Date: Thu, 13 Jul 2006 03:03:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: chefjlu@sbcglobal.net
Subject: When I Knew I was Gay

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is
illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then
please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual
activity between teenage boys and men. And is for adult eyes
only! The acts are consensual and are a result of their love
or lust for one another. This story is completely true, all
personal descriptions, and names have been changed to
protect people's identities and privacy.
I would love to hear from you, so write to me about your
experiences.



I'm a 5' 9", teddy bear, dark blonde hair, fairly hairy, 6"
cut, low-hangers with blue-gray eyes, and mid-forties now. I
have many stories to relate about my early years of sexual
experimentation. This story relates to my knowing I was gay.

We were on our way to my mother's parent's house. They lived
a little over an hour away in a small town surrounded by
farms on Lake Ontario. I loved going there, there were
horses to ride, some other farm animals, lots of fruit trees
to climb, a couple of large barns to play in and quite a few
farm hand kids to play with. Even though the farm had a
large pool, we often went down to the beach on Lake Ontario
to play and swim. In addition there was a large boat my
grandparents owned that we could go on and if the weather
was good my grandfather would have one the hands come down
and take us out for a cruise on the lake! I was telling Joey
about all the things to do and he was real excited about
being at the farm.

My brother and Pete were talking about getting together some
of the other kids and playing some baseball. I always had
more fun in and around the barns with the farmhands and
usually could get one of them to saddle up a horse so I
could go riding. With over 3400 acres there were miles of
trails to ride on; I could head just about anywhere as long
as I took a walkie-talkie along. When we got there my
grandmother came out to meet everyone. My brother and Pete
quickly ran over to grab a couple of bikes we kept at the
farm and said they were headed to get a game of baseball
going. My grandmother figured I wanted to show Joey the
barns and horses and told me my grandfather was already at
the horse barn getting a couple of horses ready for us to
ride. Joey was real excited; he had never been near a live
horse let alone ridden one.

We walked over to the horse barn and I called out my
grandfather's name, Jim one of the farmhands answered he was
over getting us a fresh walkie-talkie and would be right
back. When I walked into the stall area Jim grabbed me by
the waist and threw me up in the air laughing. He was a big
guy, about 6' 4" and muscular, he always helped me on the
horses and generally horsed around with me and my friends
when we were on the farm. He and his wife had lived on the
farm for over 20 years. Their kids were at college now and
they treated me and my brother like one of their own kids.
My grandfather walked in and gave me a big hug and asked who
my friend was. I introduced Joey and knew my grandfather was
not impressed. It took him a bit to trust anyone and when I
said he had never ridden a horse my grandfather got on the
farm phone and called one of the other farm hand's houses
and told them to have Jerry come up to the horse barn and go
riding with us. I knew the routine and didn't even try to
argue. Besides I knew Jerry well and he was a real nice guy,
he always referred to me as lil'bro.

Jerry was 20 or 21, attended a local college while
continuing to work on the farm. He was a great horse rider
and actually showed a couple of the horses in competition at
state events and the State Fair. He was about 5' 10" with
straw blond hair, blue eyes and tanned from being outside so
much. When he came in the barn he shook my hand and
mentioned how much I had grown in the past year. I took a
different interest in him; he looked so hot in his faded
jeans, polo shirt and square-toed boots! I introduced Joey,
and then my grandfather took Jerry aside and gave him the
speech. I knew the speech; my grandfather was very strict
and didn't want any funny stuff on the ride. He warned Joey
about not asking to rest every so often or he would be sore
from riding. He went to say something to me and Jim laughed
asking him if I would really pay attention. He replied he
guessed not, but that mom would be mad at him if he let me
run wild. Jim laughed and remarked it never stopped me
before!

So we mounted up and took off toward the back acreage and
into the orchards. My horse's name was Bay Red and I rode
him often. He was about 15 hands high and real gentle, but
would really run if I wanted him to. Joey was riding
Starlake who was about 14 hands high and older so he was
very predictable to ride. Jim had saddled up Jerry's own
horse, North Pointe who was jet black with a white patch on
his head and stood at between 17 and 18 hands high. North
Pointe was quite spirited but Jerry controlled him well. He
was one of the fastest horses on the farm and commanded
respect.

