Gay initiation
I should say right off that I am Bi and Married to a very understanding wife who lets me indulge in my occasional 'hobby' with other men.
I guess I ended up Bi due to several experiences that happened to me whilst still at school in the 70's. Unlike most boys I wasn't scarred for life by being abused or turned off by 'experimenting' at school, quite the reverse I have known ever since that I could and would have sex with men again when the opportunity arose.
I say all of the above due to an incident that most of you would probably say was abuse, and I would agree was certainly i*****l. However despite being way too young I never felt abused or traumatised. This all started due to a dare, to let down the tyres of a car near our local shops, I would have been about thirteen or f******n at the time.
I was nealt down next to this car, when my so called friends yelled scarper, and ran off. I looked up to see a dark skinned young guy in his twenties looking down at me. I was too scared to run and my legs turned to jelly.
He grabbed me by the ear and stood me up, then marched my into the yard at the back of the chip shop. He then yelled at me in a heavily accented voice "why you let my tyre down"?
I suddenly realised that I knew him, he was Greek and his brother owned the chip shop. I knew this because my dad supplied him with onions from his allotment. He was not too tall but fit looking, with dark hair and a thick moustache. He took me into the rear door of the shop a sort of combined store room and office space.
Again he asked why I had let down his tyre. I managed to squeek some reply about it being a dare. Suddenly he said "I know your dad don't I"? I just nodded and knew that I was in for a hiding when he told him what I had done.
How wrong can you be? It was very quiet in the store room and he sat down on a stool and just sort of looked at me. I was shitting my self, sure I was going to get a good hiding from him and then another when he told my dad.
But he just kept staring at me and then finally said "if your good I give you some chips, you do as I say and don't tell anyone, agreed"?
I nodded, thinking all my birthdays had come at once.
I was stood in front of where he sat on the stool, and he reached forward and put his hand on my crotch. I was shocked and almost jumped back, but he just made a sort of soothing sound and started to rub lightly up and down over my trousers. I had experienced hard ons in the mornings by then, but for the first time my cock started to harden from an outside influence. I was getting stiff and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Then very slowly he undid my trousers and eased them and my pants down to reveal my medium sized hard on. He slowly put his hands on my hips and turned me around so my arse was facing him. Then one of his hands came around and he wrapped it around my stiff cock, not moving just holding.
He whispered that I was a good boy and that he wasn't going to hurt me. Hurt, I was loving the attention and my cock felt like it was going to burst. I could feel he was using his free hand to undo his jeans, and I took a sneaky look round to see him pulling out a short but very thick cock from his underpants. He was certainly bigger than me in length, but to me it was so thick it looked enourmous with a huge bell end.
He caught me looking and said "its okay you look if you want". I half turned so I could see, his hand was still on my cock and he started to move it very slowly up and down. I was in ecstacy I had never wanked off at that age and the feeling was just heaven. I watched as he took his own cock in his other hand and slowly started to rub himself. His cock seemed to be getting bigger and my eyes were glued to it. Suddenly I felt my whole body spasm and my cock jerked in his hands. I let out a gasp as wave after wave of orgasm hit me, making my eyes shut involuntarily, I could feel my self shooting liquid out of my cock for the first time.
His hand was still on me as I opened my eyes breathing hard. "Good boy" he said and putting his hand on my shoulder he told me to kneel down. As I did this he stood up so that his cock was straight in front of my face.
He was stroking himself hard now and I was fascinated watching his hand fly up and down on what appeared to me to be a massive cock. He put his hand on top of my head and tilted my face up to look at him. "Now be good boy and open your mouth" he gasped. I watched his face and opened my mouth as he had asked. He moved a fraction closed and placed the end of his cock against my lower lip, he was pulling it frantically now. "Now lick it" he said urgently.
I stuck out my tongue and for the first time tasted a cock, licking the very end slightly as his hand continued to pump it. He gasped and in a feirce voice said "open". I opened my mouth slightly wider just as he came, spurting his first lot straight into my mouth, followed by another and another, until there was so much it was runnning down my chin and down the front of his cock onto his balls. He was gasping and slowly pulling his cock until the last drops had landed on my face. I wasn't sure what was supposed to happen, and he looked down at me and said "you swallow". So I did what he said, and even wiped the bit up off my chin and licked it up.
"You like"? he asked. I had to admit it wasn't bad, but I was too nervous to speak and just nodded dumbly. He seemed pleased and told me to go into the little toilet next to the office and wash my face.
When I returned he had been through into the shop and got me a bag of chips as he had promised. He sat me down on the stool and let me eat. "Now we both have secret, you come after school tomorrow, I keep your secret you keep mine". He told me his name was Chris and that I could work in the shop if I wanted, and that he would let me have chips whenever I wanted.
Looking back I know what he did was wrong, but I have to say that he never hurt me and I ended up realy enjoying my afteroons in the store room. He taught me how to suck cock properly, and eventually after much preparation introduced me to being fucked. I have to say I have loved both things ever since.
