Archive-title: My First TIme
I was talking to a new friend the other night and he wanted to
know just when I realized I was gay. I told him that I realized
that boys interested me from the time I was about 5 or 6. I used
to live in the city of Poughkeepsie in New York and our house was
next to a city playground and across from a baseball park. Every
time there was a ball game, a friend and I would sneak into the
gym and watch the men change into their uniforms. I'm not sure I
realized it was sex I was interested in at the time, but I knew I
liked to see hairy asses and especially in jockstraps.
Later on I found that I could have feelings of love for some of
my male classmates that were as intense as the feelings I had for
the girls. By my Junior year of high school, I knew I wanted to
have sex with Joe, but I didn't know how to approach him. I
remember that I always kept track of where he was, and tried to
be near him as much as possible. He was older than I by almost
two years, since I started first grade at 5 and he had been kept
back one year.
At the end of the school year that summer the junior and senior
shop classes had a picnic at a large lake north of the city about
30 miles. If I was bad about Joe in class, imagine how it was
for me when I saw him in a bathing suit. He could have asked me
to do almost anything and I would have agreed.
Joe and Steve had always been good friends, and we shared a
mutual friend in Tommy. All three were in my classes. During the
afternoon of the picnic, Tommy came over to me and asked if I
would be interested in going out in a canoe. It sounded like a
good idea to me, so we took off with me in front and Tommy
paddling in the rear. As we paddled across the lake, we went
around a bend in the shoreline and were suddenly all alone. We
paddled along for a short while and Tommy said, "Man, I've got to
piss, but I don't dare stand up or we'll tip over. How about if
we pull in to shore for a minute?"
I agreed, and we headed toward a spot where we could get ashore.
We tied up the canoe and Tommy headed up a narrow path. He stood
at the top of the bank and pulled down his trunks. I could see
that he had a nice looking cock, and when he was done pissing, he
gave it a few tugs and it started to grow. I found this to be
exciting and could feel my own dick stir.
Tommy said, "I wonder where this path goes? Should we check it
out?" Without waiting for an answer he headed along the path. I
scrambled up the bank and caught up with him. We walked along
until we came to a clearing. Tommy stopped short and put his
hand out to signal me to stop.
In the clearing, lying on a blanket, were Joe and Steve. At
first I didn't know who it was, because Joe was kissing Steve so
I couldn't see either of their faces. What I could see was that
their hands were busy working on each other's cocks. Tommy
whispered that we should stay very quiet and we'd get a good
show. Almost immediately Joe sat up and removed Steve's bathing
suit. Then he stood up, removed his own, and knelt over Steve's
face. He had his back toward us, so it was left to our
imaginations what he was doing. Whatever it was, it brought
Steve's long tapered cock to attention. From the way that Joe
was undulating his hips, it was obvious that he was fucking
Steve's mouth and I only wished I could see better.
Tommy must have read my mind, because he moved back down the path
a bit and quietly walked to a spot where we could see what was
Even from a distance Joe's cock was stunning. I always knew it
would be beautiful. And his balls were quite heavy too. I
didn't realize it at first, but Tommy had let me get in front
when we moved, so he was standing behind me now. I was suddenly
aware that his breathing was quite heavy, and when I turned
around I saw that his cock was out and he was caressing it as he
watched. I looked at it and then decided to do the same. As I
slid my suit down and took old peter in my hand, Tommy moved up
close behind me and whispered, "I'll do that for you if you want
me to." With that he slid his arms around my waist and went
straight for the cock. I almost came when he first touched me.
He realized I was close and only held it without moving.