We had been riding about 15 or 20 minutes when Jerry
suggested we stop and take a rest. Joey said he was fine but
Jerry insisted and we stopped and got a soda out of our
saddle bags. Jerry asked Joey some questions about where he
was from and Jerry remarked he had gone to the city to see
the Yankees play last year. He couldn't imagine living in
the city it was so big. We finally got back on and began
riding some more. I was eager to show off a little and began
circling some trees and riding up ahead, stopping while they
caught up. Jerry told me to be careful he didn't want to
have to answer to my grandfather if I got hurt. I laughed
and told him not to worry.

Just up ahead Jerry suggested we head over to one of the
ponds on the farm and take a swim. This sounded like a great
idea as it was about 90 and sunny out so I for one was hot.
We tied the horses to a tree and my saddle always had a pair
of swim trunks in one of the saddle bags which I quickly got
changed into. Without being obvious I was trying to keep an
eye on Jerry while he changed. I had seen his chest before,
lightly dusted with hair on his pecs and a trail running
down the middle of his stomach to his belly button and
beyond. When he pulled his briefs off - WOW! His cock was
huge! At least 6 or 7 inches hanging straight down and thick
as a soda can. It was surrounded by dark blond hair and his
balls were the size of large limes barely hanging in a hairy
sack. Joey looked lost wondering what to wear when I reached
into one his saddle bags and found the swim trunks I knew
would be there. When I turned back to look at Jerry he had
pulled up his trunks, but I still admired his full ass. It
was a real athletic man's ass. Square cut, full and
protruding out moving up and down as he walked to the water.

Joey pulled on his trunks and we ran into the pond diving
under the water. Jerry remarked that the water was warm,
almost like bath water. We swam out to the center about 20
feet and Joey asked how deep it was. I told him maybe 15
feet, you could easily swim to the bottom and back up
holding your breath. Jerry was swimming casually back and
forth while Joey and I began diving trying to see what was
on the bottom. We began doing some foot dives and splashing
around when I noticed Jerry had gotten out and was lying on
his towel on his back. His cock was big enough to cause
quite a bulge in his trunks and as he lay there it appeared
to get larger. We soon got out of the water and Joey went to
get another soda for everyone.

I didn't realize that Jerry had his eyes open slightly and
remarked it wasn't nice to stare. I apologized but also
remarked about how big his cock was. He didn't respond as
Joey returned with a soda for everyone. Jerry asked Joey if
his legs felt okay and he nodded yes. We told him we better
head back, that this was enough riding for a first timer. He
acted tough and said he would be fine. Unfortunately Jerry
and I knew better.

When we got back to the barn I told Joey to head back to the
house it was close to supper time. I was going to stay and
help unsaddle the horses and put things away. As he walked
away Jerry remarked that he seemed like a nice kid, but
being from the city I better be careful. Jim was heading
home to eat and asked if we needed help, we replied no. Once
we were alone Jerry brought the topic of his cock up. He
remarked to me that he did have a big cock (not bragging)
and that it was more of a curse than a blessing. I figured
every girl would be after him. He told me about being picked
on in the locker room at school. One girl he dated laughed
when he suggested they have sex and told him it was too big
to fit in her! He was 21 and still a virgin except to his
hand.

He had me follow him into the barn shower room, a room with
4 shower stalls in it for the hands to use. A door at the
end lead into a couple of toilet stalls. Once we were in the
changing area he dropped his pants and briefs and asked if I
wanted to see just how big his cock was. A bit scared I said
yes. He began jacking on his cock and it began to get hard
lengthening as he beat his meat. He told me to go get a
measure and bring it back. I found a tape measure in the
tack room and brought it to him. He pushed it back in my
hand, leaned out on the bench on his back and told me to
measure his cock on the top from his pubes to the tip. I put
the measure at his base and pulled it along his cock
grabbing his cock to steady it. His cock was almost 10",
just under and I couldn't help but stroke his cock up and
down a couple of times just to feel it. My hand wouldn't
reach all the way around it.

I asked him if he had jacked off with other guys and he
quickly replied never. The guys in high school, even his
friends teased him about his cock. They had all kinds of
names like peg-legged Pete, Donkey man, Tripod and more.
Besides he wasn't a faggot. I told him I wasn't saying he
was but a lot of guys play around to get them off when the
girls are scarce. He said he knew of some guys who it was
rumored did stuff like that, but he was too afraid of being
picked on. I told him I would do him if he promised not to
tell anyone. He thought about it some and said he thought it
would be okay.

