Date: Tue, 20 May 2014 07:58:09 -0500
From: Miroslav Curren <mirocurr@gmail.com>
Subject: Once Upon a Night 1

I decided to write about my own experience and how I got with my current
boyfriend Luke after my cousin Caleb and his boyfriend Kieran decided to
share their story. It was only fair that I also shared embarrassing details
to the public and not let my little cousin beat me in that respect. This
story is also true, there are a few embellishments here and there just to
spice things up, the story itself is how I discovered my sexuality and how
I got to know Luke, and so without further delays here is my story. Oh and
by the way this story will eventually contain some juicy stuff but for now
try to endure, I will build up to that but it will take time.

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Once Upon a Night Ch. 1

I grew up in Southern California, I still live here, and as I type this I
can smell the smoke of the fire that is raging not too far from here, it
was and continues to be a great place to live (minus the fires and
earthquakes). The neighborhoods are safe, they are friendly and the culture
here is just exquisite. I know for sure that I will mourn the loss of my
high school years which are coming to an end in just a few weeks. I was
dreading leaving high school so much so that I decided to become a "Super
Senior", ah yes, for the uninitiated a Super Senior is a dumbass like
myself that fails their senior year and is forced to repeat their senior
year, yep, you heard it correctly I failed my senior year but that's beside
the point. What I'm trying to say is that there are major changes in my
life that will soon occur and it really scares me, it scares me because
change is difficult, change is almost impossible at times and the unknown
really scares me. I will have to venture out on my own soon; I will have to
leave the comfort zone that my town and school currently are.

Being gay and a teen can be very hard, my heart breaks when I hear Anderson
Cooper on CNN interview yet another mother mourning the loss of her child
after they have killed themselves because they were being bullied for being
gay/bi sexual. It outrages me that beautiful children snuff out their own
lives because their despair is so great that they feel there is no other
escape. I am lucky to say that I have fared well when it comes to being a
gay teen, my "coming out" was easier than I could have imagined, I was one
of the lucky few whose parents are totally okay with it. Not only am I gay
but so is my cousin Caleb who I helped with a story of his own. I helped
him cope with the stress of coming out and I helped ease his fears. I am
glad to say that our life and the lives of our boyfriends are quite normal,
like I said before I dread leaving home because I have been surrounded by
loving and caring people. High school was pretty normal for me, I had the
same struggles everyone else had, I was even picked on for a few weeks but
I solved it pretty darn quick. People in my school don't dare make fun of
others for the color of their skin and I am noticing something else, I am
noticing that being a homophobe is becoming the same as being a racist and
no one in my high school ever wants those titles, they become the pariah
everyone hates.

My heart goes out to those who are older than me and had to come out in a
time when that was a huge and I mean huge no-no, I love reading the stories
in Nifty but I have noticed that a lot of them are gloomy, depressing, and
they revolve around the same theme, bullying and not being accepted.
Perhaps they are motivated by the writer's own horrible experiences and it
saddens me. I hope that this story, my story, helps those that read it and
that it brings joy to those older gays that suffered and endured torture
for being true to themselves, I want it to bring hope to everyone that
things around the world are changing, yes, it is true that there is a long
way to go but change is hard, like the change I am about to go through it
will at times hurt but change is coming. To those who have endured
hostility, hate, ridicule for being true to themselves I want to sincerely
thank you, I thank you so, so much for making it easy for teens like me who
can come out and not have to worry about much anymore, thank you for
helping me and my cousin out, thank you.

To begin my story I guess I have to start with my first experience ever, I
can clearly remember the very first time I had my first sexual encounter,
it's funny how I have continued to treasure that particular memory, I guess
it's because it was something new and exciting, or perhaps it is because I
was so innocent and naïve that I believed that the things I did with
other boys was something normal. I was in kindergarten so I guess I must
have been 5 or 6 years old, who knows. I remember that my friends and I
would rush out of class and into the bathroom during recess where we would
fool around.

 I don't remember who began what or who got me into it but I do remember
walking into a bathroom stall one day wanting to take a piss and stopping
dead on my tracks. Right before me I saw two boys kissing and touching each
other's dicks. I wasn't shocked, I wasn't repulsed, I guess what I did feel
was curiosity. I wanted to know why they were kissing and how it felt and
so I stood there and watched. I didn't know that there would soon be more
boys piling inside this stall. Now that I think about it I am sure other
kids in school knew what was going on but no one told. Anyways, back to it,
here I was looking at these boys kiss and fondle each other when the door
opened and in came 2 more boys. One of the boys must have been in the 2nd
grade because he was taller than all of us.

