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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]My brother had woke me up in the middle of a hot, muggy night to tell me he couldn't sleep - did I want to do it? I had barely been able to nod off myself; no air conditioning and while there was a slight breeze blowing outside, none of it was coming in through the open windows in our room so I said yes... and the fun began.

First came sucking each other off... and no matter how many times we'd done this, there was always that "Do you wanna go first?" thing to take care of but we once again got it sorted out and I took his cock into my mouth and got lost in his taste, feel, and the fact that there would be hell to pay if we got caught. Moments later, he exploded into my mouth, groaning as quietly as he could while fucking into my mouth as I swallowed his load and, while I was sure he was feeling better, I knew I was.

We changed places and he wasted little time covering my dick with his mouth; I sighed and watched him sucking me and it never failed to amaze me how the two of us, who normally didn't get along with each other, could put aside our differences for this. He's getting me very close and whatever thoughts that were going through my mind were getting drowned out by the white noise of my pending release and just before it hit me like a runaway truck, my mind "woke up" and asked, "What are you doing?"

This was wrong, evil, forbidden, beyond nasty - and a split-second later, I was shooting into his mouth and it was heavenly as always... but there was that thought echoing in my brain and I didn't have a clue where it came from but what I knew was that it was disturbing... but I didn't have time to think about it all that much.[/SIZE][/FONT]

i have a gay 2nd cousin but never been out knowed him all my life same age as me about 5 years ago he asked me did i go bothways so i said yeah i do why you ask every do a all male 3some he said yeah but not here want to do one with me and my friend when i asked my rental house tonight and be cleaned out you gonna get it in both holes so that night got to his rental house i got naked he put me on a padded bench and i let him cuff me up hands and legs he grinned and said you gonna get some black cock then a black guy about 22 put his 7 inch med thick dick in my mouth and i started sucking his cock my cousin started rimming my asshole which got me hot finally the carl was his name took his cock and started fucking me my cousin then sucked my cock till i cummed after he drained me he frenched kissed me and said this is how you do gay sex i then sucked him off and when i got finished we kissed again then i felt carl filling my ass full then him and my cousin started fooling around some and looking at me and grinning then i felt it guy named john was working his cock in my asshole i could feel my anus open up and he went in as he put in all the way in i moaned and then he started fucking me i knew the next day my asshole was gonna be sore but it felt so good when he got finished i had cum running out my ass and down my legs they uncuffed me and i whn hn ent to clean up when i got cleaned up john said next time we can go to my house and you can fuck my wife while i fuck you

[I]I have recently discovered a cash of guys that call themselves the boner boys.. they are older guys who meet regularly at the local sauna.. they are mostly married and or divorced guys that are sexually frustrated and or in sexless marriages.. one of them reached out to me through an add I placed.. the add stated that I am a sub bottom guy that loves serving married men and giving them what they don’t get at home.. I met said guy at the rec center and chatted for a bit and was invited in to meet some of the guys.. we went to the locker room got naked and grabbed a couple of towels then went to the sauna.. there were 5 guys there and I shook each hand and was introduced as the bottom guy.. I told them that I am submissive and that pretty much good with most anything.. we chatted for just a moment and one of them came over and says I brought breakfast for you.. I explained that I would gladly suck his cock for him but if I did I expected to be fucked by it when it is rock hard.. he smiled and said of course.. next thing I know I am on my back with one cock in my mouth one in each hand, one guy sucking my cock and another pounding my pussy quite aggressively.. I just gave all control over to them and enjoyed sucking and being fucked.. all in all I sucked 4 of the 5 and gave the guy that sucked me off a hand job.. the 4 I sucked each fucked me very well with 2 of them fucking me twice.. I fed the guy that sucked me 2 loads and left with 6 loads of seed deep inside of me.. in the shower I lathered up and cleaned each of them and gave them all a lick or two.. two of them cleaned and lathered me and one fingered me while they did.. it was a great morning.. later I found out that the guys I met are only about half of the group.. they meet twice a week and normally just give each other hand jobs as none are bottoms.. only the one guy that sucks.. I am invited to join them any time I like.. wow who knew that ya could find a group like this.. I am a really lucky guy[/I]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Going to summer camp solidified my theory big time. Those first couple of days being "cooped up" with a bunch of guys you never met before would get things sorted out; you'd find out who wanted to do it, who was afraid to do it but willing, and that one guy who wouldn't do anything - but he wasn't gonna rat out any of us who were doing it when the counselor left us alone for the night so that four of the eight bunks in the cabin would routinely be empty almost every night.