I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit in my pants but was
afraid of a negative reaction if I took it out. I could
smell the clean sweat odor of his crotch and it was really
turning me on. As I began jacking on his cock I couldn't
help but lean down and begin licking at his ball sack. It
was clean from the swim, but wet with sweat from the ride
back to the barns. I began licking on his cock shaft and
with a shaking voice he told me to stop that was queer. I
did for a minute but taking a chance when I stroked my hand
down his cock I dove down and engulfed as much of his cock
as I could. His eyes went wide and he sat up asking loudly
what I thought I was doing. I told him I was sucking his
cock. He said "I know that, but we're not queer!" I said
"maybe you aren't but I have found out a lot about myself
this summer, and I like guys"! He looked at me a second and
begged me not to tell anyone and said he wasn't going to ask
now, but sometime we were going to have a long talk. He then
looked me straight in the eye and sternly asked if I really
wanted to do this? I eagerly told him yes and he said okay
but it is just between us!

He lay back to take in the sensations coursing through his
body and I made another move lightly probing my left index
finger into his ass cleft between his legs. His ass cleft
was hairy and hot to the touch. I brought that finger up to
my nose and took a good whiff which sent my head reeling.
The musty smell of a man's ass and crotch was such a turn-
on. I probed his ass again, a bit more forcefully and felt
the tip of my finger enter the beginning of his asshole.
When I brought this to my nose I saw his eyes open and just
stare at me like I was a crazy pervert. I put my finger to
his nose and heard him take a sniff and felt his cock
actually harden.

I moved down to lick on his balls again and pushed his legs
a bit wider so I could begin my move down to his ass cleft.
When I licked behind his ball sack I heard and felt a deep
moan escape him. I nibbled lightly on the area just before
his ass cleft started and when I felt him relax a bit I
moved on to lick up towards his asshole. I thought he was
going to jump off the bench straight into the air. With a
touch of anger in his voice he told me "nobody is going to
fuck me!" I moved away from his crotch for a moment and
explained I wasn't planning to fuck him; I just wanted to
lick his ass.

His nose crinkled up and he looked a bit bewildered asking
me why I wanted to lick his ass! "That's dirty! That's
disgusting! Who in their right mind licks another guy's
ass?" I told him to give it a try, after all dogs do it and
seem to enjoy it. Don't really know where that argument came
from?! Then I told him it felt really good and if he didn't
like it I would stop. He finally gave in and turned onto his
stomach presenting me with his full-sized man ass. I stared
at it memorizing it for future jack-off sessions. It was
lightly haired in blond and medium-blond hair that grew
thicker as you moved towards his ass crack. Something else I
noticed was a patch of hair on the small of his back just
above his waist. I hadn't noticed this on a man before but
found it so sexy.

I leaned up and began licking this hair above his ass. It
was salty and wet with sweat. I began moving down into his
ass crack kissing, licking and nipping at his ass cheeks. As
I began moving my face into his ass the musty musk scent of
his sweat and ass intensified. As I moved to plant a kiss on
his asshole I felt him arch his ass up and groan. His hole
tasted great and I attacked it with a fever. The heat
between his cheeks was incredible! I pulled my face out of
his ass and admired the look of his asshole. A tight donut
ring surrounded by long brown hair matted down with my spit
and saliva. I blew lightly on his asshole and watched it
spasm in and out, beckoning me to continue my ministrations
on his ass.

I dove back into that lovely ass and planted my lips on his
hole sucking hard to open that hole up. I did this 3 or 4
times watching his hole open and push back before "snapping"
back in. On the last suck I probed his ass lips with my
tongue feeling my tongue tip enter his ass! This sent him
over the edge and he looked back my way asking where I
learned to do this? I thought about it and replied I didn't
really know, I had only licked a couple of asses before his.
He reached back with his right hand and placed it behind my
head pushing me into his ass moving his ass up and down and
wiggling it trying to somehow shove my face up into his
asshole. At this point he somehow figured out how to open
that rosebud of an asshole up and let me tongue in. With an
intense rapid tongue fucking of his asshole he was moaning
and lost in his orgasm as I felt his hole tighten and begin
to contract in spasm around my furled tongue. His cock was
shooting out a thick, creamy load hitting the bench and
floor.

He collapsed and turned onto his back, leaning up to grasp
me in a hug. Out of nowhere he kissed me directly on my
lips! He was saying "thank you", "thank you" over and over.
I was a bit confused but enjoyed to intimate contact with
him. I kissed him back when he pushed his tongue into my
mouth. Our tongues battled one another while he continued to
suck on my lips, tongue and mouth. He looked at his watch
and said we better get a move on before a search party came
looking. I watched him redress mentally taking pictures of
his cock, balls, ass and face! It was puppy love, but I know
I had a crush on him. I headed to the house and he headed
home.

