watch it at home. His response was that we could watch the pros and he could give me some tips to improve my basketball playing. I eagerly accepted. We made arrangements to have me come to his house the following Saturday to watch the game on TV.
When I arrived , we sat on the couch and he turned the TV on. As we watched the game, the conversation turned to sex and particularly to how I felt about him putting his hand on me during the car ride. He told me that he had done the same with all of my friends and that's sitting in the center seat in the front was the “honored spot"
Becausw we had talked numerous times in the car about sex and masturbation I didn't think anything of it when he asked me if I had any magazines of naked women at home and I told him I had a copy of Playboy and that I had looked at the underwear section of the Sears catalog and had masturbated to that. He asked me if I would like to see some naked pictures of some women and boys. Since our team had a communal shower room. I was used to seeing other boys naked and had evaluated the size of their cocks and after our previous discussions about masturbating each other had thought about masturbating a couple of them while I masturbated.
He get up and left his living room and when he came back had some magazines. He also had some Polaroid photographs which apparently he had taken of boys with erections masturbating. As I started looking at these I began to get an erection immediately. He then ask asked if I liked looking at the pictures, particularly of the boys masturbating, I admitted I did, and as we went through the photos of which they were probably 25, I recognized some of the guys in the photos as being boys from the area who were may be up to 5 years older than me and had been members of the basketball team.
Bob mentioned to me that I should keep the fact of seeing these photos to myself because we didn't want to get the other boys quote in trouble with their parents. I readily agreed and understood because my masturbation was definitely in private and something I never discussed with anyone except the boys of the team and Bob during our car rides.
Bob said that he really liked the pictures and he went through them and pointed out several boys that he particularly liked the asked me if I would like to have my picture in his collection. I was a little surprised when he asked because I had only touched one other boy and masturbated him while we were doing our homework in my bedroom. That was my teammate Ronnie.
Bob said, "come on, I've seen you in shower room and I know you have a nice cock." He told me that I knew that I was "pretty good-sized" from when he had put his hand on me in the car.. I thought about it and said, "sure, that's okay."
After I agreed Bob placed his hand on my crotch as he had done in the car, by this time it had been several occasions, and said, "you're excited already. It's a good time for you to get undressed" as I started to get undressed Bob said, "I'll go grab the camera and be right back. When he returned a few moments later, he had the camera and was wearing his basketball coach's outfit, which consisted of a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt.
While he was out of the room I had been playing with my cock and balls, and was fully erect. The 1st thing that Bob said when he came back was "it is great you're so stiff. We should be able to get some good pictures here." Bob posed me in several positions, including sitting on the couch with my legs spread while I masturbated. I had not previously realized it, but camera that Bob was using was a Polaroid as he snapped 4 or 5 photos of me. He let them develop and placed them on the coffee table. He and I looked at the photos and he asked me which was my favorite and I told them it was one of me lying on his couch with my cock pointing straight up while I masturbated. He said , "That's a good one." As he and I sat next to each other, me still being naked. I realized that he put his hand on my thigh Since I was used to having him touch my bare skin below my basketball shorts and having him see me completely naked in the shower room and now having demonstrated masturbation for him. I wasn't surprised or shocked.
The thing that I remember was how warm his hand was. He told me that he was getting excited to and asked me if I had ever seen a "grown up " with a “hard on." I told him that I had not. to which he replied, "Can I show you? " Almost before I could get the ". Sure, I guess so." out of my mouth. He had stood up and slipped his sweatpants down, revealing an average size cock. As a 13-year-old I didn't know what was average sized for an adult at the time, my initial reaction was "While, it's really big."
Bob said, "You know, I masturbate about every day. Sometimes I am looking at these pictures, indicating the pictures of the boys that he had showed me. All the while I had my hand on my cock and remained erect, I was fascinated by his erect cock.