Not that such things were relegated for the night; we had a communal shower and one that was perfect for sucking dick and, if there was time, fucking some very soapy backsides; the camp was surrounded by thick woods with trails made by the hundreds of campers that made them... and a lot of off the beaten path places where two guys could get naked and have sex without being seen or heard... and hopefully without winding up with a bad case of poison ivy or poison sumac... and a lot of guys "mysteriously" had a need for a lot of calamine lotion, it seems.

There was this one kid, one camping year, who spent most of his night time and sleeping hours sucking my dick and as if his life depended on it. He never wanted to suck any of the other guys - just me... but I was usually the only Black kid in the cabin. I didn't know why he was fixated on me or why he'd turn down the other dicks he was being offered... but it went from being all good to annoying after only a few days and I asked him why he was turning the other guys down.

"Your dick is bigger," he said and just like I had asked him what time it was. "Like you, I've been coming here for years and there's always one Black guy in every cabin so, um, I know what I like. You ready for some more?" That year, he found out that Black guys do suck dick - I wasn't happy being left out of the fun he was having with me. It made the other guys in the cabin jealous but since I wasn't of a mind to let their dicks go unsucked, eh, they got over it.

Yes... get a bunch of boys together and there's nothing for them to do? Guess what happens most of the time?[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]As a Boy Scout, camping out was just part of the routine; sometimes, we'd use the cabins at the area Boy Scout camp and sometimes, we'd pitch our tents and rough it to learn the skills and get merit badges - lots of things to keep us busy during the daylight hours. But once it got dark and we'd retire to our tents? Wasn't hard to figure out what was going on in many of them (and, no - no Scoutmasters were involved that I knew about) because whoever I was sharing a tent with would, invariably, ask, "Hey... do you wanna do it?"

Of course I did.

We had new members join the troop and one weekend, we were roughing it and I got a new kid in my tent with me that night and we talked, got to know each other better but when the conversation faded away - and we were both just lying there staring at the top of the tent, I heard him whisper, "Hey... have you ever done it with a boy?"

"Yeah - have you?" I asked.

"No... but I want to," he said as he somehow managed to climb into my sleeping bag with me - when did he get totally naked? We spent a long time sucking each other off, taking a break, and sucking some more - he was amazing and a fast learner. During one break, he told me that he had always wanted to do it with another boy... but the guys he hung around with never let him join in (he never said why) and he was glad that he finally got to do what he always wanted to do... even if it was with a Black kid; he came from an all-white neighborhood, it turned out.

How our Scoutmaster and his assistant didn't know what we were doing when "the lights went out" escaped me and I reasoned that maybe they did know... and the best option for them was to just let boys be boys and get it out of our systems or not to intervene unless things got out of hand. I don't know but what I knew and was having proved to me that when you get a bunch of guys together and they don't have much to do, you could count on dicks getting pulled out.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Like the one time where the local YMCA had a weekend sleepover for us, a planned event that kept us busy during the day... but when we were told to get some sleep? Even I could feel the sexual tension in the air between so many different guys from all parts of the city as we talked and/or fooled around until we got bored. I had heard a couple of guys close to me whispering and giggling and when I looked in their direction, they were in their joined sleeping bags (when did they zip them together?) and the way the sleeping bag was moving, I knew what they were doing. Somebody else noticed it... then we all noticed it; the two guys were oblivious to the fact that it had gotten quiet in the room we were in and that everyone was watching that sleeping bag moving around.

