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  1. The Ultimate Taste - Part II

    [SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]This was, without any doubt, the nastiest thing I'd ever done (or would ever do again) and I was caught up in between being very concerned about this... and not giving a fuck. He was oozing pre-cum almost like a fountain and I found the taste of it to be... curious. It was a bit salty but also quite sweet and the smart part of my brain said it was because of the booze, which is just a complex sugar so that it was sweet-tasting was fine.[/FONT]

    [FONT=verdana]It's hot and I'm sweating like a fiend, resisting the urge to leap into "full suck mode" and treat his dick like any other I'd suck but, nah, waking him up would still be very bad. He's rambling on and on and even muttered his alcoholic girlfriend's name, something that almost made me laugh but I was determined to get even with him for that "no funny stuff" comment.

    He's thrusting into my mouth and I just stayed as still as I could and I could tell he was about to cum and I wanted him to and, in a way, I was hoping that as he busted his nut, he'd wake up and find out it was me blowing him - that would serve him right, wouldn't it? Funny stuff indeed!

    He grunted and his whole body got as stiff as his dick was as he cut loose a pretty good first shot, followed by a whole lot of spunk and I made it all disappear. I felt so nasty and wicked as I finished him off until I felt him getting soft. I released him and I felt so good... yet so goddamned guilty that I almost jumped up to put my clothes back on and leave. But that evil part of me said I should stay and see what happens in the morning and before I dropped off to sleep, I spent some time beating my meat until I blew a pretty big load for me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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  2. The Ultimate Taste - Part I

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I gave my father a blow job, not because he wanted it or "made" me do it but out of sheer spite and because of something he said that I took offense to but don't ask me why it offended me because I really don't know why.

    My parents had separated and mostly due to his alcoholism and chronic unemployment because he couldn't stay out of the bottle long enough to get and keep a job. I went to visit him where he stayed with his new girlfriend and her slew of children and agreed to spend the night with him. By the time everyone was ready for bed, he was in his usual state of being seriously drunk; we opened up the sofa bed and he explained that because there were so many people in the tiny apartment, we'd have to share the sofa bed and I was fine with that. We both stripped down to our underwear and got into bed and just as we were settling in, he said, "Don't worry - ain't gonna be no funny stuff!"

    And it somehow pissed me off - again, I still don't know why it did. He's lying there snoring and I'm wide awake and more pissed off than I'd ever been; he turns over onto his back, muttering something, and the sheet comes off of him and I look over and saw his very hard dick sticking out of his underwear and, well, the devil jumped all over me. I said to myself, "No funny stuff, huh?" leaned over, grabbed his dick, and sucked the knob into my mouth. I knew he wasn't going to wake up and beat me within an inch of my life; when he was that drunk, we could have had a major earthquake and he wouldn't have woken up.

    It was scary but so exciting at the same time; as I worked my mouth on his dick, I was thinking that I was sucking on the dick that participated in giving me life and if things continued to go well, I'd soon be tasting the same sperm he'd put into my mother that conceived me. There were all kinds of "alarms" going off in my head as I got bolder and sucked more of his big dick into my mouth and my focus was divided; one "eye" on what I was doing and one "eye" on him for any signs that he was waking up. Again, I knew for a fact that if he woke up, my ass was going to be grass big time.

    He was moaning unintelligent things as I sucked him; that automatic reaction kicked in that had him fucking into my mouth and, getting even more bold, I cupped his balls gently to kinda "urge" him to put more of his dick into my mouth. I was enjoying it... but I was still very pissed off at the same time.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  3. Early Start - Part III

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]It made sense to me and it still does today. I often feel embarrassed to think about how easy it was for someone to have sex with me; I don't remember ever telling someone that I didn't want to do it. Sometimes, all a guy had to do was show me his dick and I wanted to suck it and have it in me and if a girl wanted to do it, I'd practically fall all over myself to get us naked so I could lick her pussy and stick it in her somewhere; a lot of girls preferred to be fucked in the ass to preserve their virginity and to avoid getting pregnant; it was a thing for parents to drag their daughter in and have a doctor verify that she hadn't been having sex and they'd do it in a heartbeat if they thought she was.

