Gay Play

Just for contrast, this sort of sex education doesn’t just happen between girls…

I didn’t even realize it was sexy at first, because I only ever heard of a man and a woman sleeping together, when they were married. Like my mom, and dad for instance. They never said anything about what else they might do in there, when they’re not sleeping.

Tony was an older boy, about 11, or 12. So, in middle school, and I just thought it was cool that he let me tag along. He led me out to his favorite place, a clearing in the woods where he could take off his clothes, and lay down on them naked.

“Huh!” He put his arms up behind his neck, and closed his eyes.

“Isn’t it hot out there?” I stayed back under the trees, so he cracked his eyes.

“Not if I take my clothes off, I’m just working on my tan.”

“You sure look tanned enough already.” He looked good, to me. I’m not going to say it wasn’t in a gay way, just because I wasn’t aware of it.

“Well, if I want to keep it, I have to keep doing it every day, as long as the weather is nice.”

I pulled my shirt out to look at my chest, and then took it off. “Huh, you’re right, it is a lot cooler if I take my clothes off.” Can’t really call it peer pressure either, but I was a little self conscious of my tanlines, and the way they looked. He put his hand up like a salute, and sat up.

“Well, you don’t want to get sunburnt, so it all peels off.” He came prepared, brought a bottle of SPF45, but he didn’t even get it out of his pocket before I kicked my shorts off. “Here, let me get your back first.”

I turned around, and he brushed my hair out of the way. I hate to admit it, but it was the late 80s, so I had a MacGyver mullet. My mom even took me to her salon so they could bleach it blonde. Looking back, I think that might have been my boyhood crush? I really wanted to be more like him, dress like him, and get a Swiss army knife when I had some money to spend on things like that.

Still, Richard Dean Anderson, even in a mullet. I can see that now, he always was a really very good looking man.

I just stood up in front of him, and let him rub the lotion on my back, but he didn’t stop there. Of course, he just worked his way down to my ass cheeks, and it wasn’t until he started running his thumbs down the crack that I laughed.

“I don’t think the sun’s gonna shine in there.” I turned around, and he laughed it off.

“Yeah, huhah!” He laughed too, and leaned back, but he didn’t try to hid his hardon for me. “Here,” he handed me the bottle, and started rubbing it on his cock, to make it wet, and greasy.

“TBPT!” I stuck my tongue out, and copied the farting noises, squirting it on my chest. Rubbing it in, the way he did on my back, I moved up to my shoulders, and worked my way out to my arms. He just kept slowly stroking it, watching me rub the thick white sticky fluid all over myself, obliviously.

I didn’t get that part, of course. I didn’t know anything else came out of it, besides piss. I didn’t say anything, and neither did he, but I slowly worked my way down my body to my hairless crotch. My little pisser just hanging out, and picked out the bottle to squeeze more out in my hand.

BLUT! I rubbed it in, and watching him rub his erection started having an affect. “Huh, don’t want this getting burnt.” I joked.

“No, that’s the last thing you want to get sunburned.”

“Huh, it feels really good. Hahehihn! Really really good!”

“Huh yeah. Just keep pumping it,” he picked up the pace, “Faster, faster.”

“Huh! Oh my god, this is amazing!”

“It just gets better and better!”

“Oh oh oh uh huh?” I didn’t know what was happening, but all of a sudden I got dizzy, my knees gave out, and I fell down. “Oh, oh god, what happening?”

“Just let it happen,” he got up, but he didn’t stop.

“Oh!” I just closed my eyes, and felt the incredible sensations of my first orgasm. Slowly fading, so I could catch my breath, and feel my body all over. That made my midriff, and chest unbelievably sensitive, until he blocked the sun, and took my hands. He put both of them on his crank, and started pumping until I got the hang of it.

“Yeah yeah yeah, keep doing it faster. Huh faster.” He let go to feel down, and cup his nuts. Straddling me on his knees like that, I could even see him rubbing his taint, and further back. “Uh, I’m about to cum, uh!”

“What?”

“Huh!” He just slipped 1 fingertip in his butthole, before it clenched, and spasmed in time with his nuts pumping his load out, and spraying the weeds around my head like a machinegun.

“Uh?” I shook my head, and blinked when some of it landed on my face, but I held on. I stopped beating him off, but then I felt it bulging with my thumbs. I rubbed the bottom, right where I felt his urethra swell, and the last of it dribble out to run down the bottom, and drip off my knuckle on my face, but I couldn’t see it. “What’s this stuff?” I finally let go, so it dropped, and shook the last drop out on my chest.