I remember that he was probably about 6 to 7 inches and had a minor curve and was circumcised. Whilee we were talking, he had his hand on his cock and was slowly fondling. He asked me if was okay if he touched me and I said yes. I was extremely sexually excited when he reached over and placed his hand on me. He took my hand and said, "Here feel this." I remember that my little boy hand barely fit all the way around it, and that it was very firm and very hot. He began to masturbate me and said move your hand., " You know how to do it."
I began to slide my hand up and down him and when I reached the base of his cock for the 1st time I noticed his balls, which were quite big and hung down between his legs. Occasionally he would just hold me and not move his hand, now I understand that he didn't want me to come to quick but encouraged me to continue moving. myhand and asked me to place both hands around him.
Since I was sitting beside him on the couch was an awkward position for me to have to reach across my body to get my other hand onto him. So, he said. "Why don't you you get down here on the floor." indicating between his legs. He told me that would be easy for me to get both hands on him. That way, and to see better. Without hesitation, and without taking one hand off of him. I knelt down on the floor between his legs and placed both my hands on his cock and began to move them up and down Oh, did I mention that I was probably about 5 feet 3 and 100 pounds? Because I was small, I was able to get quite close and leaned my chest against the front edge of the sofa to support myself, which placed my head, only about a foot away from his cock.
Since he was unable to reach my cock in this position he had started to rub my shoulders and run his fingers through my hair while I was playing with him. He said, "I don't know if I mentioned it to you but David and Ronnie and Fred have all been over to look at pictures, just like this." He said that Fred had been over for 5 times and David and Ronnie had been over 2 or 3 times. I was really glad to hear that because I didn't want to feel like I was "weird" and the only one. He said, "wait a minute, but there is something else to show you I scooted back up onto the couch, still naked, and he pulled up a sweatpants and left the room and came back holding a few more pictures. He said, "Here is a another little collection. I have," he sat down next to me and spread about a dozen photos out on the coffee table. They were of Fred, David and Ronnie kneeling between his thighs with both their hands on what clearly was his cock. The coffee table was in the background. .I hadn't noticed but there were another group of photos that he had laid face down on the table. He asked me t if I would like to be part of that collection. Since Fred and David and Ronnie were good friends of mine and had engaged in the same activity. I saw nothing wrong with it so I said, with some enthusiasm, "yes, I really would." Bob took off his sweatpants and sat back down on the couch and I positioned myself once again between his legs and wrapped both my hands around him and positioned my head, looking at the camera like the other photos. The flash went off and he peeled off the Polaroid and set another good one, and showed it to me. I noticed that I had a slight smile on my face.
To be continued . . .
What follows is an entirely true story, detailing my 1st male to male sexual experience.
When I was a boy I was very active in sports. Among the sports that I played was basketball. I was a member team sponsored by my Catholic Church. I was an altar boy at church, and therefore was used spending time alone in the presence of priests. The story, however, has nothing to do with any sexual experiences between me and members of the priesthood.
When I was 13 I was a member of a basketball team which practiced at the gymnasium at the church, school and played teams sponsored by other churches.. Our are coach's name was Bob, a teacher at a local elementary school Bob actually was pretty good basketball player and taught us a lot about fundamentals of basketball, which included showing us how to position our bodies to the proper defensive position and how to hold the ball for particular types of shots. His instruction included positioning our bodies with his hands and doing things like putting his hands on our legs to indicate how we should bend our legs to maintain a proper position. Since this was common and happened with all of the members of the team. Nobody really thought anything of it.
There were 4 or 5 of us who live not too far from where Bob lived and he would give us rides to and from the games and home after practice. Being 13,conversations in the car. Often turned to sex and Bob would discuss things with us and ask us questions about whether we masturbated or were sexually active beyond that, since I'm in my 60's now, this happened 50 years ago, when becoming sexually active at an early teen age was not common, all of us centered on masturbation over the basketball season. The discussion became more explicit with Bob discussing the how to of masturbation and give us "assignments" and asked us on later car rides, whether we had completed the assignments which were things like masturbating every day for a week, (which I was doing anyway) and asking us if we looked at pictures of naked women, or what we thought about while we masturbated.
