Awakenings
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The first in a series of real events in my early sex life
I was probably eleven when I first started to be aware of sexual feelings, getting erections and becoming aware of the pleasures my body afforded me. In other words this is when I started having wet dreams and masturbating.
Like most boys of this age I was involved in lots of discussions regarding the girls we fancied and although I tried to fit in with most of the others I actually found myself fancying far different people to the norm. Most of the girls I was masturbating over were quite butch and it was fairly early that I found myself attracted to some men, particularly sporty men, I enjoyed sports so it was not odd that I might spend a lot of time looking at the sports pages of papers and magazines.
Like most people of that age I would also browse my mothers home shopping catalogues looking at the lingerie section and as I could get away with it I could also enjoy the men’s underwear section admiring the bulges, trying to discern the shape underneath and imagining the difference if their penis was erect.
These likes also manifested themselves in public places, I, along with others in my family, was a regular at the swimming baths. This gave me as an adolescent plenty of time to look at scantily clad women and men in the pool, again looking to see hair I shouldn’t see, the shape of a penis, muscular chests and shoulders, nipples and aureole. There was also the added pleasure of seeing naked grown men in the changing rooms. I did also enjoy the activity of swimming as well; visits to the pool were not just a sexual adventure.
Already just from doing things that most boys did I found that my sexual interests were slightly off of the generally accepted norms, the fact that I liked looking at men was at odds to everybody I knew (well for a long time anyway), also most of the women I liked in the popular media were different to those discussed by most of my friends.
At the time I wasn’t particularly worried that I may be gay as I had absolutely no sexual experience with anybody but myself. I kept my thoughts to myself managed to control myself in the showers so nobody was aware of my excited moments and pleasured myself as often as I could as soon after any titillation manifested itself. This, I may add, has never changed.
As time went on, I started to learn about hetero and homo sexual activities and despite putting on a public persona of liking girls I was really only looking at the boys, I had girlfriends but didn’t go very far. It was becoming more of a struggle to keep control of my penis in the showers and despite having a vague idea of what gay sex involved I really didn’t have much of a clue what I would do with another boy other than kiss and cuddle.
This all changed soon after I was 14 when I was doing a paper round, the area I delivered to had quite a few detached properties with private secluded gardens. One of these houses was owned by a Mr Compton, who was a well built dark haired handsome man, now I look back on it he was almost a stereotype bear with a thick Freddy Mercury type moustache, however at the time I did not have any comprehension of this. He was always pleasant to me and I admit to fancying him rotten.
His house was a bungalow (single storey) the door was in the middle of the house with a bedroom on one side and the lounge on the other.
One particular morning as I approached the house to deliver the paper I noticed that the curtains on the bedroom had not been pulled closed. So I sneaked up to the window to peak in hoping to see Mr Compton partially dressed or even naked. I almost gasped out loud when I looked in. Mr Compton was indeed naked his muscular body was beautiful to behold, however what was taking my breath away was that he was lying on the bed kissing and caressing another man. The other guy had collar length sandy hair and his slim body was covered in light coloured yet thick hair. Mr Compton was lying on his back while the other guy was lying on his side with a leg over Mr Compton’s groin area. They were kissing passionately I could see their tongues duelling in each others mouths. Their hands were all other each others bodies, I stood watching open mouthed, with the hardest hottest erection I had ever had in my young life.
The sandy haired guy moved to start kissing Mr Compton’s broad chest, as he did so Mr Compton’s huge cock was revealed, it was magnificent, larger than any cock I had ever seen before, he was also circumcised, something again I had never seen in real life, his helmet glistened and I shuddered as my whole groin seemed to explode I came there in my pants, without even touching myself.
The slimmer guy was sucking on Mr Compton’s nipple when I managed to control myself but I could not take my eyes off of the magnificent manhood. The kissing then moved across the belly and down towards Mr Compton’s groin. My erection had re appeared and I almost came again as the tip of that huge cock was kissed by the handsome young man. He then started to suck and lick on the helmet and then he took a good portion of it into his mouth and I guessed must have only stopped when it hit the back of his throat. his head then bobbed rhythmically on the beautiful member. I briefly looked at Mr Compton’s face he seemed to be in complete ecstasy, I watched mesmerised until Mr Compton stopped his partner’s actions by sitting up and pulling his face away from the wet cock standing so proudly.
