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gradation Along The route Of Life.

Telling the write up of how I was introduced to gay sex woke many dormant memories, remembering of consequence and occurrences, of faces and facts, of names and of citizenry long gone from my life, things that have been submerged in the niche of my brain for nearly 40 days. much had been forgotten and much buried under fresher, newer experiences until dragged to the airfoil of my intellect by the recollection of those exuberant times. But in all the years since meeting him, I had never forgotten Bunty, his feeling and his physical structure, the feel of his osculation or of his cock, and all that he had taught me. Possibly because of that, I have ever since then, been fond to boys who had similar looks to that of my tutor, who was my first lover and who had shown me what pleasures can be obtained through a liaison with a volition boy. As I have shared with you so much of my history and my long lost past, I decided to allow you a look at these memory as well.

In the six months Bunty and I had been enjoying sex together he had broken down much of my inhibition and concern. On the Nox of my firstly shag, even though I had become used to having sex with Bunty, I still was shy and timid of doing so with any other boy and had rejected Bunty's invitations to join their group, or give up another boy to conjoin in our revels. The sudden initiation of Munna into our game swiftly brought the remaining contribution of my shyness and timidness crashing down. Though shocked as I had been by Munna's duplicity in forcing Bunty to abdicate his station as the spouse to my for the first time incursion of a bottom, I had taken charge of the situation and had made Munna do my dictation. I had made him masturbate and produce sperm cell to lubricate my entry into Bunty's behind and then enjoyed my second nooky of an ass, this metre in full opinion of a one-third person. Though Munna had heard all about me from Bunty, he had never actually set eyes on a circumcised cock before nor had he seen or felt a cock of the sizing and thickness that I possessed.

Suitably impressed by my penetration of his ass and by the ability to get set up again almost immediately and be stiff enough to fuck Bunty as long and as heavily as I had, induced Munna to beg to be allowed to last out with us for the rest period of the Nox. So not only was I introduced to the joy of fucking a volition boy's nates that Night I was also exposed to mathematical group sex. The addition of an additional pair of hands, another cock and arsehole, along with one more rima oris soon brought about a completely different set of sensations and spot. The three of us spent the rest of that nighttime in exploring what could and could not be done with 3 of everything available for use. Over the adjacent few twenty-four hour period we tried all possible combination and configurations and I took to it all like a duck to water. Bunty and Munna were not behind to see the modification in my posture and soon introduced me to the relaxation of their group. But let me first tell you of the few days the three of us spent in exploring group sex before coming to our traffic with the other votaries at the communion table of sexual gratification.


Munna had been 20 when he showed his cousin that a dick could be used for purposes other than passing piddle. Bunty had been 18 at the time and could get an erection but not get sperm. Bunty had been just below 19 when he started me on the journeying of discovery, then around six months later and when he was nearing 20 he had shown me all about anal retentive sex. When I fucked his ass, Munna had been 20, a fairly good looking boy, though his feature article were jolting and less refined than Bunty's chiselled flavour. He was little than Bunty and was more heavily built. Unlike Bunty's hairless body Munna had a thick growing of hair around his pubic expanse and under his weapon system as well. His chest and belly were still without any visible growth but his arms and legs had some measure of hairsbreadth on them.
parenthesis from their characters and looks, the main difference between the two of them was in size of it and shape of the penis. Bunty's cock was averaged size and unbowed, with a foreskin that could be pushed right back revealing a red head that had a nice build and look. His prick was smooth and seamless by any veins. Munna on the other hand was dissimilar. His peter was thicker than Bunty's but brusk and his prepuce though much longer could not be retracted fully. Also towards the al-Qa'ida, his cock became a lot thinner than the social movement part was, giving it a rather odd nodding flavor ; it also had a slight curved shape. Bunty's erections could not be rivalled by anyone. They would cause that slenderize polish hammer to guide upwards towards his chin, the head word almost fully exposed as it thrust out of the foreskin. I never saw Munna's cock rise to anything more than a 90 arcdegree slant to his body and that too only rarely. Munna's backside was also orotund and intemperate than Bunty's smaller and neater buns. Munna liked to have a go at it and to get fucked, would go down on any cock presented to him but strangely did not like to accept his putz sucked.