Then the sex between everyone else just kinda happened; the kid on the other side of me (and the second guy who noticed what was happening) just went for my dick and started sucking on it and as I started sucking on his, I heard another guy say, "Took long enough..." At some point, I came up for air and looked around to see a few kids just sitting there looking like deer in the headlights; came up for air again and there was one kid who was still sitting there, looking shocked before, he, too, either wanted to join in or wasn't given much of a choice.

Somebody said, "Someone's coming!" and everything ground to an instant halt; a moment later, a chaperone knocked on the door then came in, announcing that he came to check on us and anyone who wasn't sleep should get to sleep because we were gonna have a very busy day in the morning.

How that man couldn't smell the strong, musky scent of sex was beyond me... or maybe he did and felt that there was no use in saying anything? I didn't know but what I did know that after he left, less than two minutes later, everything got started up again and by the time the last of us finally dropped off to sleep, I don't think that there was a dick that didn't get sucked more than once and no ass went unfucked in some way.

We were a raggedy bunch of boys when they came to wake us up for breakfast...[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]After my introduction to dick, I quickly learned that almost any time you got a bunch of boys together and they didn't have anything better to do, sex could happen. I grew up with a bunch of guys who, by today's standards, were beyond horny; we'd play the usual games - Cowboys and Indians, Hide and Seek, etc., and even those things were a good reason to have sex.

You hadn't lived until you were playing Army, you were the enemy, and you got captured (and sometimes, deliberately) and "tortured" by some very interesting ways that involved hard dicks and not-so-tight buttholes. Or sharing a good hiding place during Hide and Seek and while whoever was "it" searched high and low for everyone else, well, ya had time to suck each other's dick and, yeah, sometimes, you just never found some guys... wasn't hard to figure out why or what they were doing.

Some guys refused to hang out; sometimes they knew how things would eventually turn out and they wanted no part of it and sometimes they knew how things were gonna go... but were afraid to join in. But a lot of guys didn't want to be on the outside and feel like they hadn't been accepted in the group; maybe they didn't want to do the nasty because we all knew what the punishments were... but they just didn't want to be excluded, either.

And the bigger the group of guys hanging around with nothing better to do, the better the chances that sex of some kind would jump off.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The more I dug into this, the more I began to see the truth of something a cool teacher told us about being successful in life: If you can imagine doing something, you can do it. Applying this to the mystery of how a guy sucking cock for the first time could deliver an amazing blow job right out of the gate and I thought, "Yeah... that makes sense!"

I reasoned that if a guy spent a lot of time imagining what it would be like to suck cock, well, he could do it and as he imagined it... except, some guys had told me that until they brought it up to me, they never really thought about how to do it - I was back to square one and the whole thing "bothered" me for years until I eventually just said that, for some unknown reason, some guys were just naturally good at sucking dick. No trial and error stuff that usually taught a guy how to suck a dick; just a decision to do it and... wow, did they ever.

One guy did tell me that he'd watch girls suck his dick and asked himself, "How hard can it really be?" and said, after he sucked me silly, "That was easier than I thought it would be!"

I got older and came to understand oral fixation - that ingrained thing we wind up learning not to long after we're born and taking a nipple - a real one or a bottle - is just programmed into us; once we learn how to breathe air, we know how to suck on something and in our minds, sucking on something is equated to being fed and being fed produces good feelings. Raising my children, one of them would start crying but they didn't need to be fed, didn't need to be changed, wasn't fighting sleep... but put a pacifier in their mouth and it just chilled them out.

And I thought, "That explains a lot... but not how a first-time guy can master something they never did before... but maybe this oral fixation thing somehow plays into it?"

Today, I still don't understand this, not that I'm complaining about the results - I just don't like having questions that I can't find an answer to.[/SIZE][/FONT]