They once again kissed some and then the younger man lay back as the favour was returned. Although the cock he was sucking was only slightly smaller than his own Mr Compton did not struggle to take his partners cock all the way into his mouth right to the hilt. He worked the smooth uncut meat wonderfully with his lips tongue and hands. He then lifted the slim legs up and started to kiss and lick at his friends bum hole. I nearly passed out at with previously unknown heights of excitement.
After a short while Mr Compton lifted his head and seemed to speak with his partner who laughed they then lay together kissing and caressing again, before Mr Compton moved onto his back with his huge thick member standing up like a flesh totem pole. The younger man sat straddled over Mr Compton’s waist and rubbed his buttocks over Mr Compton’s cock. I could hardly breathe as he manoeuvred himself so that the tip of that cock was touching his anus; he then unbelievably lowered himself taking the helmet in. He then paused before lowering a little further then raising himself so that only the tip was in, he lowered again a little further paused and raised again, he did this another four or five times gradually getting lower until the whole cock was buried deep into his arse. It was about this time that I came in my pants again.
The younger man rode and ground himself onto Mr Compton’s cock with increasing vigour the look on both of their faces was marvellous to see. Mr Compton was caressing, stroking and pulling his partners cock as he was being ridden and it wasn’t long before there was a cry from the slimmer guy and I gasped audibly when I watched his semen shoot over Mr Compton’s chest. Mr Compton then held onto the guys waist as he pumped hard and fast at his buttocks throwing his head back and groaning, almost grunting before they collapsed into each other.
A sound behind me made me jump, and although not knowing what it was I decided I had best get out of there, I was already going to be late for school so I had to get going.
I ran the rest of my paper round with a still hard cock and cold wet patches in my underpants feeling exhilarated, and when I got home I had to masturbate again before leaving for school.
That was my first real experience of gay lovemaking and I knew that it was what I wanted for myself; the difficulty was going to be how to get it.
I was probably eleven when I first started to be aware of sexual feelings, getting erections and becoming aware of the pleasures my body afforded me. In other words this is when I started having wet dreams and masturbating.
Like most boys of this age I was involved in lots of discussions regarding the girls we fancied and although I tried to fit in with most of the others I actually found myself fancying far different people to the norm. Most of the girls I was masturbating over were quite butch and it was fairly early that I found myself attracted to some men, particularly sporty men, I enjoyed sports so it was not odd that I might spend a lot of time looking at the sports pages of papers and magazines.
Like most people of that age I would also browse my mothers home shopping catalogues looking at the lingerie section and as I could get away with it I could also enjoy the men’s underwear section admiring the bulges, trying to discern the shape underneath and imagining the difference if their penis was erect.
These likes also manifested themselves in public places, I, along with others in my family, was a regular at the swimming baths. This gave me as an adolescent plenty of time to look at scantily clad women and men in the pool, again looking to see hair I shouldn’t see, the shape of a penis, muscular chests and shoulders, nipples and aureole. There was also the added pleasure of seeing naked grown men in the changing rooms. I did also enjoy the activity of swimming as well; visits to the pool were not just a sexual adventure.
Already just from doing things that most boys did I found that my sexual interests were slightly off of the generally accepted norms, the fact that I liked looking at men was at odds to everybody I knew (well for a long time anyway), also most of the women I liked in the popular media were different to those discussed by most of my friends.
At the time I wasn’t particularly worried that I may be gay as I had absolutely no sexual experience with anybody but myself. I kept my thoughts to myself managed to control myself in the showers so nobody was aware of my excited moments and pleasured myself as often as I could as soon after any titillation manifested itself. This, I may add, has never changed.
As time went on, I started to learn about hetero and homo sexual activities and despite putting on a public persona of liking girls I was really only looking at the boys, I had girlfriends but didn’t go very far. It was becoming more of a struggle to keep control of my penis in the showers and despite having a vague idea of what gay sex involved I really didn’t have much of a clue what I would do with another boy other than kiss and cuddle.
