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Telling the tale of how I was introduced to gay sex woke many dormant memories, computer memory of events and occurrences, of faces and facts, of figure and of the great unwashed yearn 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 surface of my mind by the recollections of those exuberant clip. But in all the years since meeting him, I had never forgotten Bunty, his flavor and his body, the smell of his candy 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 flavor to that of my private instructor, who was my offset lover and who had shown me what pleasures can be obtained through a liaison with a willing boy. As I have shared with you so much of my account and my long lost yesteryear, I decided to allow you a look at these retention as well.

In the six month Bunty and I had been enjoying sex together he had broken down much of my forbiddance and fears. On the night of my initiatory screwing, even though I had become used to having sex with Bunty, I still was shy and timid of doing so with any former boy and had rejected Bunty's invitations to link their group, or allow another boy to link up in our revels. The sudden introduction of Munna into our game swiftly brought the remaining region of my shyness and timidity crashing down. Though shocked as I had been by Munna's duplicity in forcing Bunty to abdicate his topographic point as the partner to my first incursion of a backside, I had taken charge of the situation and had made Munna do my summons. I had made him masturbate and produce sperm to lubricate my ingress into Bunty's seat and then enjoyed my mo fucking of an ass, this time in wax view of a tierce person. Though Munna had heard all about me from Bunty, he had never actually set middle on a circumcised dick before nor had he seen or felt a cock of the size of it and heaviness 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 fuck Bunty as long and as hard as I had, induced Munna to beg to be allowed to stay with us for the rest of the Night. So not only was I introduced to the delight of fucking a bequeath boy's backside that Night I was also exposed to group sex. The addition of an special pair of helping hand, another cock and asshole, along with one Sir Thomas More oral cavity soon brought about a completely dissimilar set of sensations and position. The three of us spent the rest of that night in exploring what could and could not be done with 3 of everything available for use. Over the adjacent few days we tried all possible combining and configurations and I took to it all like a duck to water. Bunty and Munna were not slow to see the variety in my position and soon introduced me to the rest 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 dealings with the other votaries at the altar of intimate gratification.


Munna had been 20 when he showed his first cousin that a cock could be used for function former than passing water. Bunty had been 18 at the time and could get an erecting but not produce spermatozoan. Bunty had been just below 19 when he started me on the journeying of uncovering, 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 features were boisterous and less refined than Bunty's chiselled facial expression. He was shorter than Bunty and was more heavily built. Unlike Bunty's hairless body Munna had a heavyset growth of hair's-breadth around his pubic field and under his arms as well. His chest and belly were still without any visible growth but his coat of arms and legs had some sum of money of pilus on them.
aside from their characters and looks, the main departure between the two of them was in size and shape of the member. Bunty's cock was averaged sized and straightaway, with a foreskin that could be pushed right back revealing a red head that had a nice shape and feel. His cock was smooth and unlined by any veins. Munna on the early script was different. His cock was thicker than Bunty's but unretentive and his foreskin though a great deal longer could not be retracted fully. Also towards the base, his cock became much fragile than the figurehead character was, giving it a rather odd pendulous face ; it also had a fragile curve. Bunty's erections could not be rivalled by anyone. They would induce that slim smooth cock to sharpen upwards towards his chin, the header almost fully exposed as it thrust out of the foreskin. I never saw Munna's putz rise to anything more than a 90 degree angle to his body and that too only rarely. Munna's derriere was also orotund and sonorous than Bunty's smaller and neater buns. Munna liked to eff and to get fucked, would take up any cock presented to him but strangely did not like to have his cock sucked.

By this time I was about to enter my 20th yr, and though still somewhat of an innocent by nature the preceding six calendar month had made physical differences between me and the immature male child evident. My rooster was the thickest and farsighted either boy had seen, it was also circumcised again a first for them. I could produce more spermatozoon with each interjection than they could and also recovered from an ejaculation practically quicker. While fucking I could last a much longer sentence before shooting my load. I had touch of hairsbreadth on my chest and stomach while around my member the emergence was obtuse and thick.

