Message-ID: <19546eli$9902020427@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: im_sub@hotmail.com (I.M. Strange) Subject: My Sex Life#2; (True,mmm, incest, oral, anal, pedo,forced,dom) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: I have an ordinary middle aged life with the house; the children; the cat; the community; the wife; etc. However, I have had an interesting sex life. The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to exhibitionism and let all us voyeurs watch as I relive My Sex Life, especially all the parts that nobody else knows about. All of the stories written here are true. Itąs been spiced up with added details to hold the interest of the reader, but the vignettes as portrayed actually happened. *If you would like to comment on; reply to; or......exchange ideas... something like that (in Central Minnesota or nearby Wisconsin), - E-mail me at: im_sub@hotmail.com. I am interested in feedback. In the summer of 1968, I was 14 years old By now, I had started cumming sperm when I jacked off, and I had a few hairs around my crotch area. Mark was 16 and still a big guy. The first week that school was out in June, it turned really warm and we both wanted to go camping out in the back yard. We were all set for a big fight (we used to fight a lot) when our mother laid down the law that we could both share, or no one was camping out. This was fine by me, but Mark had planned to have a couple of his friends come over and didnąt want me tagging along. Well, his friends did come over and they begrudgingly let me join them (my mother said so!). Tim lived a couple of blocks away was the most mature of Markąs friends. He was a little shorter than Mark, but with a muscular build and dark hair. He was already shaving on a regular basis. Jimmy was the least mature of Markąs friends and lived across the street. He was skinny and my height. Even though he, Tim and Mark were older and two grades ahead of me in school, Jimmy and I used to play with each a lot and he had even gone out with me one night the previous year on one of my łnaked runs.˛ So I knew he was as undeveloped as I was at that time. We were all snuggled in our sleeping bags and I had taken off my underwear inside the bag. I usually liked to sleep naked and it was a turn on for me to be crammed into this tent with three other guys who didnąt know I was naked. I was softly stroking myself when, in the darkness, I heard Jimmy next to me ask, łYou ever play with yourself?˛ Startled, my hand left my stiff cock. I thought about it and I said, łYeah, I have. It feels good.˛ łItąs called jerking off,˛ said Jimmy. łYou want to do it now?˛ łYeah,˛ I said as I grabbed my naked cock again. łLetąs do it.˛ łItąs called masturbation, you retards,˛ said my brother from the other side of Tim, łand Dadąll kill you if he ever catches you doing it.˛ łWhat?˛ I said scornfully, łare you going to tell him? You donąt whack off yourself cock sucker?˛ łIąm not the cock sucker,˛ said Mark, łYou are.˛ My heart suddenly began beating very fast. This was not fair, I thought, but not being very good at trading insults with the older boys, I said feebly, łWhat are you talking about ?˛ łWhy donąt you suck my cock like you did last year?˛ said Mark savagely. He was getting back at me because I insisted on sleeping out with him and Tim and Jimmy. łHey, whatąs this about,˛ said Tim next to me. łGreggy sucks cock?˛ łYeah,˛ said Mark, łHe chomped down on mine tool real good last time. He loved it.˛ łMark!˛ I said in dismay, my erection wilting. How could he betray me like this? But again, my stupid mouth betrayed me. łYouąre the one that liked it!˛ I blurted out. łShit!˛ said Tim, łand here I am pissed off that we canąt look at the Playboys I brought because your little brother is here, and he turns out to be a cock sucker. łYou canąt tell anyone!˛ I insisted as my mouth kept on going. łWow, neat.˛ said Jimmy. łYou really sucked your brotherąs cock?˛ łI donąt want to talk about it,˛ I said lamely. Tim got out of his sleeping bag and rummaged through his knapsack. He pulled out a few well worn Playboy magazines and threw them down in front of us. Then, in the shadowy darkness, he took off his underwear and laid on his stomach on top of his sleeping bag. He turned on his flashlight and opened up one of the Playboyąs. In spite of my humiliation, I scooted over, half out of my sleeping bag to get a look. So did Mark and Jimmy (who was probably still holding onto his hard dick). Although I had been reading porn novels for awhile, I had never had a chance to look at any nude magazines. Jeff didnąt have any in his collection. So I was fascinated. We were all huddled together lying on our stomachs but Tim was the only one all the way out of his sleeping bag. I could see hair on the back of his muscular ass if I glanced backwards, which I did. My cock was gettting hard again and I was gently rubbing it against my bag as Tim turned the pages. łFar out,˛ said my bother as Tim shone the light on the perfect breasts of a centerfold. I could see him moving around in his bag, and realized that he was getting off his underwear also. We kept on looking at various sexually alluring pictures. Jimmy was half on his side and his arm was moving under him. łShit, we gotta do something here,˛ said Tim as he turned over, laid on his back and grabbed his erection. He shined the flashlight on himself and my eyes bugged. His cock was the same length as the mine or Markąs but it was massively thick. And he was really hairy. He had hair on his chest, a few hairs were even growing around his big nipples, and the went down his stomach to his large jutting cock which was surrounded by hair. I could see his balls and they looked big and black in the shadows. The tip of his tool was glistening in the light with precum. łHey, Greggy,˛ said Tim grabbing his meat, łWhy donąt you suck on this?