For those who do not know me, I'm Higor Boaventura 22 years and not be impressed by my young age, because it hides my experience. I would like to make it clear that all the names herein are fictitious; I do this to protect my sources, but if you familiarize yourself with one of these stories, be sure that it is not mere coincidence.
We will start in 1999, I was twelve, was a shy kid in school, was in love with a classmate who did not give a damn about me, only, of course, the older of the higher grades. It made me angry, Mariana could not do this to me ... but it was ... after all, now I understand what she wants with a skinny little boy of twelve years like I did, when he could stay with the football players in the second year of high school? I was just a little friend or classmate room, nothing more.
I could only kill that damn crush telling all my friends and messing with all the pathetic comments that children make about the weaker sex. One of those friends was special, Walace, white boy, skinny, one of my best friends in that series. We told each other everything: how to hide behind the filing of the college and scare the teachers when they went down the hall at right angles, as would be (and who would be) our first kiss, like playing breath to turn all the cards. .. Walace and I know how to have fun in that small town.
I remember like it was today, the day I was in my uncle's house – that time for a breakdown in the family was only six years older than me – and digging into things from his room, found buried under the bed a comic twenty pages with erotic photos of couples who seemed to be enjoying what they were doing. It was sex. Of course I knew what it was, I was never covered, was just shy. The more I flipped through this magazine was feeling more relaxed, more glaze grew, he discovered more about that sexual world that until then was only theoretical for me. It was a scene on the penultimate page that caught my attention: the woman was sitting on the cock of a guy, while another held his left hand covered with something white (a little more reading, he discovered that it was fucking) while licked the head of the stick of a third. That to me, no doubt, was the bliss I felt at the same time my cock getting hard inside his shorts, put my hand and was stroking the little head of my cock while looking again all the photos, until I heard someone coming, I kept the magazine disguised and stick my hard as I could. We had lunch at my grandfather's house that day and so I had the opportunity, I returned to the room and took the magazine, keeping within the shorts, did not want anyone noticed the theft and luckily, no one noticed.
I needed to show the magazine for Walace, like me he would love to see those photos.
On Monday, I met my friend at school and told him he had something to show and when they were doing could not have one around. Do not know if I imagined that something could happen, but I would not risk being caught by anyone and that I take off that gem. He was naturally curious and I, making a face half-smile, said he would show later and he was at my house after lunch. Walace said he could not go, since it would be home alone all afternoon while their parents worked for me was perfect, probably my dad was home all afternoon and did not leave us at ease. When I asked if he could go home, he readily said yes.
No problem. It was two o'clock or so when I picked up the bag with the magazine in and told my father I was studying in the Walace’s house. For he had no problem and I ran to my friend's house. He promptly greeted me and went to the room. I asked him to shut the big window and the curtains come down, as he did not want anyone to catch what I was looking to show him.
I saw in his eyes that do not take any more of curiosity, which was then pulled out of the bag and handed the magazine in his hands. I remember we were sitting in the lotus position when he began spending every page of that magazine and popping those green eyes. I had never seen his eyes so beautiful. A chill went up my spine and started to tremble without knowing why. I remembered the scene of the penultimate page and moving in your hands, I took them to pass over the pages and felt how soft and were cold. That moment was magical and so far I had not realized.
-Boy, I'm getting a hard-on, you know?
He looked at me wide-eyed again; I returned the glance and smile, that's when I lost all shyness:
-It will tell you, do not you?
I put my hand on his shorts that he wore and felt for the first time a cock pulsing in my hand that was not mine. I was astonished and wanted to leave my hand there, but had to take, after all was invading the privacy of my friend. There were so many things going through my head that I forgot to take his hand and do not even know how long I stood there shaking his dick.
He stood up quickly and I was embarrassed. He went to the door and locked it.
-Will someone comes here and sees us?
As he approached I lost the fear that had gripped me. He lowered his black shorts and I could see the volume of hard cock in the panties of cotton. He also dropped his shorts and I could see his cock throbbing as he spasms in front of my face was like that asked me to suck. I went up to his knees and asked if I could do what that woman's penultimate page, he consented and I opened it, put her little head out and licked. For the first time I was feeling like a dick, I put in my mouth and felt a strong desire to breastfeed, that's what I did. That sucked dick for twenty minutes until he asked to see my dick.
Mine, of course, was throbbing. He got up and down, took my dick like a microphone (at the moment I saw that my cock was much thicker than his) and repeated the same moves that I did with him, but he went further, actually swallow my dick and asked that I pulse in his mouth.
It was during the time he sucked me in and asked if he wanted to go further, we could put a stick in the ass the other. He loved the idea. I asked if he wanted to start and he said he wanted me to put my cock all inside first, so I accepted. How was our first time, I was not sure what to do, put him lying on the couch with the bright white and smooth ass facing me, snubness I told the open and he promptly answered (I could not resist giving her a good slap and he asked me to make less noise). I tried to put one, two, three times and doubled my dick, up, down, and did not get rubbed. He said it was dry and wanted me to try molar. At this point I started to lick that ass virgin and delicious, clean, cool smells and every time I stuck my tongue, felt that his resistance was decreasing and I could stick deeper. Walace was moaning and I thought I was in pain, then dipped his finger in his mouth and went to shoving slowly, slowly, until I stuck my finger around and started to run, he groaned even more and I asked if I was hurting, he said he was but it was a good hurt and I tried to put the paint, but he gave a new blow job and that yes, I felt his tongue rubbing the base of my cock as he walked away. Again I tried to put the stick and this time he was coming, slowly, like a finger, inch by inch my cock (which at the time was about fifteen) was coming. I saw him struggling, groaning, smiling, biting his lips as he shook his ass my dick in a natural pompoarism two runts who were eating the first time. My dick was all into it and he wanted more, so I started to take and when was almost put him out once inside, he reached around and ask me to repeat and that's what I did, that pumped tenderloin for a half hour, feeling my dick in and out, feeling my bag going forward and beating him, it was crazy until I started to feel unbearably tickle good on my dick, stretched me all when no longer able to store the his dick, took him inside and fell to the ground exhausted. He was all sweaty, but happy and smiling.
I asked if he wanted to change, but the answer was definitive:
-Do not. Do not see myself doing that with you as you did to me, it seems that you are already a professional at it. What I want is that you stick again.
I smiled.
Later that afternoon, Walace and I still repeat the act three times and then went to bath together.
From then on, whenever we could, we took a break, which would be for me to fuck my friend.
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