    Not so much with boys, though, which made it "safer" for us to have sex with each other since, um, there was nothing to check on us except to make sure our nuts had dropped down like they were supposed to. Otherwise, we could suck and fuck each other with near impunity and the only real worry was getting caught in the act... and even if that did happen, it didn't stop things and, perhaps, as parents thought it would.

    I enjoy reading about the guys who, like me, got started early...[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  4. Early Start - Part II

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]For me, learning about M2M sex was the greatest discovery since fire and I'm glad that I learned about it early and while my mind was still malleable and eager to learn things, that and it was so much fun to be able to be around or find other guys my age who wanted to find out about sucking and fucking each other and more so when such things, at least for me, made it easier to have sex with girls but it's not always easy to make them happy when you have sex with them.

    But boys didn't have that problem. Once a guy got past being afraid of it, he'd take to it like a duck to water even though he'd know the penalties and punishments he could face if he ever got caught doing it with another boy - you just didn't really care about that even though those punishments could be pretty bad. To be able to get naked with another guy and spend time sucking on each other's dicks and/or fucking each other just always felt like the most right "wrong thing" two boys could do and, again, knowing that you shouldn't be doing this didn't stop anyone from doing it and, indeed, made doing it feel even better.

    When I used to go visit relatives in Virginia, my god, my cousins there were even "nastier" than I was. With a male and female cousin I used to stay with, I was surprised - but not really surprised - to learn that they'd been having sex with each other for a very long time so when they invited me to join them one day - and when I accidentally stumbled across their hideout used for sex, I didn't hesitate to accept. They took turns sucking my dick until I came - they were surprised that at the ripe old age of 10, I was already shooting spunk. My male cousin and I took turns fucking his sister's mouth, cunt, and ass and she was so very eager to have all of her holes used by us and, in between, my male cousin and I sucked and fucked each other silly. We spent all day out in the woods on their property getting to know each other sexually and I was worried that the adults would be very suspicious that we'd been gone all day and what we were up to.

    And they weren't, which also surprised me. When we finally came in, all my cousins said was that they had been showing me around and the adults didn't say shit about it. I had wondered why so the next day I asked them about that and they told me that their parents knew they were fucking, told them to be careful (read this as don't get her pregnant), and that they couldn't do it in the house.

    We got my sister in on the deal and she was more than eager to join in and, well, it was just a lot of fun even though I knew that if my mom or grandmom caught us, we'd be dead meat. When we weren't fucking, we were talking about it and it was my country cousins who "taught" me that we weren't experimenting - we were practicing for later on in life.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  5. Early Start - Part I

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]A lot of guys get started early with dick by "experimenting" with other boys or getting introduced by older males and there's nothing wrong or abnormal about it; where we like to foist off this behavior as experimentation, it's probably more like practicing those things that we'll be doing later in life: Having sex. While it's preferred that we have sex only with women, women are raised to not have sex unless some very strict conditions are met and while we are told of these same conditions, eh, we don't always wait for them to appear; we want to get into this sex thing and the easiest way to do it is with other boys.

    Parents are often shocked to discover that their male children have been "secretly" doing each other, not because they don't know that male children do this but they never think that their children would ever do such a thing with each other and this level of disbelief continues to exist today but, again, gets played off by saying it's just experimentation or, worse, inferring that youngsters don't know what they're doing.

    While young guys aren't experienced in things sexual as their adult counterparts, some of us might be in one of those early moments and can admit that we didn't know what we were doing when a friend, brother, cousin, uncle, whatever, stuck their dick in our mouth... but we figured out real fast what to do, didn't we?