After the other guys and I had all openly admitted that we masturbated Bob asked us whether we had ever thought about touching another cock. I had not done so, but I had thought about it. Two of the other boys said not only had they thought about it but they had done and have let the other boy touch them.
After practice, or on the way to or from the games when we got in Bob's car. We all just piled in and sometimes I ended up sitting in the middle of the front seat next to Bob. On one trip where I sat next to him. As we drove along, I realized that Bob's right hand was on my left leg. It was dark in the car because practice ended when it was dark outside. Because Bob had often touched all of us in the basketball training I was not shocked or taken aback. Being 13 and perpetually horny I had an erection during the discussion, as he drove along Bob's hand slowly moved up to my crotch and so he could feel my erection through my pants. I became harder and harder and became concerned that I was going to come in my pants and that it would look like I had peeded my pants, which would cause me no end of embarrassment in front of my friends.
As it happened, I was the last one that Bob dropped off that day. My house was a bit of the distance from the other guys so I was alone with him in the car. After he and I were alone he asked me if I would like to come over to his house to watch the Celtics game. Since I was a big basketball fan, I said I can watch it at home. His response was that we could watch the pros and he could give me some tips to improve my basketball playing. I eagerly accepted. We made arrangements to have me come to his house the following Saturday to watch the game on TV.
When I arrived , we sat on the couch and he turned the TV on. As we watched the game, the conversation turned to sex and particularly to how I felt about him putting his hand on me during the car ride. He told me that he had done the same with all of my friends and that's sitting in the center seat in the front was the “honored spot"
Becausw we had talked numerous times in the car about sex and masturbation I didn't think anything of it when he asked me if I had any magazines of naked women at home and I told him I had a copy of Playboy and that I had looked at the underwear section of the Sears catalog and had masturbated to that. He asked me if I would like to see some naked pictures of some women and boys. Since our team had a communal shower room. I was used to seeing other boys naked and had evaluated the size of their cocks and after our previous discussions about masturbating each other had thought about masturbating a couple of them while I masturbated.
He get up and left his living room and when he came back had some magazines. He also had some Polaroid photographs which apparently he had taken of boys with erections masturbating. As I started looking at these I began to get an erection immediately. He then ask asked if I liked looking at the pictures, particularly of the boys masturbating, I admitted I did, and as we went through the photos of which they were probably 25, I recognized some of the guys in the photos as being boys from the area who were may be up to 5 years older than me and had been members of the basketball team.
Bob mentioned to me that I should keep the fact of seeing these photos to myself because we didn't want to get the other boys quote in trouble with their parents. I readily agreed and understood because my masturbation was definitely in private and something I never discussed with anyone except the boys of the team and Bob during our car rides.
Bob said that he really liked the pictures and he went through them and pointed out several boys that he particularly liked the asked me if I would like to have my picture in his collection. I was a little surprised when he asked because I had only touched one other boy and masturbated him while we were doing our homework in my bedroom. That was my teammate Ronnie.
Bob said, "come on, I've seen you in shower room and I know you have a nice cock." He told me that I knew that I was "pretty good-sized" from when he had put his hand on me in the car.. I thought about it and said, "sure, that's okay."
After I agreed Bob placed his hand on my crotch as he had done in the car, by this time it had been several occasions, and said, "you're excited already. It's a good time for you to get undressed" as I started to get undressed Bob said, "I'll go grab the camera and be right back. When he returned a few moments later, he had the camera and was wearing his basketball coach's outfit, which consisted of a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt.