When I walked in my grandmother said I was just in time as
dinner was just starting. Grandpa asked if everything was
put away and I told him yes. My mother asked how Jerry was
and how were his parents? I replied fine and that his mom
wanted to see her before she left since they hadn't seen
each other in a while. Dinner was great and afterwards
Grandma set all us kids up with ice cream sundaes to watch
some TV in the den. Around 9pm or so Dad announced it was
time to head home and we piled into the car. It was an 8
passenger Custom Cruiser and Joey and I sat in the far back
seat, while my brother and Peter sat in the middle seat.
Joey said he had a lot of fun and maybe we would come back
up before he had to leave. I said maybe and we fell off
asleep.

At home I told Joey we would sleep in the house tonight and
we went to bed. With the nap in the car coming home neither
one of us was sleepy now so we lay in bed talking. He asked
about Jerry and I kept my word not telling him anything. I
said Jerry treated me like a kid brother. He said it seemed
we took a long time and I said that was because we had to
unsaddle and clean 3 horses not just 2.

We quickly fell asleep and mom let us sleep in a bit the
next morning before waking us up. When we went to get out of
bed I saw Joey wince some when he walked over to the
bathroom. I chuckled and told him we said he would be sore
from riding the horse. He smirked and said he was more than
sore! What should he do? I told him to take a warm bath and
soak for 15 or so minutes. That would help and to take a
couple of aspirin or Tylenol. He was so sore he didn't feel
like doing much of anything. So we hung around the house
playing cards and watching TV.

After we ate dinner we headed outside to the barn and it was
evident that Joey was still stiff and sore from his horse
ride. Once I finished my chores I suggested we watch some TV
in the camper and I would rub his legs to get the soreness
out of them. My massage of his legs turned both of us on and
I could see his cock hard in his shorts and mine was hard as
well. I suggested he take off his shorts so I could rub his
thighs better. He was wearing a pair of Hanes briefs and
they molded to his ass cheeks perfectly. I couldn't resist
reaching up and rubbing his ass while I worked on his legs.
For a bit of fun I leaned into his ass and pushed my face
into his ass crack taking a deep breath of his scent. He had
an incredible smell, sweaty yet sweet and musky. I couldn't
stop now; I grabbed onto the waistband of his briefs and
pulled them down before returning to lick up and down his
ass. My taste buds exploded with the taste of sweat mixed
with an indescribable taste that made my cock hard as steel.

Joey was moaning and moving his ass upward begging me to
continue licking his ass! I began licking his ass cheeks in
long broad strokes and every so often nipping them. I pulled
his cheeks apart and just stared at his asshole surrounded
by dark hair. It was different from Jerry's hole. Joey's was
darker and looked like a small slot between his cheeks. I
licked around it lightly fluttering my tongue tip at its
center. It seemed to relax, open a bit and then close up. I
did it again and the response was the same. I continued to
lick and kiss his hole watching it open and close slightly
with each ministration. Then I blew lightly on his hole and
it clenched up tight in reaction. I decided to try something
else and pulled his ass tightly against my face and pursed
my lips sucking on his hole. He actually cried out and asked
what I was doing. I did it again and felt his ass push back
hard on my face. When I pulled back and looked his hole had
opened up and I quickly thrust my tongue into his ass!

I could have sworn I heard him squeal. Anyway I began
tonguing his hole inside and out and driving him insane. He
managed to get himself up on his knees while I continued to
lick and work on his ass. He pushed my hand off of his hard
cock and began jerking himself off. I pulled out of his ass
and got on my back pushing between his legs to suck on his
cock. His cock tasted great and he was close to cumming.
When I reached back towards his ass I found his hand playing
with his asshole. He actually had a finger stuck up his
asshole and was moving it in and out fucking himself.
Suddenly he said he was going to nut, pulled his cock out of
my mouth and began jacking on it shooting his load in my
face! I stretched my tongue out trying to get a taste of his
cum.

I felt my own cock spasm and I had an orgasm with a small
amount of cum shooting out on the first shot. I relaxed some
and then felt Joey collapse on top of me licking on my face
to eat up his own cum. He began kissing me and rubbing his
body against mine. We fell asleep holding each other. When
we woke up we were still intertwined in each other and both
our cocks were hard. He began humping against my cock and we
soon felt another orgasm hitting both of us. He remarked he
was going to enjoy the rest of stay! I concurred with this
observation.

