Bearly even a hunter
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When I was a young lad of 18 I was a seasoned sex maniac but due to censorship lets just say I started when I was this age.
Like most of us reading these stories in our youth we enjoyed experimenting and I was the frontrunner trust me, a lot of my friends were the same age and yes we used to have the odd fondle here and there maybe have a wank together just for a laugh but there was this lad who was a couple of years older than me who was very feminine and liked playing girls games instead of playing with us lads I will name him Paul for this story.
When ever we had school holidays I would sneak round the back of Paul's house
when ever his Mum and dad were out and we used to play games like Postman's
knock along with a few other people who didn't know half of what was going on
and me and Paul nearly always ended up pairing together and we liked to do
things in private like supposedly kissing and the like but what no one knew when
we were alone.
We used to have good old necking sessions he also just happened to have one of the biggest cocks I had seen it must have been 10" at least so as you can guess I used to end up sucking his cock all the time bloody lovely and I always thought he was a straight guy the lasses would love him.
As the years passed he stayed in the house where he was when he was a lad and when his Mum and Dad had passed away he started living with a guy but now and again I kept calling in I just couldnt resist sucking that cock of his and letting him shoot his thick hot creamy cum in my mouth.
Hopefully this little story will make a few of us remember how we started out on this road to sexual freedom and bloody great enjoyment!
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