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My first gay experience

When I was 16-17 years old I used to date a lot of girls, but no matter what I did something always felt wrong. I didn’t know what it was until I met Jake. His parents used to move a lot and he had to change schools all the time. I remember the day when I saw him for the first time. We had a history class and he showed 15 minutes late. He sat on the desk next to me and I couldn’t stop looking at him. He had long black hair and thin red lips and his eyes were brown and green at the same time.

He pierced me with a look and I blushed. He smiled, but didn’t say anything. History was over when he came to me and told me his name and asked if I want to hang out with him after school. I couldn’t say much and mumbled something like “yeah sure”, he smiled again and left.

We met in the park ouside school 5 minutes after the last bell. We were walking in a quiet alley in the park, smoking a joint, I remember that we used to laugh a lot. It was getting dark and I stopped to look at my watch. That’s when he gently caressed my face with the back of his hand. I was so suprised, my eye balls were going to pop out of their orbits. A second later he had stuck his tongue in my mouth and I was licking and kissing it, unable to think about what was happenning, all I felt was my penis getting bigger.

He pulled me in the bushes aside of the alley. He kneeled and unzipped my pants, looking in my eyes from bellow with a sly smile on his face. My cock popped out of my boxers directly in his mouth. He spit on it and swallowed it as deep as he could, he was very good at what he was doing.
I thought that I’ve died and went to heaven when the cum spilled in his mouth. He swallowed it all and continued licking my cock. I was thinking that my body is going to explode from the intense vibrations concentrated at the tip of the red head of my penis.

He stood up and I kissed him in the mouth. It took me 5 minutes of kissing to get back to my senses. He looked at his watch and said it’s time to go. Kissed me once more and run out of the bushes without saying goodbye.

For 3 weeks he continued to blow me in the park each night after school, then his family had to move to another town and I never saw him again. I had many lovers after him, but these are still the best 3 weeks of my life. I love you Jake, wherever you’re.

He split my ass like a ripe peach and incised into me…

He was there again this morning. Sitting on a table outside the café, looking somewhat carelessly from behind the sport foods magazine, advertised by smirking body builders with shiny, almost nude bodies. Now I was sure that he’s going to break. I could see the hunger in his eyes, looming on his gentle face. A nervous wrinkle, splitting the light forehead under a naughty dark tress. I was enjoying him, without being too quick about it. It’s been dry for days, not that there was nobody for the job, but I wanted something special. He too needed something different.

I approached and asked if the seat next to him is taken. The whole place was empty. And he understood, but just like me he too didn’t hurry to smile. He examined me and said to himself “yes” simultaneously with my decision to sit. I ordered coffee and asked if I could take a look at the magazine. My hand touched his and I felt the sweat breaking out on his fingers. He was horny already, trying to stop his quick breathing, I rubbed my knee in his hip and felt the firm muscle vibe, then I sensed my cock struggling to find it’s place in the tight jeans.

As I finished my drink I saw him staring at my adam’s apple, a small drop of sweat on the curve of his chin. He was more impatient than me. I asked for the bill. He didn’t say anything. We stood up together like as if we were hypnotized, like as if there was nothing and no one. I could only stare at his wide firm chest, that was quickly raising, and the growing sweat stain on his t-shirt.

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