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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The second guy was one of the two white guys in our gang and they were brothers. He and I never went off on our own to have sex but whenever I spent the night with his older brother - and we'd get all into it - he was more than eager to join in with us. If I had to grade him, "Joey" was a fair to middling cock sucker but being a bit of a chubby kid, he never wanted to fuck but loved to be fucked; it was like there was some unspoken rule that said if you're the "fat kid," you're the one who got fucked and I'm sure that because he had four brothers who were all older than he was, he spent a lot of time being fucked by them - and I knew all five of them were fucking each other and their only sister.

I had gone to a junk yard looking for a part for my car and, wow, there he was! I hadn't seen him for a lot of years and while I recognized him right away, I wasn't sure if he remembered me but he did. While locating the part I needed and going into the yard to pull it, we played catch-up and I was glad to hear that his family was alive and well. We were having one hell of a time getting the part off of a wrecked version of my car and as we tussled with it, he suddenly said, "Hey, do you remember when you used to fuck me?"

"Of course I do," I said. "Those were some good times, huh?"

"Yeah, they sure were," he said. "I was thinking that, um, let's say I wouldn't object to you fucking me when it's time to pay for the part."

I kinda gave him a funny look which had him explaining that once he had recognized me, whatever part I needed, he was just gonna give it to me for free - and the light went on over my head and I said, "Oh, okay - that's just you letting me know that you want me to fuck you!"

He smiled and nodded and right there in the yard, he got my dick out and sucked me until I was hard and as he lay face down on the hood of another car, I pounded my dick into his ass (which was clean, by the way) until I came inside him. And to show my further appreciation, once I pulled out of him, I took my time blowing him, something I used to do to him back in the day even though he was never sure if he enjoyed being sucked but went with it anyway. This time it did my heart some good to gulp down his boner and suck it until he exploded into my mouth. We got our shit together and I left with the part... and I never saw him again even though I had other times when I went to that yard for other parts.

I wonder what happened to him?[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Of all the guys I had sex with growing up I've only had sex with three of them as an adult. At the height of our youthful debauchery, there were as many as twenty of us who spent every spare moment we had fucking and sucking each other in the rather short time period between my first experience with dick to when our family moved to the other side of town - about three years, give or take a day. Even after I moved, I'd often return to the old neighborhood since the majority of my friends lived there and, yeah, the dick would be plentiful and available but eventually I'd get away from "going back home" and even in the "rare" chance I did, many of the guys I'd moved away from had also moved.

One of the guys was the only gay guy in our "gang" and we didn't run into each other again until I was married with children, just about to graduate from college, and working my ass off and then the only reason why I ran into him was that it was a couple of months after moving to a new place - and not far from where I grew up - and found out that he lived across the street from me! We were happy to see each other and I even went with him to his favorite gay bar which was quite the experience and after we got back from our night out, we renewed that aspect of our friendship and it was all like we had never had all of those years separating us.

I remember how anxious or nervous he was as we got out of my car and he said, "I know you remember how we used to be, right?" - and that told me that he wasn't ready to call it a night so instead of going into my place, we crossed the street to his place and spent a couple of hours sucking each other and me fucking him... and his ass felt even better than it did when we were kids. I had wondered if this was going to be a more... permanent kind of thing but we both agreed that it was good to have sex for old time's sake and we never did it again.[/SIZE][/FONT]

In 1976 I met a girl, we worked at Micky D's. I was 18 she was 16. She asked me to bring her to the mall so she could pick up something she ordered. On the way home she wanted to go parking so we did in a very wooded area. We had a heavy make-out hugging kissing. She seen I wasn't trying anything and wondered why. I was still a virgin with girls. She had to grab my hand and put it on her tit. Then she asked if I every did it. I said no she started laughing I felt so embarrassed. She seen it said it's ok I'll show u how do u have rubbers i said no she said thats not good don't want to to cum in me. She then undid my pants and gave me a blow job. My first from a female. After I shot my load down her throat she pulled one leg out of her pants grabbed the back of my head said eat me till I come. My first taste of pussy. She told me what to do and had her first orgasm. She then had me mount her said if u have to cum pull out but could and still never could cum the second time but back then could get hard again right after I shot a load. (of course not now at my age once thats it). She had many orgasms. After that we dated for about 5 years and it was wild lustful and exciting sex.