This all changed soon after I was 14 when I was doing a paper round, the area I delivered to had quite a few detached properties with private secluded gardens. One of these houses was owned by a Mr Compton, who was a well built dark haired handsome man, now I look back on it he was almost a stereotype bear with a thick Freddy Mercury type moustache, however at the time I did not have any comprehension of this. He was always pleasant to me and I admit to fancying him rotten.
His house was a bungalow (single storey) the door was in the middle of the house with a bedroom on one side and the lounge on the other.
One particular morning as I approached the house to deliver the paper I noticed that the curtains on the bedroom had not been pulled closed. So I sneaked up to the window to peak in hoping to see Mr Compton partially dressed or even naked. I almost gasped out loud when I looked in. Mr Compton was indeed naked his muscular body was beautiful to behold, however what was taking my breath away was that he was lying on the bed kissing and caressing another man. The other guy had collar length sandy hair and his slim body was covered in light coloured yet thick hair. Mr Compton was lying on his back while the other guy was lying on his side with a leg over Mr Compton’s groin area. They were kissing passionately I could see their tongues duelling in each others mouths. Their hands were all other each others bodies, I stood watching open mouthed, with the hardest hottest erection I had ever had in my young life.
The sandy haired guy moved to start kissing Mr Compton’s broad chest, as he did so Mr Compton’s huge cock was revealed, it was magnificent, larger than any cock I had ever seen before, he was also circumcised, something again I had never seen in real life, his helmet glistened and I shuddered as my whole groin seemed to explode I came there in my pants, without even touching myself.
The slimmer guy was sucking on Mr Compton’s nipple when I managed to control myself but I could not take my eyes off of the magnificent manhood. The kissing then moved across the belly and down towards Mr Compton’s groin. My erection had re appeared and I almost came again as the tip of that huge cock was kissed by the handsome young man. He then started to suck and lick on the helmet and then he took a good portion of it into his mouth and I guessed must have only stopped when it hit the back of his throat. his head then bobbed rhythmically on the beautiful member. I briefly looked at Mr Compton’s face he seemed to be in complete ecstasy, I watched mesmerised until Mr Compton stopped his partner’s actions by sitting up and pulling his face away from the wet cock standing so proudly.
They once again kissed some and then the younger man lay back as the favour was returned. Although the cock he was sucking was only slightly smaller than his own Mr Compton did not struggle to take his partners cock all the way into his mouth right to the hilt. He worked the smooth uncut meat wonderfully with his lips tongue and hands. He then lifted the slim legs up and started to kiss and lick at his friends bum hole. I nearly passed out at with previously unknown heights of excitement.
After a short while Mr Compton lifted his head and seemed to speak with his partner who laughed they then lay together kissing and caressing again, before Mr Compton moved onto his back with his huge thick member standing up like a flesh totem pole. The younger man sat straddled over Mr Compton’s waist and rubbed his buttocks over Mr Compton’s cock. I could hardly breathe as he manoeuvred himself so that the tip of that cock was touching his anus; he then unbelievably lowered himself taking the helmet in. He then paused before lowering a little further then raising himself so that only the tip was in, he lowered again a little further paused and raised again, he did this another four or five times gradually getting lower until the whole cock was buried deep into his arse. It was about this time that I came in my pants again.
The younger man rode and ground himself onto Mr Compton’s cock with increasing vigour the look on both of their faces was marvellous to see. Mr Compton was caressing, stroking and pulling his partners cock as he was being ridden and it wasn’t long before there was a cry from the slimmer guy and I gasped audibly when I watched his semen shoot over Mr Compton’s chest. Mr Compton then held onto the guys waist as he pumped hard and fast at his buttocks throwing his head back and groaning, almost grunting before they collapsed into each other.
A sound behind me made me jump, and although not knowing what it was I decided I had best get out of there, I was already going to be late for school so I had to get going.
I ran the rest of my paper round with a still hard cock and cold wet patches in my underpants feeling exhilarated, and when I got home I had to masturbate again before leaving for school.
That was my first real experience of gay lovemaking and I knew that it was what I wanted for myself; the difficulty was going to be how to get it.
Alma
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