I don't remember ever being scared or even grossed out, what I do remember
is that the older boy asked me to kiss the other boy that was standing
beside me silent as a statue. I didn't know how to kiss so I hesitated; I
guess the older boy was really horny because he impatiently asked me again
to kiss the other boy. The only people I had kissed at that time were
family member, mom, dad, grandma, etc. so I thought everyone kissed by
puckering their lips and touching them to other lips, and that is what I
did.

I remember hearing him sneer and he asked me if I had ever French kissed, I
obviously had NO idea what a French kiss was so I responded that I didn't
know what it was. Oh I wish I could post a picture of that very moment to
share with you guys because everyone would get a kick out of this, the boy
had a wide grin that made him look like the Grinch, I swore I even saw
little horns sticking out of his forehead. He quickly taught me by, you
guessed it, pressing his lips on mine and ramming his tongue in my mouth. I
can't say for certain what my reaction was but I don't ever remember
running out of there so I must have liked it. He was a brute, he didn't
gently kiss me, oh no, my first kiss ever was with a boy who had no idea
himself how to properly kiss, he just thought that jamming another person
with your tongue meant French kissing.

I remember that his tongue wiggled wildly in my mouth tickling my lips but
I enjoyed the feeling it was giving me. After a few minutes he asked me to
kiss the other boy and with my new found skills I planted my lips on the
other boy and began to French kiss him. To this day I don't remember the
other boy's name, all I remember is that every day we would pile into the
toilet stall and make out. The 2nd grader was a bit of a bully, I remember
him pushing us little kids to kiss while he played with himself which was
something I really liked. I was intimidated by the size of his penis
because at that point I had only seen mine and when I saw how much bigger
(it's hilarious now that I think about it) his was in comparison to mine I
was kinda intimidated, my poor little maggot was no match to his night
crawler.

Things changed rather quickly, he wasn't satisfied with us kissing anymore,
he moved us on to role-playing, which makes me blush to this day when I
think about it, the kid was a freak! I remember the recurring theme was
that I would pretend to kiss some invisible person while the other boy
walked into the toilet stall, caught me cheating on him, then he would spin
me around and punch the invisible person and then he would begin to kiss me
passionately. We did this a couple of times before the older boy changed
things again, one day as the other boy was kissing me he pulled us apart
and asked me to pull my pants down, I really didn't hesitate so I pulled my
pants and underwear down to my ankles and stood in front of both boys with
my little maggot sticking straight out. He whispered something into the
other boy's ear and before I knew it the boy was kneeling in front of me
giving me a blow job.

The poor kid was doing a horrible job, he didn't move my dick in and out of
his mouth or anything, he simply suckled on it like if it was a tit, which
makes sense since none of us had any prior experience. After a few minutes
of vigorous suckling the boy got tired and so he got up, it was now my turn
to suck my first dick. After pulling my underwear and pants back up I did
just like the other boy did and kneeled in front of the boy who had already
pulled his pants and underwear down. I remember that he was uncircumcised
which intrigued me because I had never seen one look that way, anyways, I
quickly took his dick into my mouth and started to suckle him the way he
did to me. The boy giggled and squirmed because unlike him I moved my
tongue around, I don't know why it just felt like I needed to, I guess I
liked the way his foreskin felt on it.

We continued to do things that way for a while but yet again that older boy
decided to change things, he decided that he needed to get into the action
so after we sucked each other off, he asked us to suck him. First the other
boy took his turn and sucked him off, when it came time for me to suck him
I was scared, it just didn't look like I was going to be able to do it. I
remember being grossed out, I liked sucking the other boy off but I didn't
like the older boy's cock. I guess it was too big for me? Who knows, all I
know is that he jammed his dick in my mouth making me recoil but he quickly
pushed my head back in place and had me suck him. I distinctly remember his
taste, it wasn't bad it just tasted like uncircumcised cock, umm those that
have sucked an uncircumcised dick know the taste, those that haven't I
encourage you to go out and suck one (Just kidding I don't condone
slutism). It's just an interesting taste is all I'm saying, I actually
enjoyed the taste just not the boy, he was just so rough whereas the other
boy, the one that was my age, was more gentle, more caring and I really
enjoyed that.

