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Telling the story of how I was introduced to gay sex woke many abeyant memory board, memories of result and occurrent, of faces and facts, of gens and of hoi polloi retentive gone from my lifespan, affair that have been submerged in the respite of my mastermind for nearly 40 geezerhood. Much had been forgotten and practically buried under fresher, Modern experiences until dragged to the surface of my nous by the recollections of those exuberant times. But in all the year since confluence him, I had never forgotten Bunty, his expression and his dead body, the flavour of his kiss or of his cock, and all that he had taught me. Possibly because of that, I have ever since then, been partial to boys who had alike looks to that of my private instructor, who was my first lover and who had shown me what pleasures can be obtained through a involvement with a uncoerced boy. As I have shared with you so much of my story and my long lost past, I decided to allow you a feeling at these memories as well.

In the six months Bunty and I had been enjoying sex together he had broken down much of my suppression and fears. On the night of my first piece of tail, even though I had become used to having sex with Bunty, I still was shy and cautious of doing so with any other boy and had rejected Bunty's invitations to conjoin their group, or allow another boy to unite in our revels. The sudden innovation of Munna into our games swiftly brought the remaining parts of my shyness and timidity crashing down. Though shocked as I had been by Munna's duplicity in forcing Bunty to abdicate his lieu as the collaborator to my first insight of a keister, I had taken guardianship of the berth and had made Munna do my bid. I had made him masturbate and produce sperm to lubricate my entry into Bunty's rump and then enjoyed my second fucking of an ass, this time in broad purview of a third individual. Though Munna had heard all about me from Bunty, he had never actually set eye on a circumcised tool before nor had he seen or felt a dick of the size and thickness that I possessed.

Suitably impressed by my penetration of his ass and by the power to get erect again almost immediately and be potent enough to get laid Bunty as long and as toilsome as I had, induced Munna to beg to be allowed to stay with us for the relaxation of the night. So not only was I introduced to the pleasance of fucking a unforced boy's hind end that night I was also exposed to group sex. The addition of an duplicate pair of work force, another cock and asshole, along with one more mouth soon brought about a completely different set of sensations and office. The three of us spent the eternal sleep of that Nox in exploring what could and could not be done with 3 of everything uncommitted for use. Over the next few days we tried all possible combinations and contour and I took to it all like a duck to piss. Bunty and Munna were not slow to see the change in my attitude and soon introduced me to the balance of their group. But let me first tell you of the few twenty-four hour period the three of us spent in exploring group sex before coming to our relations with the former votaries at the altar of sexual gratification.


Munna had been 20 when he showed his first cousin that a cock could be used for purposes other than passing urine. Bunty had been 18 at the sentence and could get an erection but not produce sperm. Bunty had been just below 19 when he started me on the journey of breakthrough, 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 upright looking boy, though his lineament were approximative and less refined than Bunty's chiselled looks. He was short than Bunty and was more heavily built. Unlike Bunty's hairless body Munna had a stocky emergence of pilus around his pubic sphere and under his weaponry as well. His chest and belly were still without any visible growth but his arms and leg had some amount of hair on them.
parenthesis from their fibre and looks, the main difference between the two of them was in size and shape of the penis. Bunty's cock was averaged sized and straight, with a foreskin that could be pushed right back revealing a red point that had a nice shape and look. His cock was polish and unseamed by any veins. Munna on the other hand was different. His cock was stocky than Bunty's but brusk and his prepuce though a great deal longer could not be retracted fully. Also towards the pedestal, his turncock became practically sparse than the battlefront percentage was, giving it a rather odd pendulous smell ; it also had a slight curve. Bunty's erections could not be rivalled by anyone. They would cause that slim unruffled cock to channelise upwards towards his chin, the head almost fully exposed as it thrust out of the foreskin. I never saw Munna's pecker boost to anything more than a 90 degree Angle to his dead body and that too only rarely. Munna's tooshie was also larger and sonorous than Bunty's smaller and corking buns. Munna liked to know and to get fucked, would imbibe any putz presented to him but strangely did not like to deliver his stopcock sucked.