When I get more time I will write again about that first proper blowjob, and how I practiced on one of my friends so I ended up swallowing two loads a day!
I guess I ended up Bi due to several experiences that happened to me whilst still at school in the 70's. Unlike most boys I wasn't scarred for life by being abused or turned off by 'experimenting' at school, quite the reverse I have known ever since that I could and would have sex with men again when the opportunity arose.
I say all of the above due to an incident that most of you would probably say was abuse, and I would agree was certainly i*****l. However despite being way too young I never felt abused or traumatised. This all started due to a dare, to let down the tyres of a car near our local shops, I would have been about thirteen or f******n at the time.
I was nealt down next to this car, when my so called friends yelled scarper, and ran off. I looked up to see a dark skinned young guy in his twenties looking down at me. I was too scared to run and my legs turned to jelly.
He grabbed me by the ear and stood me up, then marched my into the yard at the back of the chip shop. He then yelled at me in a heavily accented voice "why you let my tyre down"?
I suddenly realised that I knew him, he was Greek and his brother owned the chip shop. I knew this because my dad supplied him with onions from his allotment. He was not too tall but fit looking, with dark hair and a thick moustache. He took me into the rear door of the shop a sort of combined store room and office space.
Again he asked why I had let down his tyre. I managed to squeek some reply about it being a dare. Suddenly he said "I know your dad don't I"? I just nodded and knew that I was in for a hiding when he told him what I had done.
How wrong can you be? It was very quiet in the store room and he sat down on a stool and just sort of looked at me. I was shitting my self, sure I was going to get a good hiding from him and then another when he told my dad.
But he just kept staring at me and then finally said "if your good I give you some chips, you do as I say and don't tell anyone, agreed"?
I nodded, thinking all my birthdays had come at once.
I was stood in front of where he sat on the stool, and he reached forward and put his hand on my crotch. I was shocked and almost jumped back, but he just made a sort of soothing sound and started to rub lightly up and down over my trousers. I had experienced hard ons in the mornings by then, but for the first time my cock started to harden from an outside influence. I was getting stiff and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Then very slowly he undid my trousers and eased them and my pants down to reveal my medium sized hard on. He slowly put his hands on my hips and turned me around so my arse was facing him. Then one of his hands came around and he wrapped it around my stiff cock, not moving just holding.
He whispered that I was a good boy and that he wasn't going to hurt me. Hurt, I was loving the attention and my cock felt like it was going to burst. I could feel he was using his free hand to undo his jeans, and I took a sneaky look round to see him pulling out a short but very thick cock from his underpants. He was certainly bigger than me in length, but to me it was so thick it looked enourmous with a huge bell end.
He caught me looking and said "its okay you look if you want". I half turned so I could see, his hand was still on my cock and he started to move it very slowly up and down. I was in ecstacy I had never wanked off at that age and the feeling was just heaven. I watched as he took his own cock in his other hand and slowly started to rub himself. His cock seemed to be getting bigger and my eyes were glued to it. Suddenly I felt my whole body spasm and my cock jerked in his hands. I let out a gasp as wave after wave of orgasm hit me, making my eyes shut involuntarily, I could feel my self shooting liquid out of my cock for the first time.
His hand was still on me as I opened my eyes breathing hard. "Good boy" he said and putting his hand on my shoulder he told me to kneel down. As I did this he stood up so that his cock was straight in front of my face.
He was stroking himself hard now and I was fascinated watching his hand fly up and down on what appeared to me to be a massive cock. He put his hand on top of my head and tilted my face up to look at him. "Now be good boy and open your mouth" he gasped. I watched his face and opened my mouth as he had asked. He moved a fraction closed and placed the end of his cock against my lower lip, he was pulling it frantically now. "Now lick it" he said urgently.
I stuck out my tongue and for the first time tasted a cock, licking the very end slightly as his hand continued to pump it. He gasped and in a feirce voice said "open". I opened my mouth slightly wider just as he came, spurting his first lot straight into my mouth, followed by another and another, until there was so much it was runnning down my chin and down the front of his cock onto his balls. He was gasping and slowly pulling his cock until the last drops had landed on my face. I wasn't sure what was supposed to happen, and he looked down at me and said "you swallow". So I did what he said, and even wiped the bit up off my chin and licked it up.
"You like"? he asked. I had to admit it wasn't bad, but I was too nervous to speak and just nodded dumbly. He seemed pleased and told me to go into the little toilet next to the office and wash my face.
When I returned he had been through into the shop and got me a bag of chips as he had promised. He sat me down on the stool and let me eat. "Now we both have secret, you come after school tomorrow, I keep your secret you keep mine". He told me his name was Chris and that I could work in the shop if I wanted, and that he would let me have chips whenever I wanted.
Looking back I know what he did was wrong, but I have to say that he never hurt me and I ended up realy enjoying my afteroons in the store room. He taught me how to suck cock properly, and eventually after much preparation introduced me to being fucked. I have to say I have loved both things ever since.
When I get more time I will write again about that first proper blowjob, and how I practiced on one of my friends so I ended up swallowing two loads a day!
13 years ago