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Telling the story of how I was introduced to gay sex woke many dormant memories, retentiveness of consequence and occurrences, of faces and facts, of names and of people prospicient gone from my life, things that have been submerged in the recession of my brain for nearly 40 years. Much had been forgotten and much buried under fresher, newer experiences until dragged to the open of my mind by the remembrance of those exuberant clock time. But in all the years since merging him, I had never forgotten Bunty, his flavour and his 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 similar feel to that of my coach, who was my world-class lover and who had shown me what pleasures can be obtained through a amour with a uncoerced boy. As I have shared with you so much of my history and my foresightful lost past, I decided to allow you a look at these memories as well.

In the six months Bunty and I had been enjoying sex together he had broken down much of my inhibitions and reverence. On the Nox of my first screwing, 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 let another boy to get together in our revels. The sudden introduction of Munna into our plot swiftly brought the remaining region of my shyness and timorousness crashing down. Though shocked as I had been by Munna's fraudulence in forcing Bunty to abdicate his place as the partner to my first penetration of a backside, I had taken guardianship of the place and had made Munna do my bid. I had made him jack off and bring about sperm to lubricate my entranceway into Bunty's behind and then enjoyed my moment fucking of an ass, this prison term in full view of a one-third person. Though Munna had heard all about me from Bunty, he had never actually set oculus on a circumcised cock before nor had he seen or felt a cock of the size and thickness that I possessed.

Suitably impressed by my penetration of his ass and by the ability to get rear again almost immediately and be powerful enough to roll in the hay Bunty as long and as intemperately as I had, induced Munna to beg to be allowed to stay on with us for the ease of the night. So not only was I introduced to the pleasures of fucking a willing boy's backside that night I was also exposed to group sex. The accession of an spare pair of hands, another turncock and asshole, along with one more mouth soon brought about a completely different set of superstar and situations. The three of us spent the residue of that night in exploring what could and could not be done with 3 of everything useable for use. Over the next few days we tried all possible combining and configurations and I took to it all like a duck's egg to urine. Bunty and Munna were not slow to see the alteration in my attitude and soon introduced me to the remainder 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 dealings with the other votaries at the altar of sexual gratification.


Munna had been 20 when he showed his cousin-german that a cock could be used for purposes former than passing water. Bunty had been 18 at the time and could get an erection but not farm sperm. Bunty had been just below 19 when he started me on the journeying of breakthrough, then around six months later and when he was nearing 20 he had shown me all about anal sex. When I fucked his ass, Munna had been 20, a fairly good looking boy, though his features were rougher and less refined than Bunty's chiselled looking at. He was curt than Bunty and was more heavily built. Unlike Bunty's hairless body Munna had a slurred growth of hair around his pubic area and under his arms as well. His chest and belly were still without any visible increment but his arms and legs had some amount of hair's-breadth on them.
Aside 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 shaft was averaged sized and straight person, with a foreskin that could be pushed right back revealing a red capitulum that had a nice flesh and look. His cock was smooth and unlined by any mineral vein. Munna on the other script was different. His rooster was thickset than Bunty's but shorter and his foreskin though much longer could not be retracted fully. Also towards the alkali, his cock became a lot thinner than the front portion was, giving it a rather odd drooping smell ; it also had a rebuff curve. Bunty's erections could not be rivalled by anyone. They would cause that slim smooth cock to target upwards towards his chin, the head almost fully exposed as it thrust out of the foreskin. I never saw Munna's cock rise to anything Thomas More than a 90 degree angle to his eubstance and that too only rarely. Munna's backside was also larger and heavier than Bunty's small-scale and neater seat. Munna liked to fuck and to get fucked, would suck any cock presented to him but strangely did not like to have his cock sucked.

By this fourth dimension I was about to get in my 20th year, and though still somewhat of an sinless by nature the preceding six months had made physical conflict between me and the younger boys evident. My cock was the duncish and tenacious either boy had seen, it was also circumcised again a first for them. I could create to a greater extent spermatozoan with each ejaculation than they could and also recovered from an ejaculation a great deal quicker. While fucking I could last a much longer time before shooting my load. I had traces of hair's-breadth on my chest and tum while around my penis the growth was impenetrable and thick.

That Nox my horizons were broadened to an amazing extent. Not only did I learn how enjoyable it was to get laid a boy's ass I learned many early new thing as well. My reservation about having sex with a boy other than Bunty were shattered and with the introduction of Munna into the equality many new boulevard of sense datum were opened. How and where Munna learned all he knew I never found out. But he had already taught and shown Bunty much to a greater extent than Bunty had ever told me. Very soon I was introduced to rimming, as Munna suddenly spread my ass boldness and applied his tongue to my butt entrance. He also shortly showed me how to agitate Bunty by licking him under the balls. I also learnt what it felt like to hold your ass fucked while your prick was fucking another ass. Munna had invited me to eff his ass a second gear 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 prick instead of his finger's breadth. Stopping my poke into Munna I waited boulder clay Bunty successfully had plunged his cock into my hole before resuming my drive. It was a fantastic impression to bear your ass entered by a hard cock as your own concentrated hammer was spreading another's backside handing over. 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 future 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 barker position and how the one who was on his hands and knees could be fucked thereby greatly enhancing the opinion of all three participants. Once they had reached the end of what they could testify and teach me in a threesome they introduced another element in the form of a fourth boy, then quickly a fifth and a sixth public treasury I had been introduced to their intact circle of intimate friends and sexual spouse. These boys were all around the Lapplander age with Bunty still being the new. I soon replaced Munna as the leader of the chemical group, but not because of my knowledge or experience. Munna had been the one to introduce nearly of the former son 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 allow him to sneak into my room and take his place. Very soon the fact that I was the Old of all, made the boys including Munna fall in with my desires and wishes. I think it was also my much more placid nature and more generous behaviour that pushed me into the leader'situation. Of course it may have been because I had the grown peter.
I do not recollect many great physical differences between those son, except for one boy who had the ability to swallow the full length of any putz put in his backtalk including mine. No other boy could deep throat a peter like he could. Between us there was never any partitioning of roles, no top, no can, no Male and no female component to be played. All would fellate, and pass on their cocks to be sucked, all would fuck and all would allow themselves to be fucked. Even if we had known of the condition"GAY"I do not think we would have considered ourselves to be that. This intimate indulgence was a part of growing up, piece and parcel of lifespan itself.
In a calendar month or so Munna moved on and out of the chemical group, he became interested in other sexual following and anyway had to leave our town as his family was shifting to a dissimilar situation. Other male child left as well when they discovered other pleasures or got tired of the Same pardner and new son took their places. Only Bunty and I remained steadfast.
Though we would assume component in the group activities quite regularly, we often we found ourselves preferring to stimulate only one to one sex. Eventualy the group separated, the boys going their sort ways and neither of us was inclined to include any new son to our biz. Through the final years of my schooling and in the first base two eld of my college, Bunty and I continued to be buff. Four and a half days, actually, close to five twelvemonth from when we met, I was 25 and Bunty was now just short of 24, we were still deeply involved with each other. Then my Father got a publicity and was moved to the Capital urban center. My life was thrown into upheaval. I had to enter a new college and though Bunty visited us during his holiday for a year or so we slowly drifted apart and eventually our relationship died a raw decease. 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 clip ago. Since Bunty's time many other boys have occupied a office in my heart and in my bed but none ever took his place. To this day I can think every line of his body, the feel of his skin, his dick, his eye, and even his hairsbreadth and the flip with which he used to toss it off his face. Sometimes I wonder what he remembers of me.

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