Date: Fri, 11 Sep 2009 18:02:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sting Delray <stingdelray@yahoo.com>
Subject: Exploring the Gay Side: My First Cherry

For as long as I can remember I have been one horny fuck. Like most boys my
dick would get hard at the drop of a hat and for no apparent reason. My
brother was the same but he was shameless in showing off his pecker to
whoever was in the house. He'd come out in his tighty whities with his
boner sticking start on up. It never appealed to me to play around with my
brother even though I often wondered what his hard prick would look
like. We used to wrestle and both of us would get raging hard cocks.

Like most boys I played with my dick whenever I could but it wasn't until I
was 12 years old, and staying with my grandpa, that I discovered the
wonders of masturbation. My grandfather had both his legs amputated and I
stayed with him during the summer to help take care of his needs. By 12 I
was beginning the long stage of horniness that has not left me until this
very day. Sometimes I'd walk in on grandpa as he was relieving himself in
his urinal and I was taken back by the size of his male organ. In that my
dick was maybe 3" long his looked ginormous by comparison. In retrospect
I'd guess his cock was 5" flaccid and very thick.

Grandpa used to take his naps on a regular basis. This one day he insisted
I lay down on the sofa. It was in clear sight of his bedroom. Laying on my
stomach my dick sprang immediately into action. I couldn't get out of my
head the size of my grandpa's sausage. The the senations grew and grew in
my head. I was humping that sofa for dear life. Grandpa bellowed, "Stop
it." He knew what was up better than I. After I was certain he fell asleep
I humped away again trying to regain the sensation my cock and balls were
experiencing minutes before. It took no time at all to reach beyond those
sensations to the point where I thought I'd pee my pants. I let it fly
somehow knowing that it wasn't pee. My underwear and pants were coated in
fresh boy cum.

From 12 to 17 years old I was to obsessed with my dick and the pleasures
that it could give me that I not only pumped it with my hand at least 4
times a day but I had night hump sessions with my mattress that made my
balls so shiny and hairless. It wasn't until my 20's when I actually knew
what it was to grow hair on my balls. I did so much humping up til then
that I rubbed hair off them.

Another past time to regularly pull out the ruler and measure my dick for
length and girth and record it on the underside of a pull out draw on a
desk.

It was the 1970's and I was far from out. I was shy about my sexuality.
Being very masculine acting no one would have ever guessed my interest in
men. While working at Sear's in Hamilton I met this great looking Italian
man Tony. He worked on the sales floor and I worked in the tailor shop.
Tony was about my height and weight (5' 7" and 130lbs) with a big well
developed chest and beafy biceps. Though Tony wore looser fitting dress
pants to work it was pretty clear that he was packing some major meat in
his crotch area. Our conversations were almost always on sex. He was always
trying to get me involved in his after work activities. He kept promising
that he could get me handjobs, blow jobs and sex whenever I wanted it. I
was too chicken shit to go for it even though my cock wanted it badly.

Even with all the beating of my cock I was still having wet dreams and
spilling my man juice on the sheets. I wore tight pants back then. The seam
would run right up the centre of my balls driving me crazy with
horniness. My dick was perpetually leaking like a tap and causing me to
change my underwear.

Then I met Harold. He was 14 years old, 5' 4", 100lbs, brown hair and huge
brown eyes. Though I didn't understand how I knew at the time, I knew he
was gay. It wasn't just because of his effeminate manner, which really
turned me off, but I knew there was a mutual attraction there. Everything
this boy wore was tight. His shirt hugged his perfect little v-shaped
body. His pants clung to the cutest little bubble butt and then there was
his oh so noticeable basket. Fuck this boy was dripping sex and he got me
hard the very first time I laid eyes on him. I know he wasn't hard but his
basket was so large that it created this shape around his crotch that
looked like he was wearing a cup. I later found out that Harold was not
into sports he was just well endowed. His balls hung on either side of the
seam in his crotch like two large walnuts. His dick looked pudgy and laid
to the right of his boy bush. He was a friend of my girlfriend. By her
request we had him tag along more and more. Harold would also always jump
in the front seat first to sit beside me. Though there was room on the
bench seat he was always smack against me. Most of the time I had something
to lay on my lap so that my hardon was not easy to see. Somehow I think
Harold knew the effect he was having on me.