By this metre I was about to get into my 20th yr, and though still somewhat of an innocent by nature the preceding six month had made physical divergence between me and the younger male child evident. My cock was the thickest and longest either boy had seen, it was also circumcised again a number one for them. I could produce Thomas More sperm with each interjection than they could and also recovered from an interjection often quicker. While fucking I could last a much thirster prison term before shooting my consignment. I had traces of hair on my chest and stomach while around my penis the growth was thick and thick.

That Night my sensible horizon were broadened to an amazing extent. Not only did I learn how pleasurable it was to fuck a boy's ass I learned many early new things as well. My mental reservation about having sex with a boy other than Bunty were shattered and with the intro of Munna into the equation many new avenue of maven were opened. How and where Munna learned all he knew I never found out. But he had already taught and shown Bunty much more than Bunty had ever told me. Very soon I was introduced to rimming, as Munna suddenly spread my ass buttock and applied his tongue to my keister entrance. He also shortly showed me how to charge Bunty by licking him under the balls. I also learnt what it felt like to have your ass fucked while your prick was fucking another ass. Munna had invited me to roll in the hay his ass a second prison term and when I entered him Bunty slipped behind me and started fingering my hole. As it created a rather nice feeling I thought I was being clever and asked Bunty to use his tool instead of his finger. Stopping my poking into Munna I waited public treasury Bunty successfully had plunged his cock into my golf hole before resuming my movements. It was a fantastic feeling to have your ass entered by a hard tool as your own intemperate cock was spreading another's behind passage. It was only after we had all reached climax that I learnt that both Munna and Bunty had done this sort of thing many times before.

Over the next few mean solar day Bunty and Munna took me properly through the entire range of their experiences. They showed me how to 69 one body while in the bow-wow position and how the one who was on his bridge player and knee joint could be fucked thereby greatly enhancing the touch of all three player. Once they had reached the end of what they could evince and instruct me in a threesome they introduced another element in the form of a quartern boy, then quickly a one-fifth and a sixth till I had been introduced to their intact circle of intimate friends and intimate collaborator. These boys were all around the same age with Bunty still being the young. I soon replaced Munna as the loss leader of the group, but not because of my knowledge or experience. Munna had been the one to bring out most of the other male child to these sexual exercises. From where he learnt all of this I never found out but his attitude had always been rather selfish, as was proven by his forcing Bunty to set aside him to sneak into my room and drive his place. Very soon the fact that I was the erstwhile of all, made the boy including Munna declivity in with my desires and want. I think it was also my much more tranquil nature and more generous deportment that pushed me into the leaders'perspective. Of course of action it may consume been because I had the cock-a-hoop cock.
I do not recollect many great physical differences between those boys, except for one boy who had the ability to unsay the full duration of any tool put in his mouth including mine. No other boy could deep throat a cock like he could. Between us there was never any division of roles, no top, no backside, no male and no distaff part to be played. All would suck, and give their shaft to be sucked, all would fuck and all would leave themselves to be fucked. Even if we had known of the term"GAY"I do not call up we would give birth considered ourselves to be that. This sexual self-indulgence was a constituent of growing up, character and parcel of living itself.
In a month or so Munna moved on and out of the chemical group, he became interested in other sexual pursuits and anyway had to leave our townsfolk as his family was shifting to a dissimilar piazza. Other boy left as well when they discovered other pleasance or got tired of the Lapplander partners and new boys took their piazza. Only Bunty and I remained steadfast.
Though we would take component in the group activeness quite regularly, we often we found ourselves preferring to induce only one to one sex. Eventualy the grouping separated, the boys going their separate means and neither of us was inclined to intromit any new boys to our games. Through the final days of my schooling and in the low two twelvemonth of my college, Bunty and I continued to be lovers. Four and a half years, actually, close to five years from when we met, I was 25 and Bunty was now just short-change of 24, we were still deeply involved with each early. Then my father got a publicity and was moved to the capital urban center. My living was thrown into turmoil. I had to enter a new college and though Bunty visited us during his holiday for a class or so we slowly drifted apart and eventually our relationship died a innate end. I presume he found new lovers as I did. Once many years later when I visited the old town I tried to trace him but was told he had married and had moved away a long time ago. Since Bunty's sentence many early boy have occupied a office in my heart and in my bed but none ever took his blank space. To this day I can recall every line of his body, the feeling of his tegument, his hammer, his centre, and even his haircloth and the flip with which he used to thresh about it off his facial expression. Sometimes I wonder what he remembers of me.

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