 We began talking with him lying on top of me and he asked
me what it was like to lick another guy's ass, he had never
done that. He had only sucked a friend's cock and had his
sucked, although he had heard about guy's licking and
fucking other guy's asses. I told him I didn't know why or
how I developed an affinity to enjoying licking a guy's ass,
but it turned me on like nothing else. I liked sucking cock
and didn't know about fucking I hadn't tried it, had he? He
said no, but a friend told him it hurt the first time but
after that it felt great.

    We continued talking about what turned us on and what
didn't. He said he loved looking at guys with really big
cocks. I said it didn't really matter much to me, I just
liked cocks anyway they came. I thought back to what Jerry
had said about his being a curse and mentioned to Joey that
I bet some guys with big cocks wished theirs weren't so big.
He said maybe, but he liked playing with a big cock and it
was a challenge to suck on one. I mentioned that his was
pretty big and he blushed but said he had seen one of his
older brothers with a hard-on and it was huge! It had to be
a foot long and there were lots of guys who wanted to suck
and get fucked by his brother. I teased him that his would
probably be the same size when he was older and he remarked
he could only hope.

I mentioned I really got turned on by a guy with a hairy
chest, hairy ass and hairy cock and balls. I liked the smell
these guys had when they were sweaty from playing sports or
working hard. He said it didn't really matter to him but he
did like the smell of a locker room when a bunch of sweaty
guys were in it. He already knew that asses turned me on and
I mentioned to him about sticking his finger up his ass when
I was sucking his cock. He said he learned that from a
letter to Penthouse Forum he read once. The letter was from
a guy asking if it was normal for a guy to like something
stuck up his ass when he was ready to cum? The answer said
that up inside a guy's ass you could massage something
called a prostate and it was a turn-on for most guys. He
tried it when he jacked off and found it a big turn-on. He
also caught one of his brothers jacking off and he had two
fingers up his ass and when he asked him about it he told
him his girlfriends played with his asshole when he was
ready to cum and it intensified his orgasm!

This led back to discussing my predilection to licking guy's
asses. He wanted to try it but afraid of what was back
there, if I got what he meant. I said I wasn't into dirty
guys in that way and you could tell by giving an ass the
smell test. I told him I was clean if he wanted to give it a
try. He looked at me with some trepidation before moving
down my body while I turned over on my stomach. I told him
to just start licking my ass cheeks and then proceed from
there. I felt him lick on my left cheek and then he moved
down between my legs and licked at the back of my balls with
his nose just touching the edges of my ass crack. He inhaled
lightly and then he moved to my right ass cheek.

After a thorough licking of my cheeks I felt him pulling my
ass crack open. He probed at my hole with his fingers and
then I felt his tongue near the top of my ass crack licking
very lightly. He pulled back and continued toying with my
asshole with his right index finger and remarked that he
didn't smell anything offensive. I chuckled and told him
again that I was clean back there. Then I felt him lean down
and lightly lick on my hole. He must have liked it because
he kept his face down in my ass and began licking with a bit
more gusto. Soon he was literally eating my ass something
nobody had done. He was nibbling, licking, kissing and
lightly sucking on my ass and asshole. I was in ecstasy
bucking my ass up into his face and telling him not to stop
it felt so good. My cock was hard and trapped between the
bed and my stomach and as I bucked my ass it fucked into the
sheets. I felt another orgasm moving through me and when it
subsided I relaxed and just lay there for a bit letting Joey
eat my ass. I didn't even notice when he stopped. He moved
up and lay on my back pushing his cock into my ass crack.

We must have lain like that for a while when I heard a knock
on the door. It was Barry and he had some new magazines. He
stepped into the camper and smiled when he saw we the
positions we were in. Joey was embarrassed and had pulled a
sheet up over him, I just stayed on my stomach with a sheet
blanket pulled over my middle. He asked what was up and I
told him we had gone to my grandparents and Joey was sore
from riding a horse and I was massaging his legs to get the
soreness out of them. I asked him what kind of magazines he
had and he pulled out some small booklet types. They were
titled Penthouse Forum and he said he found them in his
brother's room. I asked if his brother was gonna notice them
missing and he told me his brother went back home for a
couple of days, so as long as he returned them by then it
was cool.