The night before Harold, Ruth and I were going to take a trip to Windsor
together they each agreed to stay at my place so that we could get an early
start. Ruth slept on the sofa and Harold and I slept in my bed. After
having a bath I entered the bedroom. Harold was already out of his pants
and in his tighty whities in bed. I thought his eyes would bulge right out
of his head as he saw me in just a towel. Having a 7" cut cock that hangs
pretty thick even soft, and surrounded by a nice set of low hangers, I know
I put on a good show for him. I turned off the light and hopped into
bed. Try as he may he couldn't get a good look at my package. Being fairly
aggressive he said to me, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." I was
a combination of scared and bashful. He begged for what seemed like
forever. I must have fallen asleep but was soon awakened to the feeling of
very soft smooth skin next to my dick. For a second I forgot that Harold
was in bed with me, then it dawned.

What a horny little fucker going after my cock when I was sleeping. I was
so hard and my balls were aching so bad that my horniness took over. My
cock was leaking precum like a tap. Harold kept applying the moistness from
my cock to his pucker. Every few seconds he'd try to back up and stick my
thick cock up his chute. Though he thought I was sleeping he was soon going
to find out otherwise. I waited until his love canal was well lubed with my
cock juices. When he pushed back to try and get my cockhead in I thrust
forward and forced about 4" of hard cock into his amazingly tight ass. I
swear I felt shots of electricity flow between us. To muffle his screams I
stuck a pair of underwear in his mouth until he could calm down.

Giving him a couple of minutes to adjust to his invader I thrust the
remaining 3" of cock into him until he could feel my pubes tickle mounds of
joy. Even though it was dark I was close enough to Harold to see the veins
pop out in his forehead as he flailed on the bed with his first boy cock up
his chute. I slowly started the in and out movements of fucking until I
could feel his boy hole adjusting and I could feel him pushing back.

The underwear in the mouth was no longer necessary so I took it out while I
flipped him on his stomach, cock still buried up his ass. Once I got him
where I wanted him I started to jackhammer his ass in rapid succession. I
wanted to make this boy a new pussy in the process of breeding him. The bed
springs were going nuts with noise and Harold's groans were becoming moans
as he began begging me to fuck him harder. I could feel my cockhead as it
stroked his prostate with each thrust. This boy was milking my balls of its
precum juices and it felt oh so good.

Harold later told me that it felt like he was losing his mind. Though I
knew I was no longer hurting him the intensity coming from beneath me felt
like I was killing him. This kind of killing was with pleasure.

Because I'd been out all day and hadn't been able to make time to deal with
the pressure in my balls I had alot to give Harold. I knew I wasn't going
to last long and decided to bring an end to round one. Keeping up the
jackhammering pressure on his ass, feeling my balls as they slapped against
his ass I knew they were going to tighten. They did and 10 power bursts of
cum flowed from my wang into his greedy ass. Never before had I cum so
hard. In fact, I saw stars and my left nut felt like it had ruptured as I
came. I later found out that Harold came for the second time just as my
bursts of cum hit his prostate. This load was just as huge as the one that
he'd already dumped on the sheets as we fucked.

Harold begged me to "take it out, take it out," as the last remnants of cum
dribbled into him but I thrust my cock forward into his sloshy bung hole. I
reached to grab hold of his cock and was pleasantly surprised to feel a
sticky chubby 7" cock with two very sizeable nuts. Harold let out a huge
moan and melted into my body. There was no fight in this boy anymore.

After about 3 minutes the firmness returned to my cock and Harold wriggling
his ass in response to the feeling of my throbbing member growing inside
him again. It was about 1am when I was initially awakened by Harold. By 5am
we had fucked a total of 4 times. All the way to Windsor the next day
Harold could not sit still. When we stopped to use the facilities enroute
he told me in the men's room that his ass was so sore from the fucking he
received that he couldn't sit. On top of that he still felt me thrust deep
into him and it was driving him crazy.


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