While he was out of the room I had been playing with my cock and balls, and was fully erect. The 1st thing that Bob said when he came back was "it is great you're so stiff. We should be able to get some good pictures here." Bob posed me in several positions, including sitting on the couch with my legs spread while I masturbated. I had not previously realized it, but camera that Bob was using was a Polaroid as he snapped 4 or 5 photos of me. He let them develop and placed them on the coffee table. He and I looked at the photos and he asked me which was my favorite and I told them it was one of me lying on his couch with my cock pointing straight up while I masturbated. He said , "That's a good one." As he and I sat next to each other, me still being naked. I realized that he put his hand on my thigh Since I was used to having him touch my bare skin below my basketball shorts and having him see me completely naked in the shower room and now having demonstrated masturbation for him. I wasn't surprised or shocked.
The thing that I remember was how warm his hand was. He told me that he was getting excited to and asked me if I had ever seen a "grown up " with a “hard on." I told him that I had not. to which he replied, "Can I show you? " Almost before I could get the ". Sure, I guess so." out of my mouth. He had stood up and slipped his sweatpants down, revealing an average size cock. As a 13-year-old I didn't know what was average sized for an adult at the time, my initial reaction was "While, it's really big."
Bob said, "You know, I masturbate about every day. Sometimes I am looking at these pictures, indicating the pictures of the boys that he had showed me. All the while I had my hand on my cock and remained erect, I was fascinated by his erect cock.
I remember that he was probably about 6 to 7 inches and had a minor curve and was circumcised. Whilee we were talking, he had his hand on his cock and was slowly fondling. He asked me if was okay if he touched me and I said yes. I was extremely sexually excited when he reached over and placed his hand on me. He took my hand and said, "Here feel this." I remember that my little boy hand barely fit all the way around it, and that it was very firm and very hot. He began to masturbate me and said move your hand., " You know how to do it."
I began to slide my hand up and down him and when I reached the base of his cock for the 1st time I noticed his balls, which were quite big and hung down between his legs. Occasionally he would just hold me and not move his hand, now I understand that he didn't want me to come to quick but encouraged me to continue moving. myhand and asked me to place both hands around him.
Since I was sitting beside him on the couch was an awkward position for me to have to reach across my body to get my other hand onto him. So, he said. "Why don't you you get down here on the floor." indicating between his legs. He told me that would be easy for me to get both hands on him. That way, and to see better. Without hesitation, and without taking one hand off of him. I knelt down on the floor between his legs and placed both my hands on his cock and began to move them up and down Oh, did I mention that I was probably about 5 feet 3 and 100 pounds? Because I was small, I was able to get quite close and leaned my chest against the front edge of the sofa to support myself, which placed my head, only about a foot away from his cock.
Since he was unable to reach my cock in this position he had started to rub my shoulders and run his fingers through my hair while I was playing with him. He said, "I don't know if I mentioned it to you but David and Ronnie and Fred have all been over to look at pictures, just like this." He said that Fred had been over for 5 times and David and Ronnie had been over 2 or 3 times. I was really glad to hear that because I didn't want to feel like I was "weird" and the only one. He said, "wait a minute, but there is something else to show you I scooted back up onto the couch, still naked, and he pulled up a sweatpants and left the room and came back holding a few more pictures. He said, "Here is a another little collection. I have," he sat down next to me and spread about a dozen photos out on the coffee table. They were of Fred, David and Ronnie kneeling between his thighs with both their hands on what clearly was his cock. The coffee table was in the background. .I hadn't noticed but there were another group of photos that he had laid face down on the table. He asked me t if I would like to be part of that collection. Since Fred and David and Ronnie were good friends of mine and had engaged in the same activity. I saw nothing wrong with it so I said, with some enthusiasm, "yes, I really would." Bob took off his sweatpants and sat back down on the couch and I positioned myself once again between his legs and wrapped both my hands around him and positioned my head, looking at the camera like the other photos. The flash went off and he peeled off the Polaroid and set another good one, and showed it to me. I noticed that I had a slight smile on my face.
To be continued . . .
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