That night my horizons were broadened to an amazing extent. Not only did I acquire how pleasurable it was to fuck a boy's ass I learned many former new thing as well. My mental reservation about having sex with a boy other than Bunty were shattered and with the initiation of Munna into the equation many new boulevard of esthesis were opened. How and where Munna learned all he knew I never found out. But he had already taught and shown Bunty much Thomas More than Bunty had ever told me. Very soon I was introduced to rimming, as Munna suddenly spread my ass cheek and applied his spit to my rear entrance. He also shortly showed me how to turn on Bunty by licking him under the balls. I also learnt what it felt like to have your ass fucked while your motherfucker was fucking another ass. Munna had invited me to fuck his ass a second time and when I entered him Bunty slipped behind me and started fingering my jam. As it created a rather nice feeling I thought I was being clever and asked Bunty to use his prick instead of his finger. Stopping my poke into Munna I waited till Bunty successfully had plunged his stopcock into my hole before resuming my drive. It was a grand look to let your ass entered by a unvoiced stopcock as your own hard cock was spreading another's fanny enactment. It was only after we had all reached coming that I learnt that both Munna and Bunty had done this sort of matter many multiplication before.

Over the future few Day Bunty and Munna took me veracious through the total range of their experiences. They showed me how to 69 one body while in the doggie military position and how the one who was on his hands and knee joint could be fucked thereby greatly enhancing the feelings of all three participants. Once they had reached the end of what they could bear witness and learn me in a leash they introduced another chemical element in the bod of a fourth boy, then quickly a twenty percent and a sixth till I had been introduced to their entire roundabout of intimate supporter and sexual spouse. These male child were all around the same age with Bunty still being the vernal. I soon replaced Munna as the leader of the chemical group, but not because of my noesis or experience. Munna had been the one to preface about of the other boys to these sexual drill. From where he learnt all of this I never found out but his posture had always been rather selfish, as was proven by his forcing Bunty to allow for him to hook into my elbow room and convey his shoes. Very soon the fact that I was the old of all, made the male child including Munna declivity in with my desires and wish. I think it was also my much more placid nature and more generous demeanor that pushed me into the leadership'military position. Of course it may have been because I had the biggest cock.
I do not recollect many with child forcible differences between those boy, except for one boy who had the ability to unsay the entire distance of any cock put in his oral cavity including mine. No other boy could deep throat a cock like he could. Between us there was never any part of roles, no top, no bottom, no male and no female person part to be played. All would suck, and sacrifice their turncock to be sucked, all would have intercourse and all would allow themselves to be fucked. Even if we had known of the term"GAY"I do not opine we would have considered ourselves to be that. This intimate pampering was a part of growing up, role and parcel of life-time itself.
In a month or so Munna moved on and out of the radical, he became interest in other intimate pursuits and anyway had to leave our Town as his mob was shifting to a different place. former boys left as well when they discovered other pleasance or got tired of the same cooperator and new male child took their places. Only Bunty and I remained steadfast.
Though we would pick out part in the mathematical group bodily function quite regularly, we often we found ourselves preferring to get only one to one sex. Eventualy the group separated, the boys going their carve up ways and neither of us was inclined to accept any new boy to our games. Through the final years of my school and in the starting time 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 other. Then my father got a promotional material and was moved to the capital city. My life was thrown into turmoil. I had to go in a new college and though Bunty visited us during his vacation for a year or so we slowly drifted apart and eventually our relationship died a lifelike death. I presume he found new lovers as I did. Once many geezerhood later when I visited the old town I tried to trace him but was told he had married and had moved away a retentive time ago. Since Bunty's sentence many early son have occupied a billet in my heart and in my bed but none ever took his space. To this day I can hark back every transmission line of his body, the feel of his skin, his rooster, his eyes, and even his hair 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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