By this fourth dimension I was about to accede my 20th twelvemonth, and though still somewhat of an innocuous by nature the preceding six months had made physical dispute between me and the untested boys evident. My hammer was the duncical and recollective either boy had seen, it was also circumcised again a first for them. I could produce Sir Thomas More spermatozoan with each ejaculation than they could and also recovered from an ejaculation a good deal quicker. While fucking I could in conclusion a much longer time before shooting my load. I had traces of fuzz on my breast and tummy while around my penis the growth was dense and thick.

That dark my sensible horizon were broadened to an amazing extent. Not only did I learn how enjoyable it was to eff a boy's ass I learned many early new matter as well. My reserve about having sex with a boy other than Bunty were shattered and with the introduction of Munna into the equality many new avenues of sensations 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 than Bunty had ever told me. Very soon I was introduced to rimming, as Munna suddenly spread my ass boldness and applied his natural language to my rear entrance. He also shortly showed me how to excite Bunty by licking him under the balls. I also learnt what it felt like to experience your ass fucked while your putz was fucking another ass. Munna had invited me to fuck his ass a back time and when I entered him Bunty slipped behind me and started fingering my kettle of fish. As it created a rather dainty feeling I thought I was being clever and asked Bunty to use his son of a bitch instead of his finger. Stopping my thrusts into Munna I waited till Bunty successfully had plunged his cock into my cakehole before resuming my movements. It was a fantastic feeling to suffer your ass entered by a hard cock as your own hard cock was spreading another's tush 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 days Bunty and Munna took me right through the entire range of their experiences. They showed me how to 69 one torso while in the doggy position and how the one who was on his deal and knee could be fucked thereby greatly enhancing the feelings of all three participants. Once they had reached the end of what they could show and teach me in a threesome they introduced another element in the form of a fourth boy, then quickly a fifth part and a sixth cashbox I had been introduced to their total R-2 of intimate Quaker and intimate partners. These boys were all around the Saame age with Bunty still being the youthful. I soon replaced Munna as the loss leader of the group, but not because of my cognition or experience. Munna had been the one to introduce most of the other male child to these sexual physical exertion. From where he learnt all of this I never found out but his position had always been rather selfish, as was proven by his forcing Bunty to allow him to sneak into my elbow room and take his piazza. Very soon the fact that I was the honest-to-god of all, made the boys including Munna pin in with my desires and wishes. I think it was also my much more quiet nature and more generous behaviour that pushed me into the leaders'position. Of course it may stimulate been because I had the biggest cock.
I do not recall many cracking physical difference of opinion between those boys, except for one boy who had the power to swallow the full length of any cock put in his backtalk including mine. No other boy could deep throat a cock like he could. Between us there was never any class of roles, no top, no bottom, no male and no female person persona to be played. All would lactate, and give their cocks to be sucked, all would fuck and all would allow themselves to be fucked. Even if we had known of the term"GAY"I do not think we would have considered ourselves to be that. This sexual indulgence was a part of growing up, part and parcel of life itself.
In a month or so Munna moved on and out of the group, he became interested in other intimate pursuits and anyway had to leave our town as his kinfolk was shifting to a dissimilar place. former son left as well when they discovered other joy or got tired of the like partners and new male child took their stead. Only Bunty and I remained steadfast.
Though we would train part in the radical action quite regularly, we often we found ourselves preferring to have only one to one sex. Eventualy the group separated, the male child going their separate elbow room and neither of us was inclined to admit any new male child to our games. Through the final years of my schooling and in the outset two years of my college, Bunty and I continued to be buff. Four and a half twelvemonth, actually, close to five years from when we met, I was 25 and Bunty was now just short of 24, we were still deeply Byzantine with each other. Then my father got a advancement and was moved to the working capital city. My aliveness was thrown into turmoil. I had to accede a new college and though Bunty visited us during his vacations for a year or so we slowly drifted apart and eventually our relationship died a natural death. I presume he found new lovers as I did. Once many years later when I visited the old Town I tried to describe him but was told he had married and had moved away a prospicient metre ago. Since Bunty's clock time many other boy have occupied a place in my middle and in my bed but none ever took his position. To this day I can recall every line of his physical structure, the feel of his skin, his stopcock, his center, and even his hair and the toss with which he used to toss it off his face. Sometimes I wonder what he remembers of me.

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