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Have always fucked any one i fancied , at that age almost always older guys who liked a young top with a big rigid cock and balls full of cum.

 If id spent as much time studying as I did fucking I’m sure i would have been an honours graduate.

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i had early offers from a brother and a couple of friends.  i declined the first and briefly sucked two of the friends.  i must have been around 12.  i also declined overtures from probably the love of my life at 16 or 17 (and all indications were i was the love of his life as well).  my guess is that religion, not sex, was what messed with my mind.  not sure both shouldn't be illegal up to the same age.

 

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This site has me going through a few memories, what memories keep coming up, are with a friend I had in High School. 

It was a friendship that got a bit closer then most other male friendships, we skinny dipped, and he showed me how putting my cock up to a jacuzzi jet, was a great way to get off. Later, in our senior year, I would allow him to give  me massages after some 420. 

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I was 6 or so when my uncle started to fuck and groom me for dick (lucky him he had a tiny cock) this led to me getting passed around to his friends till i was about 12 or so then ide go out and seek any dick I could find myself from then on. Dont even have a number of the amount of men i had let fuck me by the time i was 18 ...it was an ungodly amount most raw and somehow STILL neg (go figure) i was "raped" and "molested" i suppose tho i was generally treated well and dont think its changed me all that much 22 years later i would have always been a high sex drive dick taking fiend i think so im not unhappy about any of it going down the way it did or anything like that some guys are just born sluts i think.

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I hooked up with as many gay guys in my AP classes or classes I took to "opt-out" of certain college required classes.  I had "helicopter" type parents, so if I had to be somewhere to attend classes or study away from my family, I took advantage of those situations.  When you are 16 or 17, an 18 or 19 year old never asked me about my age, just if I was willing to suck his dick or take it up the ass.

If there was a "study session" for a certain subject, I was there.  ANYTHING away from my family that revolved around education gave me an opportunity to be around horny guys close to me age and I capitalized on the opportunity.

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None.  I didn't even know guys could have sex together at that age.  Thanks, religious inculcation garbage.  That said, when I went away to school, my eyes (and my pants) were opened in short order, and I haven't slacked off one bit since.  

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Before turning 18 my hookups were limited to close friends and cousins.

When I was 13 there was an abandoned set of houses that you could access through a trail in my back yard. Looking back I don't know what the deal was with the houses, there was one massive house and a half dozen smaller houses on a single plot of land. My friends and I explored all of them, the smaller houses were treated as storage, all broken into already and picked through for the most part. The main house was much large, the floor had concaved in a few places, same for the upstairs. All the walls had damage and/or mold. The second floor was amazing though, at least for a horny pubescent 13 year old.

My older brother, his best friend Frank, my friend Andrew and I discovered the upstairs had 2 large matresses on the floor, both stained beyond yuck, but there was also a few ash trays filled with what looked like cigarette butts and then strewn about were dozens of older adult magazines. As an adult I would not spend five seconds in that house, it was creepy and filthy, probably a crack den before we discovered it. At 13 though, it was basically going to become my new jerk off palace. My older brother and Frank laughed at the dirty magazines, but Andrew clearly showed an interest as did I.

After that first group walk through of the property, I must have snuck up there more than a dozen times to beat off alone. It was perfect, the mattresses provided a space to comfortably get off, the room had windows facing the trail to my house and on the opposite wall the trail that went to the driveway that was fenced off. So if I was in there going to town on myself I would hear anyone coming down the trail, which happened often, people used that property to cut off about ten minutes walk time from one side of town to the other, most of them had the good sense to not go into the house though.

At this point in my life though I had no idea I would grow up to be bisexual. I already had my first stirs that summer with an incident involving Frank's tighty whities. Nearing the end of summer though I was crossing through the property to go hangout with Andrew, back in a time where you would just show up at each others house without notice if it was in walking distance. As I was crossing through I noticed him going inside the big house by himself. So I went in, wondering if he was going to do what I did in there or if maybe he was the person adding grafitti to the already destroyed walls.

Sure enough, he wasn't on the first floor, as I crept up to the second floor I saw him flipping through one of the magazines. He clocked me coming up the stairs, not that I was trying to be stealthy. He mumbled something about being bored. We both knew why he was there though. It oddly got my heart racing.

