Date: Thu, 3 Mar 2016 23:37:32 -0800 From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com> Subject: A Boys Own Sex Story in Bisexual-Young-Friends ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Every word I write is a lie including the words in this sentence. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I had many encounters when I was much younger with older men (and some women) which undoubtedly influenced some of my sexual obsessions today. My childhood was very sexually active which I have been trying to come to terms with for many years. Recent therapy has helped reconcile me to experiences that have been shaping my sexuality all these years. Most of my involvements, some of which I remember clearly, some less so, were in retrospect primarily positive, which is usually not the case in these types of situations. I had multiple sexual relationships with boys around my own age growing up. As my feelings about these activities at the time were those of a child and not an adult, they were more playful than sexually intense and there was no sense of abuse or danger. My encounters as a child with older boys and men were much more portentous and potentially dangerous. My somewhat confused recollections of these experiences are mixed between excitement and fear. Fortunately, I don't believe I suffered any long term damage, if any, from these experiences. My first sexual memories come from when I was probably around 5 or 6. My brother Tim (I'll be changing names here to ensure privacy), 2 years older than me, began coming into my bed after our mom tucked us in (we shared a bedroom). We were not that close as brothers as he thought me like a little kid compared to himself. But he also decided that he had a 'right' to fool around with me and being physically and psychologically older than me I assumed he was right. I think that as our sexual relationship began to develop, with him determining all aspects of what would happen, it shaped some of my emerging submissive attitudes which made me vulnerable to sexual predators (although that may be a bit of a harsh term.) I believe my somewhat feminized behavior attracted people who might not have otherwise been as aggressive with me. Tim would be naked when he got into bed with me and quickly stripped off my pajamas. (At this point I should mention that many of my memories are somewhat vague as to when and how they happened. What I write about is quite accurate though in terms of how I felt about them at the time.) At first I couldn't quite grasp what Tim wanted but in the usual case (and after a few times, he didn't have to tell me what he wanted), he would turn me over and start rubbing his body on mine. Fortunately, he did not weigh that much and my sensation was, though somewhat apprehensive, of a pleasure relating to skin on skin. I learned very quickly to love that sensuality and what came with it as Tim and I progressed in our activities. So here it starts to get explicit. After my initial confusion, I began to enjoy the feeling of Tim's body rubbing on mine. 'You like it?' he asked. 'I don't know', I said, because, in my confusion, I didn't want to admit that it felt good. (I'm not repeating exact conversations , of course, but am trying to convey the general tenor of what might have been said. With a few exceptions, I'll be doing that throughout my recollections.) Over the next 2 or so years, until Tim became interested in girls, he and I shared sexual relations of a nature similar to our first encounter on an average, I'd guess, of 2 or 3 times a week. Most of the time, he would crawl into my bed, though if he didn't and I was feeling 'horny' I would go to his. Usually, when I tried to get into his bed he would say something like 'get lost shrimp' and I would slink away. As Tim rubbed his body on mine, I enjoyed not only the skin contact but the friction on my penis against the bed as I moved my body under his. Pretty quickly, his penis would grow erect and I would feel it (and his balls) on my behind. At this time, he would rise up and turn me over. He would look me straight in the eye, breathing heavily, and say something that seemed strange to me at the time, for instance 'I like fucking your dick'. He would be moving against me so that our penises were in full contact. The pleasure of this contact over our two years together has fetishized that sexual act for me for the rest of my life. At about this time in the encounter, Tim would begin to kiss me and though at first I found it strange and unsavory, I quickly came to look forward very much to this part of our love making. I first met 'Mikey' when I was briefly allowed to run with Tims gang of friends. She was the only girl in the group and I found her more than a little bit exciting. The boys accepted her in many ways which somewhat puzzled me because they usually expressed a boy-like contempt for all things girl. She was rather athletic and though often not coming up to some of the physical challenges of the boys, she was always game and refused to back down. Actually, the only boy in our group she was able to consistently better was me, which she found out quickly as soon as I joined the group. My first indelible memory happened when I saw her and 'Billie' (the leader of and probably the cutest boy in the group) talking in whispers to each other and grinning at me. Later, Billie invited me to drop by his home that afternoon. He had something he wanted to show me and mentioned that Mikey would be joining us. I quickly assented, flattered at the pack leaders invitation. About 3 in the afternoon, I knocked on his door and he quickly invited me in. He had no shirt on and was wearing tight and very brief shorts. Mikey smiled at me as I came in, looking like she did when she was talking to Billie earlier that day. I was puzzled by the scene but remember feeling rather excited to be there. I was surprised to see Mikey wearing a tiny bikini. She had always dressed like a boy and I hardly thought of her as having a girls body. Until that time, I had not thought much about the sexuality of girls (or women) but my response to seeing Mikey stirred me in a way that I hadn't felt before. Combined with the nearly naked Billie, I was flush with my budding sexual responses although at the time I could not describe my feelings in any particular way. 