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Still, I liked it when a guy would stick it in me, fuck me, and shoot his cum in me. I still wasn't sure whether or not I liked that more than being the one sticking it in but it really didn't matter a whole lot as long as we were sticking it in each other and fucking until we'd shoot cum - what an interesting word I had learned! - and if we could do it again, it just made sense to.

But as much as I liked it, I still liked - no, loved - sucking a dick until the guy came more than anything else. I'll probably write about that another time so stay tuned![/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I liked feeling it going in; I liked the way I could feel it stretching my hole open and it would hurt - and sometimes a whole lot so I also didn't like that part so much; sometimes a guy would shove it me so fast it would either almost make me throw up... and sometimes I did throw up. Sometimes a guy would take too much time sticking it in and that would be so uncomfortable I would be about to tell him to stop - then feel the head of his dick slip past those muscles and followed by the rest of his dick and now it was getting past the discomfort so I could enjoy him being inside me and waiting for the part I really liked:[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]Him shooting jizz in me. Even when I wasn't having fun before that happened, feeling his dick "upchucking" in my butt always made it feel better; I even found that I liked that part more when a guy would stop fucking me and just let it shoot in because when he didn't move, I could feel that pumping action that was so nice and so nasty at the same time. When it was a grown up shooting it in? Holy crap! Comparatively speaking, they'd shoot so much of it that, sometimes, it would start coming out of my ass while they were still pumping it in! And sometimes I'd lie underneath them and find myself wondering if they were ever going to stop shooting it in.

Yeah... there was always that mess to deal with afterward; feeling it oozing out of my butt and running down my leg or, "worst" it would somehow just stay between my butt cheeks and making them feel all squishy and sticky... but I learned to not let that bother me. Sometimes a guy would stick it in me and shoot his stuff really fast... and I used to get so mad it wasn't funny and I had to learn to not get mad about that. Sometimes, a guy would just take way too long to shoot and I learned to either tell him to hurry up and shoot... or just stop and take it out and if they didn't, yeah - there was gonna be a fight jumping off.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I did very much like being the one to stick it in, too, and if the guy didn't want me to stick it in, well, that was fun, too. I liked the way they'd moan and even kinda like the way they acted when I was sticking it in them, making faces, squirming under me and all that and I learned to tell them to relax and it'll go in easier. It wasn't really the same as sticking it in a girl's pussy but it sure felt good and I'd fuck them, getting all lost in the nasty but good feelings knowing my dick was in his ass and I could feel the pressure building up until I shot my jizz in him...

But I wasn't quite sure which thing I really liked the most: Sticking it in a guy's hiney... or a guy sticking it in mine. Good and bad things about them both and I guess I kinda stopped trying to figure out which one I liked the most. There were times when a guy would say he wasn't going to stick it in me... and I'd be upset about it and while we'd spend our time sucking each other's dick until we couldn't get hard again, it always felt like something was missing. Even "worse" were those guys who wouldn't stick in me... but they wanted me to stick it in them. I would, of course, but I'd be thinking about how unfair it was that he didn't want to stick it in me, too, and it took me a long time to not get all upset about that.

The only guy I didn't have a "problem" with him not sticking it in me and doing it to me was the only gay guy in our group and I honestly don't know why it didn't bother me that he never wanted to fuck me. He was amazing at sucking my dick and he didn't mind one bit having his dick sucked but I came to understand that he liked "being the girl" and being fucked and I guess that just made sense to me. All it really meant was that after I did it to him, I could just go find one of the other guys and asked them, "Do you wanna do it to me?" and soon after, I'd get to feel that pleasure and pain of his dick going in my ass that I wanted and needed to feel; I hear myself telling him to do it to me over and over before telling him to shoot his jizz in me then feeling heavenly when he did. Sometimes, after a guy shot his jizz in, he'd stay in there until he got hard again and that would be so nice... and sometimes not so much and especially if he made my asshole sore or I got tired of feeling his weight on me... but I learned to deal with it.

I didn't care if it was nasty and in every way that meant. Stick it in me and fuck me until you shoot your cream inside me. It would make me feel so... girly and more so when I understood that him shooting his stuff in me was the same as me shooting my stuff into a girl's pussy... and it took me a while to get used to feeling like that because sometimes, eh, it didn't make me feel all that good; I was too smart for my own good because I knew what it meant when a guy shot jizz in me and like I was a girl and I remember almost throwing up one time when it hit me that he was really trying to get me pregnant. Impossible, of course, but it was a very ugly and nasty feeling just the same.

