Date: Fri, 08 Apr 2005 14:27:42 -0400
From: Mark DePeel <markus_senior@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daze of Our Lives: Chapter 1

My name is Mark.  I'm currently 23, gay, and quite comfortable with myself.
This wasn't always the case, but then, it's not for most guys.  I've
decided to document and recount my experiences growing up into today as
accurately and completely as possible.  As real life doesn't always follow
the perfect norms and rules, neither does this story.  Graphic, detailed
accounts of my sexuality and sexual experiences, which are all homosexual
in nature, are contained within.  Also, as many of these events occurred
before the legal age of consent in many areas, the material may not be
legal or to your taste.  You've been told: do with that information what
you will.  You are responsible for knowing whether or not you're supposed
to be reading a story of this nature or not.  This and all subsequent
related works are all copyright 2005 to me, the author.  The duplication of
this material for distribution or sale in any form is completely not ok
unless you ask me first.  Any questions, comments, and suggestions should
be sent to markus_senior@yahoo.com.  Flames, negativity, and whatever else
are just going to be ignored, so don't waste your time sending them to me.

Daze of Our Lives

Episode I -- Early childhood experiences

I was only 4 years old the first time I had an encounter with another boy.
I was a really cute kid then; I had bright, blue eyes accented by the most
amazing platinum blonde hair.  My background is mostly German, and the
features really come out in me.

At the time, I was a pretty typical boy.  I liked to play outside, in the
dirt, in the grass, play war games and make strange noises.  I also had a
thing for being naked.  I remember I used to escape outside with as little
clothing as possible so that I could more easily remove it.

I didn't know any other kids my age at the time.  I went to preschool, but
none of the kids lived around me, nor was I that social with them.  There
was one boy close to my age however, who lived just down the block and
across the street.  He was 7 at the time, my older brother's age.  He was
more my brother's friend than mine, but as I was a tag along most of the
time, I got to know him about as well.  He had light brown hair, was taller
than me (being older), and I never really thought about it more than that,
other than he was just Kevin.

It was a day that I was over at Kevin's with my brother that I was first
introduced to sex of any kind.  We had been playing outside, as normal, and
we decided that we were tired of Kevin's older brother constantly bothering
us.  His brother was around 13 or 14, rather overweight, and he was
constantly following us around trying to get us in trouble.

"Hey, I want to show you something neat!" Kevin said while we were out by
their old rabbit cages.  We readily agreed, and he took us out to an old
pickup with a toper over the bed.  We got inside and closed it.  It was a
bit warm, and there was plenty of light that streamed in from the windows.
Once we were all settled down, he sat up on his knees, undid his pants, and
pulled down his pants and underwear in one pull.  There he was, his maybe 2
inch boner sticking straight up towards is belly.

"Come on, let me see yours."  My brother was hesitant...he always was a
wuss when it came to things.  Me, I didn't care.  I got up onto my knees
the same way he was and pulled down my pants.  I wasn't hard then.  I had
gotten hard before when in the bathtub, but I never really thought about
it.  It was just something that happened for a while then went away.  My
brother finally did the same thing and showed his off too.  He was getting
a bit of a boner, but it stuck more out straight than up like Kevin's.

Kevin turned to my brother and said, "Put my dick in your mouth and suck
it."  My brother did this time without much hesitation, but almost as soon
as he put it in his mouth, he pulled off of it and started making gagging
sounds.

"That tastes sick," he said.

"Let me try!" I quickly piped in, always looking for a chance to outshine
my big brother.  I pushed past him and before getting permission I put
Kevin's dick right in my mouth.  I remember that first taste...it was
different, but it wasn't bad.  Not quite like sucking on a thumb because it
wasn't at all salty.  Almost more like sucking on the soft skin on the
inside of your elbow right after a shower.  I started making "mmm" noises
around his dick, and I stopped at one point to turn to my brother and said
to him, "This doesn't taste bad at all."

I continued sucking on his dick for about a minute when suddenly Kevin's
brother came up to the truck.  He started banging on the door and then
said, "I'm gonna go tell mom on you!" and headed back towards the house.
Kevin freaked and told us we had to go.  We quickly scrambled to put our
clothes back on right and then my brother and I went home.

I didn't see Kevin for about a week after that.  I think he was grounded
for a week for playing in the truck; I don't think his brother told about
the dick sucking, if he even saw it.  I saw him again a few times, and we
played as normal as if nothing happened.  There was one time though when my
brother wasn't there, and I was alone at Kevin's house.  We went behind a
shed and he took out his boner again.  Without him even asking I got down
on my knees and started sucking on him.  I only got to for like a minute,
and then he said, "It's not safe to do this here.  We'll have to do it
someplace else."  We never did go someplace else though.  We played around
a bit longer, and then I went home.  A few weeks after that, we had moved
to a different part of town, and I never got a chance to play with him
again.

Unbeknownst to me, however, was that this was only the beginning of an
early start to sexual activity.