This is the part where I would normally go into details about what happened next, but the post made it clear not to. So I'll say this, there was no sex, but after a lot of very awkward conversation and flipping through the dirty magazines we both admitted to being "extremely horny" and agreed to jerk off next to each other while not looking at anything but the magazine images. Of course I looked, the plaid pattern of his boxers is burned into my memory, followed by every breath taken as they dropped to his ankles, and every single inch of his body as he pleasured himself.

Again, at this point I had no understanding of sexuality, so even though I was much more fascinated by Andrew and his body, I told myself it was because he was at least a foot taller than me and at least 3 inches bigger than me, plus I had never seen another guy in that state before that moment.

This was the first of many experimental experiences before turning 18. I graduated from mutual masturbation at 14 (almost 15) when I moved upstate and my 16 (almost 17) year old cousin and I got into a series of "truth or dare" games that summer and we went through the spectrum of dares that eventually led to me losing my virginity.

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I guess I didn't get to choose, a school buddies dad groomed me and used me for sex. He would have been mid 40's at the time and overweight. It started out just being invited over for sleep overs with school mates, pretty normal stuff, my parents were never fond of the guy but it was just me hanging around at a mates house I guess.

For the first... months? year? absolutely nothing happened. Everything was totally above board. One day washing his car he kept getting water on me, and that was the first time I cottoned on that maybe he was sexually interested in me. I was super naive, but we went inside and I changed clothes in front of him (buddy of mine was still outside) and that was that. From then on he'd mention more and more (slowly, then more and more) about how attractive I was on that day. My buddy actually caught me in the kitchen once with my shirt off, his dad quickly shuffled him away telling him that a spider had bitten me and he was checking it out for me. If he'd been 3 seconds quicker he would've seen me with my dick out, too.

He started dropping me off to my parents house (i'd been walking until then, 15 minute walk or so) but my buddy would never come with us. It was only a quick drive, but I remember he always had a porn magazine on the seat, ready for me to read before dropping me back home. My buddy lived 3 days with his dad, and 4 days with his mum, that kind of schedule. His dad had bought him -a lot- of video games (Only buddy I had with a Dreamcast!) and he told me that I was welcome any time to come and play games with him. He insisted one time, and I abided. Mum dropped me off, I strictly remember telling her that my buddy was at his dads house all week (for some reason) and she just dropped me off and thought nothing of it. That day, I legitimately just thought i'd be playing video games with my buddies dad. We did for a bit, then he asked if I wanted to look at a porno with him. Or better yet, watch one. We did a bit of both, I was shit scared because I knew it was wrong, but also I didn't want to leave. We watched guys give each other blowjobs for about half an hour, he was hot and sweaty, caressing my leg the entire time. It was the first time i'd ever seen him with less than fully clothed, first time i'd seen a man only wearing underwear. He then walked around the house, locked all of the doors, made me call my mum and tell her I was staying for a sleepover. She thought nothing of it, it was normal for me. He came back to the couch, completely naked, hard as a rock, sat down and I sat on his dick.

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My first time was with another boy at school, but I started cottaging soon after - I'd bunk off school on Friday afternoons and go with whoever was about (usually older men who worked in nearby offices).

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I was randomly hit up on AIM by a college guy when I was 16 and for some reason kept talking to him. I eventually found myself touching his dick in a Wal-Mark parking lot and realizing I liked it. I would eventually blow him and he would eventually fuck me raw and cum inside me.  We would hook up until I turned 18 and left- in hindsight some of it was kind of fucked up like when he invited me over and didn't tell me he had friends over and had me suck them all off, but its also most of my hottest memories.

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First experience was with the guy who organised my paper round, I’d turn up and he’d sort out all of the kids paper rounds and send us all off. A girl I fancied confessed she’d given him a bj.. she would have been 15/16, he was in his 30’s. I don’t know how, but somehow she mentioned to him I knew she’d sucked him off and he cornered me one morning when no one else was about. I swallowed his load that day and he told me I did a better job than she did!
 

Eventually he took my virginity, it wasn’t particularly enjoyable and it was over very quickly, he never did last long. After a few months of this he encouraged me to deliver a paper to his mates house as an extra favour one Saturday morning on my way home, his mate was probably mid 40’s, as I went to post the paper he opened the door fully nude sporting a massive hard on (well, I thought it was massive at the time!). He invited me in and kissed me, one thing led to another and he gently made love to me.. that has always been what I considered my first proper fuck as I actually enjoyed it and came handsfree as he was in me. 

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