'Come on', Billie said taking one hand while Mikey led me with the other to a sunroom in the back of the house. They indicated that Billies mother was at work (his father had left years previously) and that we had the house to ourselves. They exchanged that familiar grin with each other while telling me this. I felt a stirring that had been absent for the last month. Tim had decided he no longer wanted to 'play' with me since he had started going with a girl. I couldn't get him to tell me what he and his girlfriend were doing and felt a bit lonely in his sexual absence. Billie and Mikey sat me down between them on a couch while talking humorously with each other as if I wasn't there. Finally, Mikey announced that 'its too hot in here to keep your shirt on' and she and Billie unceremoniously took off my shirt and threw it aside. I felt somewhat naked all of a sudden even though both of them were much more undressed than me. My somewhat puny chest felt even tinier next to Billies more muscular endowment. 'Do you think, he'll do it, Billie', Mikey asked him. (I'm reconstructing conversations, of course, though my memory is pretty good when it comes to this experience). 'Probably not' he speculated, but they both laughed, pretty confident I would do what they ordered. 'Do you like girls? Mikey asked. 'What do you mean?' 'Well, for instance, do you like to kiss girls?'. 'Um, I guess so' I said, wondering where this was going. 'Boys?' she asked. 'Boys what?'. 'Kissing, stupid!'. I blushed, remembering Tim. 'Well?'. I'm a boy' I replied figuring this would somehow answer the question. 'Some boys like to kiss boys' Billie said, smiling at Mikey. 'Oh?' I said trying to imply I just heard about that. 'Watch this', Mikey said. She leaned in front of me, her hand resting high up on Billies naked thigh. They began to kiss only inches in front of me. I felt a wave of embarrassment while watching intently as their lips met and tongues began to explore each other. After a short time, they separated and Mikey smiled at me. 'Nice, huh' she said, licking her lips. Before I could reply, she took hold of Billies head, his lips still wet from her kisses, and directed him to start kissing me. I gasped as his mouth pressed on mine while Mikey began unzipping my pants. Billies lips began to brush against mine. I became a bit dizzy with the sensation of kissing a boy which I had only experienced with Tim. As his tongue slipped into my mouth and my breathing began to change to a sexual whimper, Mikey looked at us encouraging the romantic intimacy. She had that sardonic grin which I had come to treasure. It was as if she knew completely what I wanted before I knew it myself. When I first met her, I sensed in some way that she was dangerous but I now began to realize that it was probably because she understood me so well that it would give her a power over me which I would be unable to resist. That proved to be the case. 'Lift up' she said tugging on my pants. While Billies tongue continued to explore my mouth, I obeyed her and she quickly pulled off my pants, leaving me totally naked. I was embarrassed that my exposed penis stood totally erect and invited her joking comment 'Well, I'm glad you brought your little friend along! And little it was, at least in comparison with Billies as I was soon to find out. 'Look Billie. Isn't it cute' Mikey laughed as Billie looked down to get a peek. I reluctantly released his tongue from my mouth but was both embarrassed and pleased to observe my two provocateurs gazing intently at my quivering member. While Mikey began teasing my penis with flickings and squeezes, Billie returned to kissing me. He raised a naked thigh over mine which had a silky smooth feeling. My entire body felt totally subject to the control of my two provocateurs who I now felt were capable of doing whatever they wanted with me. As Billie and I resumed our passionate kissing, Mikey's hands began to stray over our bodies. It felt wonderful to feel her fingers caressing various parts of my body and moving back and forth between billie and myself. As I pulled back breathlessly from kissing Billie, I noticed that Mikey had a big smile on her face. Shit eating grin, some of my boy pals would have called it. 'Why are you smiling, Mickey?'. 'Why not, Dicky? Who wouldn't smile big time watching two boys kissing each other. And look!' she pointed at our lower parts. Our penis heads were peeking out on the same side of our bodies, rubbing together from our unconscious movements. The visual sensation of the two mating boy cocks augmented the incipient genital sensations which had been somewhat, but no longer, masked by the intensity of our boy-fresh passionate kissing. Mikey decided to contribute something to enhance the experience. 'I got this from a girl friend' she said putting on a dvd and starting it running. 'I dont know where Krissy comes up with these sexy videos but she always knows where the boy flicks can be found. She has a darling brother and two sexy little twin nephews and loves to entertain them with her instructional videos'. Mikey laughed at her pedagogical reference to what might have been more accurately referred to as kiddy porn. As Billie and I positioned ourselves to watch the video with our arms around each others shoulders and playfully fondling each others erections, the title 'Nutz To You Two. Again!' came on the screen. The first screen shot showed at a distance what looked like two naked bodies standing across from each other in a rural setting. As the camera panned in closer we were able to make out two ravishing pre-teen boys staring at each other a few feet apart with erections quivering and hands loosely tied behind their backs. The looks on their flushed faces were full of a strange combination of abject sexual desire tinged with a hint of fear or trepidation. After a few moments, as the camera focused on the background , the image of a young girl dressed in the leather of a dominixtress appeared. She looked to be a heavily made up teenager, possibly only 13 or 14 years old, but with a look of authority and arrogance on her face belying her youth. She was holding a whip in one hand and coolly slapping the tails of the whip on her other hand. Her first words, the first on the video, were 'It's time for you scamps to learn what it means to disobey your Mistress!'. I half expected Mikey to pull out her own Cat O Nine Tails.