He said they contained letters from people about their
sexual experiences and sometimes questions to a sex advisor.
He said he'd read one out loud and we would see what they
were about. The first letter was about a guy and girlfriend
having a "three-way" with the girlfriend's roommate. During
the time the two girls licked each other's pussy and it
turned him on to watch this. It described him getting a
blowjob from both of them at the same time and then how he
fucked one then the other before coming. We were turned on
and you could see the tent in Barry's shorts. I tried to
picture the two girls together and went and retrieved the
magazines we had stashed. There was one that showed two
girls getting it on and for me it did nothing. Barry didn't
react too much to it either but Joey's eyes practically
bugged out and he remarked that it was hot looking at the
pictures.

He started reading the next letter and it was about a guy in
college that found himself at an orgy with some frat
brothers. There were a bunch of guys and girls in one dorm
room all naked having sex. During the orgy this guy was
shocked when some guy shoved his cock up his ass and began
fucking him before he could protest. Some girl was sucking
his cock at the same time. He was scared and wanted to know
if he was homosexual because he actually felt himself get
harder and enjoying getting fucked. The response was that he
probably wasn't homosexual just from this one experience.
The anus was rich in nerves and many men are turned on by
having their ass played with and with actual penetration the
cock fucking him was stimulating his prostate. Something
that is very stimulating to men! Being homosexual was more
than just having sex with another man, it was also an
emotional connection between them.

About this time we all grabbed one of these little booklets
and began reading the stories. Joey was rubbing his cock
under the sheets and Barry kept grabbing at his crotch
readjusting his hardon. I came upon a story that really
caught my interest. It was about a guy in college who found
his roommate attractive, even though he considered himself a
complete heterosexual who had a steady girl friend that he
regularly fucked. He was secretly spying on his roommate
when he changed clothes, took a shower or got ready for bed.
Lately he had even taken to sniffing his roommate's used
briefs after he left the room, getting turned on by the
smell of his roommate's sweaty crotch. Last night really
scared him as he had a dream about sucking his roommate's
cock! What was wrong with him he asked?

The reply was that he might very well be bisexual and be
attracted to both females and males. Or it could be nothing
more than a "crush" on someone he admired and nothing would
probably come of it and in time the dreams and sexual
attraction would go away. However, the sex advisor told him
not to feel guilty and that if something did happen it was a
perfectly normal part of growing up. Many people experiment
with members of their own sex while young and turn into
perfectly "normal" heterosexuals.

Joey got so caught up in the letter he was reading both
Barry and I noticed him jacking on his cock frantically! We
both were staring at him when he looked my way and froze
turning bright red in embarrassment. Barry remarked it must
be one hot letter as he was really beating his meat! Joey
remarked it was and remarked we were in no better shape as
our cocks were hard also. Barry removed his shorts and his
cock was lying hard against his stomach. He started jacking
on it saying he had to get off and Joey and I joined him. I
conjured up images of Jerry and I in the shower room on the
farm. I don't know what everyone was thinking of but soon we
were all cumming with Barry shooting four or five good
splotches of cum on his chest and stomach and Joey shooting
a good pool onto his stomach and into his belly button. I
shot only a small amount on the first spasm, but knew in
time I would be shooting a load also.

Everyone cleaned up and Barry grabbed up his magazines and
headed home before it got too late. Joey and I grabbed a
soda and watched some TV before going to sleep. When we
awoke in the morning I fixed us some cereal and Joey brought
up last night. What kind of stories did I find a turn on in
the magazines? I remarked that I liked the stories about
orgies or several people getting it on. (This was because
many of these referred to sex between the guys of some
sort.) He said the stories about two or more women getting
it on turned him on the most. He talked about being able to
fuck one while she licked the other's pussy or just sitting
back watching them while stroking his cock. I didn't say it
but this did nothing for me.

The rest of the time Joey was there we jacked off together
pretty much every night, but he didn't do much else to me,
although he let me suck on his cock and lick his ass if I
wanted to. We didn't get back to my grandparent's farm and
when he left I was a little sad but really wanted Juan to
return. It got a bit tiring hearing Joey talk about how sexy
some girl was he saw, or how he wanted to play with some
chick's tits. Barry had gone off to camp for a couple of
weeks and Kyle, Tom and his brothers and family were on a
vacation for a couple of weeks up in Canada.

I knew one thing by this time - I was a cocksucker and
really couldn't wait for school to start back up!

The adventures of Junior High are next....