We fooled around for the rest of the school year, recess was very enjoyable
for a group of us boys but just as it suddenly began it suddenly ended. One
day I just didn't go in there anymore and moved on. I didn't feel the
desire to go in there anymore so I avoided that particular bathroom, I
wonder if other boys are now enjoying that bathroom stall as much as we
did? I think that after 9/11 life for everyone including kids changed
drastically in this country. People were gloomy including myself, I
couldn't comprehend why people would do such horrible things to others so I
guess that's why my interest in sex ended around that time.

Things were pretty dull sexually for me for a few years, even before my
little experimentation I felt an attraction to other boys, I knew I was
different and it didn't bother me, I just simply thought that it was normal
for me and I didn't really worry about it. I had a few run ins with
friends, the typical things, I guess. In 2003 when I turned 8 during my
birthday party my friend Adam and I decided to sneak into my room, my mom
had strict rules not to go into any rooms while the party was going on but
I didn't listen. I wanted to show off my games and whatever else so I
dragged him into my room. I really liked Adam, he was a cute Latino boy
with amazing hazel eyes, long eye lashes, spikey light brown hair, and the
most amazing olive skin. I didn't intend for things to go the way they did
but things happen for a reason right? So after we locked ourselves in my
room I decided to show off my games being the snotty little brat that I
was, he was impressed at my large collection of Xbox and Playstation
games. Have you ever noticed that when you are doing something you are not
supposed to do you get the urge to take a piss? Well that's what happened
to the both of us, we knew that we were not supposed to be in my room so
I'm sure that caused us to want to take a piss but he didn't want to leave
my room until he saw all of my games.

I was doing the piss dance trying to pinch my dick but that caused it to go
hard, I saw him doing the same thing and noticed he was also sporting a
nice little bulge. By this time my dick had graduated from being a maggot
to a night crawler, so here we are with 2 bulges in our pants. I snickered
and made a comment, I forgot what it was probably something like "I have a
boner" or something which drew his attention away from the games. He looked
down at my crotch and then at his and giggled "me too" he said as we both
began to giggle nervously.

"Check this out" Adam said as he pulled the front of his shorts and
underwear off and began to make car noises using his dick as a gear shift.I
lost it, I began to laugh hysterically, sure I liked what I was seeing but
I was really entertained by what Adam was doing and obviously because he
was getting a laugh out of me he continued to do it. What I wasn't
expecting was what he said next.

"Now you try it" he said.

I calmed myself down enough to pull my pants and underwear down and out
came the night crawler, I began to make car noises and used my dick like a
gear shirt as well. We both laughed uncontrollably for a few minutes before
getting my attention.

"Let me see it up close" he asked as he waddled close to me trying not to
trip over his pants that were still wrapped around his ankles.

"Okay" I replied pushing my hips out more so that he was able to get a
better look at my dick.

"Cool!" he said as he looked down on my amazing night crawler. (Yeah
right!)

"Want to see a trick?" Adam asked with a grin on his face "I can make it
disappear"

"Yeah okay" I said wanting to see what his magic trick was. I had no idea
what he was up to, I believed that he was about to do a legitimate magic
trick and not a joke. I wasn't really interested in anything sexual with
him, in fact up to that point I hadn't even thought about it.

"Close your eyes and don't move and when I tell you to open them back up"
He instructed me, I obeyed his command and immediately closed my eyes.

I felt something interesting happen, I felt something warm pushing up
against my dick followed by some giggling, I didn't know what it was or
what I was feeling, it just felt kind of interesting.

"Open your eyes" he giggled.

I opened my eyes and saw Adam bending over in front of me with my dick in
between his butt cheeks as he giggled uncontrollably.

"See now it's gone" he said as he straightened back up and pulled his pants
and underwear back on. I was left in shock, I didn't know what the hell had
just happened to me, I didn't say a word I just pulled my underwear and
pants back on and walked out of my room.

I wasn't angry or disgusted by what happened I was just in shock, well I
can't say I wasn't upset because I was, I was angry that he had mooned me
in my own room but it wasn't such a big deal that I stopped talking to him
I just simply didn't know how to react to that. I guess the bastard
traumatized me, hell I dont know.

Things would drastically change in my life three years after what Adam and
I did, but I will share that with you some other time, right now I have to
go back to my life, actually I'm pretty hungry right now so I'm going to In
and Out burger, Google it if you don't know what that is. You poor suckers
that haven't eaten at an In and Out are missing out! Keep an eye out for
more chapters of this story and for "A Kiss Around Midnight"

One Love