I smelled my thumbs, but the suntan lotion overpowered it. “Huh!” He sat down on the grass, and gasped. “Give me a sec, okay?”

I nodded, and rubbed it all over my chest. Wiped my thumb off with the other, and waited for him to explain. “That’s my semen.” I sat up.

“It’s not like pee, or lotion at all.” It’s sticky, and it doesn’t mix with the greasy lube either. It beaded up, but I kept rubbing it in until I couldn’t tell the difference.

He nodded, “Well, you ever seen a pregnant lady?”

“Uh huh?”

“Well, that’s how you get a lady pregnant, with semen.”

“That means she’s gonna have a baby.”

“Yeah, but you can put it in a man, or another boy, and we can’t get pregnant.”

“Oh,” I looked down. “I’m not cumming any semen yet.” I guessed.

“Huh, yeah. You’re still young, why I didn’t even start ejaculating until last year.”

“Oh, okay so when you’re 10 or 11?”

“Eleven, yeah. You’re probably going to have to wait until you’re about 10 or eleven.”

“Well, okay.” I thought, “Is that why it’s called jacking off?” I’d heard of that, and I knew I wasn’t supposed to do it, because it’s bad. I didn’t know why though, let alone that it was even worse to do it with another guy, by heteronormative standards.

“For Ejaculation?” He thought, “I don’t know.” He shrugged.

“Well, you didn’t get your back.” When he got up, I grabbed the bottle of lotion, just for an excuse to tough his back. Just like him, I worked my way down to his ass, but this time, he didn’t stop me when I got my thumbs in his crack.

I just saw him give himself a stinky pinky, to set off his orgasm, so when he bent over, i knew exactly what to do. “Uh, yeah. Fuck me.”

“This is fucking?”

He shook his head, “No, in and out uh!” He puckered up, when I pulled out. “Ngh, hm!” He put his head down sideways, so he could reach back, grip his ass cheeks, and spread them for me. “Not all the way out, just fuck it in, and all the way out.”

“Okay,” first, I grabbed the bottle, and squeezed it real hard, so it farted. “Uh!” He puckered up. “Huh yeah. Fuck me, fuck me now. Uh fuck me faster, faster yeah! Fuck me yeah!”

I just pounded my fingers in and out. “More,” so I wiggled another finger in when I slipped out. “Afuck ahfugh fughfuck uh! Uh uh uh uh!” Laughing, and enjoying every bit of it. His grunts, and moans of pleasure. Every time he said “Fuck,” I was delighted just to know what fuck means, and why they sometimes say shit. Instead of fuck, when obviously, shit means crap, and that comes out of your butt. So naturally fuck means putting something in their butt, and when I got hard again, I stopped.

“Huh!” He just lay down flat on his tummy, gasping for breath, but smiling fully satisfied.

“I got an idea.” I thought I was clever, climbing on his back, and holding my little stiffy down, to feel for his loose greasy pucker.

“Huh!” He just smiled. So satisfied, just to have a dick up his ass. Any dick, even my teeny tiny hairless little prepubic pecker. After I fucked the shit out of him (Literally, it was so sexy, I didn’t even care about how dirty it was, mixed with all the lube. Honestly, suntan lotion is just as nasty if you ask me. I don’t suggest you try tasting it, either.)

“Huh, yeah. Let me up.”

“Okay,” I pulled out without even trying to buttfuck him properly. He pulled a pack of kleenex out of another pocket. One of those little ones, your mom carries in her purse just in case you get a sniffle or a bloody nose, but he used that to wipe up, and handed me some to wipe off my fingers. 3 fingers, I got into him that first time.

Then, we got dressed, and he told me why I shouldn’t tell anyone about losing my virginity. Because it’s gay if you do it with another boy, or a man, but we weren’t even married, and we couldn’t get married back then even if we wanted to, but that was my first boyfriend, and we kept is secret for years.

It really was a perfect secret spot, for us to be gay. All we had to do was kick leaves over our footprints behind us so we didn’t leave a trail anyone could follow to our secret sex spot, but it took a few tries before he could get me loosened up to buttfuck.

I never really liked it, honestly. Even when it doesn’t hurt, but of course I had to try it to find out, I’m not a bottom. Lucky for me, he was. If he were a top, or a switch hitter, I probably would have let him take his turns too, but it turns out, he’d rather be fucked, which was just fine with me.

I really worked on my tan though. All over, and when my roots grew out, I got it cut off short again. I didn’t really want to be MacGyver any more.

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