    A lot of guys feel a great deal of shame because they got started early playing with dick; it's true that a lot of guys who were coerced or forced to participate got traumatized by being an unwilling participant... but there seems to be an innate curiosity inside us that, more often than not, makes us willing to check this out and find it very much to our liking.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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  6. Backseat Moment - Part III

    The car is getting all steamy and funky and putting the windows down didn’t make a difference. The guy sucking me came in front seat guy’s mouth; he stopped blowing me and, in the now crowded back seat, got out of his pants and managed to arrange himself on the seat, telling me to stick it in him while he went back to sucking front seat guy.
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    I was surprised at how easily my dick slid into him but my dick was drenched with his saliva so that made sense and despite being all contorted on the seat, I managed to fuck him while he was sucking dick and our twisted positions even allowed me to reach around and jerk on his dick.

    The whole time my friend is behind the wheel, his eyes fixed on what was happening in the back seat of his car and I thought that he might have been jerking off. I busted a nut in his ass and pulled out - but I kept pulling on his dick while he finished off the guy from the front seat; they eventually nutted and everyone got their shit together and as the front seat guy climbed back into his seat, I asked, “What the fuck just happened?”

    Not that I was complaining but it just happened out of the blue. The guy who started all of this said, “I dunno...” - and went to sleep! We got moving again and this time, my friend was happy for me to tell him how to get us back home. Before long, wed dropped the other two guys off and we headed home - we lived a few doors down from each other and I was waiting for him to grill me about what happened... but he didn’t say a word and since he didn’t, I wasn’t going to say anything.

    This is the same friend that, a couple of years later and while my wife and his girlfriend were sucking his dick, leaned over and started sucking mine, something that shocked the daylights out of me... but I did wonder if that night in his car had anything to do with it. Never found out if it did or not.
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  7. Backseat Moment - Part II.

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]“Check him out!” the guy sitting in front of me said and my friend actually pulled over so he could watch! I wasn’t really embarrassed but it was a little weird as the guy blowing me somehow managed to get my pants and underwear down while keeping my dick in his mouth - I did have to raise up a little to help.

    It was hard to pay attention to being sucked and listening to the play-by-play coming from the front seat; they seemed more interested in the guy sucking me than the fact that I was allowing it. Still, he was getting me close and he knew it because he sucked harder and faster until I groaned and shot my load into his mouth.

    Home boy sat up, smiled at me, and said, “Okay, who’s next?” The guy in the front seat almost hurt himself climbing over the seat and wasted no time dropping his gear and revealing his erection, which the other guy pounced on pretty fast. My friend looked at me and I just shrugged again.

    Front seat guy lost his load pretty quick, which made homie kinda miffed and since I hadn’t bothered to gear up again, he just leaned over and started sucking me again.

    ”You motherfuckers are crazy,” my friend said when front seat guy managed to free the other guy’s cock and started blowing him - and I’d been sure he wasn’t into this but booze makes people do strange shit.


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  8. Backseat Moment - Part I

    [FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]One day, my best friend, myself, and two other guys piled into my friend’s car and went looking for this killer party we’d heard about in Maryland. We found the place, joined the party, had a lot of fun and heard about another party that some folks were headed to so we decided to check it out.

    And got lost. My stubborn friend refused to listen to us giving him directions and we were riding around in the “wilds of Maryland” for a long time and we just settled in and waited for him to admit he was lost and to ask one of us - or anyone - about getting back home.

    We were all kinda buzzed and my friend, who was driving was less buzzed for obvious reasons but as we wandered all over the place the guy sitting next to me decided that to keep himself occupied, he was gonna suck my dick... except, he didn’t ask, didn’t bring it up quietly to me, and I didn’t even know he was into it.

    To me, I’m sitting there fuming at my friend’s stubbornness one moment and the next, homie next to me is unzipping me and pulling out my dick... and I just let him do it. He muttered something and leaned over and started sucking me and making so much noise that the guy in the front seat turned around to see what was going on; I could see my friend looking in the rear view mirror to see as well.

    I just shrugged and watched this guy, who I didn’t know all that well, sucking my dick with quite a bit of skill.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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