I'd sometimes feel "bad" about myself because any guy who wanted to stick it in me could do just that; we'd often gossip about what girls were really easy to do it to and I was just like those girls and as I've said here a few times, all a guy had to do was pull his dick out and I'd be all too eager to suck it and if he wanted to stick it in my ass, by all mean - hurry up and stick it in and shoot the cream in there! Any guy. Damned near anywhere and any time and even if I really didn't feel like having it stuck in me.

I think the worst part of all of this was not being able to explain to anyone - including myself - why I liked having a dick stuck in me and being fucked; I just knew I liked it and couldn't get enough of it, well, until that one time nine of my friends took turns fucking me and I understood that there was only so much of being fucked I could physically deal with; my poor asshole was sore for almost a week after that day.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I also learned, early on, that doing it to me like a girl - with me on my back - just didn't seem to work for me and like it would for other guys; my legs and hips just didn't want to work like that and no matter how much I'd relax or try to wrap them around a guy's waist or he'd try to get them on his shoulders. The pain I'd feel in my hips was much worst than his dick in my ass would feel so when a guy wanted to do it to me like he'd do it to a girl, I wasn't even trying to do that; let me turn over onto my stomach and you can stick it in that way.

I learned how to get fucked "doggy style" and being on my knees and my ass all up in the air was nice but I missed that body to body contact that comes from lying flat and having the guy lying on top of me as he humped his dick in and out of my ass. Some guys, in that position, would whisper in my ear or kiss my face and neck and it would feel even better and sometimes so good that I'd often drift off to sleep or, at the least, be nodding off. I learned that I did not like it when guys fucked me real hard or was otherwise rough; the discomfort was too distracting and I couldn't pay attention to the good feelings of having his dick in my ass. Sometimes I'd tell a guy, "Not so hard!" and he'd ease up and sometimes, they'd just ignore me and keep doing it even harder and in those times, you can guess and be sure of the fact that a fight was gonna start after he pulled his dick out.

I did have my "favorite" guys and guys who, after they stuck it in me, I didn't want them to shoot - I wanted them to just keep fucking me and there weren't that many of those guys.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]In my youthful debauchery, I could rarely wait for a guy to stick his dick in my ass and fuck me until he either got tired - before all of the guys got around to being able to cum - or I'd feel his dick pumping away trapped inside my asshole and knowing - and sometimes, feeling - his sperm going in me. The finish, it seemed, was the best part of it for me and even today, I can't really say exactly how it made me feel except those times when I felt so very dirty and no amount of soap and water could make me feel "clean."

There was always the anticipation as I'd lie down on my belly and kinda lift my butt up a little; I'd feel him climb on me, his hard prick poking around between my cheeks until he either found my hole on his own or I'd have to reach back and put him where he needed to be... and now it was waiting for the push, to feel his dick pressing into me and, depending on the guy, it would either hurt - and sometimes, a lot - or sometimes they'd sink all of their dick into me and I didn't even feel it going in.

Then feeling him lie down on me and start moving his own ass up and down, sometimes in that circular motion that defined "screwing" and allowing myself to get lost in the sheer nastiness of a boy fucking me in my ass. I would often be so... dreamy. Comfortable. Even kind of relaxing. Feeling his weight on me, feeling the heat of his body; hearing his breathing and whatever sex noises he was making; sometimes hearing that squishy sound of his dick going in and out of my butt - and trying not to laugh; then getting to a point where it was time for him to shoot his jizz in me and make it all feel so much better. Depending on the dick in my ass, I could feel the tremors in his cock shaft that would tell me that, soon, I'd feel his dick get longer and fatter - then feel it pumping and his jizz flowing into me.

Sometimes, I'd feel nothing at all and the only way I'd know he was shooting was, well, he'd say that he was or all the guy could do was cuss. If I didn't or couldn't feel his dick swelling in me or pumping, it was like there was something missing but, sure enough, when he finally pulled out, the evidence that he shot his stuff in my ass would start flowing back out. I'd often feel... empty after he pulled out and it wasn't what I'd call a good feeling unless in those occasions where I knew I fucked up by letting him fuck me and now I'm even happier that he's not fucking me any more.[/SIZE][/FONT]