˛ I froze, my eyes darting to my brother for support. But he looked away. He didnąt egg Tim on, but he didnąt say stop either. He was, Iąm sure, of two very different minds about this. He was as horny as the rest of us, but Iąm sure he was also regretting that he had told the guys about our personal łsecret.˛ łYeah Greg,˛ Jimmy said, łGo ahead and do him.˛ He pulled his bag off and had his fist around his thin cock, pumping slowly up and down. His eyes shone with anticipation and he licked his lips. I was between Jimmy and Tim and Mark was on the other side of Tim. I kept on looking at my brother and softly said, łMark?˛ łCąmon Greggy,˛ said Tim. łYou know you want to.. Letąs see what youąve got to show.˛ Tim unzipped my bag and shined the light on my ass. łCąmon, turn it over,˛ he said, giving my ass a hard smack! łOw,˛ I complained as I rolled over away from his hand. My hard peter bounced into the flashlight and a sticky trail of precum stretched out from the bag to my cock, then broke. łHey, youąre ready, cąmon,˛ he said grabbing my stiff dick. łCąmon, suck me.˛ I again looked at Mark for help and hesitantly said, łStop, I donąt...˛ but, I didnąt pull away from Timąs hot hand. My hips twitched involuntarily and my cock moved in his fist. Now Mark said, ł Hey, youąre the one that wanted to sleep out here with the big boys. Why donąt you go ahead and suck him.˛ I was dismayed at this betrayal by my older brother. He was supposed to protect me! With that, my will weakened. I felt very alone and when Tim let go of my dick, put his hand behind my neck and started guiding my head to his thick cock, I didnąt know if I should resist. łCąmon Greggy,˛ said Jimmy, łGet on out of the bag.˛ He pushed my ass and I was manipulated to get on my hands and knees. My heart was racing now as Tim positioned my head over his big cock. Jimmy had his face down near my belly and reached out and ran his hand up and down my twitching tool. łMan, that feels good,˛ one part of my mind was saying. Another part was terrified. And the danger part that liked doing crazy things without getting caught had my heart hammering and my cock buzzing. łYeah, baby,˛ said Tim. He gave the flashlight to my brother who kept it shining on Timąs pole. Tim grabbed it with his other hand and said, łLick it.˛ Craning my neck down, it looked like a huge mushroom. łWhat the hell,˛ my flushed body sensually insisted, łDo it!˛ I licked the tip of his giant head, taking off the drop of pre-cum, puzzling over this forbidden taste. łMmmmm,˛ he murmured, thrusting his hips up and mashing my lips with his cock. łKeep on licking. Lick it good.˛ Mark kept the light on us while grabbing his own erection, but Jimmy had gotten up on his knees behind me now and started jerking off while rubbing his hand, cock and body against my ass. I was trapped by my own raging horniness, and I started licking the whole head of his dick as Timąs hand moved it back and forth. łGreat,˛ he moaned. This is what I had been reading about, so I had a better idea of what to do now, in spite of the fact that it was girl who was supposed to be doing this to a guy. I licked the sides of his thick tool, wetting the stiff shaft. My saliva covered his flesh, and he moaned and moved his hand away as my tongue got to the base of his meat and I tongued the top of his balls. Suddenly he cried, łSuck it!˛ and with one hand on my head and another on his cock, he pulled back and forced it into my mouth. I frantically tried to keep him in place, but his massive pole stretched my lips and filled my mouth. His hips were thrusting into to me and the big head started hitting the back of my throat. But now, this time, instead of trying to stop it, I was totally turned on by the whole scene. This was a pornographic fantasy come true! It was wildly erotic sucking Timąs cock with Jimmy beating off on my ass and my brother watching. It was a forbidden thing that had me panting and totally losing any inhibitions I might have thought about. I drew in a breath through my nostrils, getting further aroused by the sex smell of the tent. I reached down and cupped Timąs balls and stupidly tried to get more of the enormous shaft into my mouth. łWhat a pervert! This is great!˛ cried Jimmy as slap!, slap, slap, he hit his dick against my ass. łYeah, do it cock sucker!˛ yelled my brother as he watched, his hand working up and down his own pole. łNow take it!˛ yelled Tim, ł take my load in your mouth". He hips sped up his pumping and he started moaning "Take it!" Then he put both hands on the back of my head and thrust his massive tool hard into my mouth, into my throat, and his body shuddered as his his hot seed was shooting into my mouth and down my throat. Blast after blast of his spunk kept cumming as he he kept on thrusting and I tried not to choke. He forced me to swallow his entire load until he was spent. Only then did he let go. As I came up for air, my brother immediately grabbed me and said, łNow finish me off.˛ I still had Timąs cum dribbling out of my mouth as Mark guided my head to his bent cock and thrust it between my lips. This time he too had no reservations about slamming his dick all the way into to my throat. He kept his hand on the back of my neck as I tried to breathe and take him in at the same time. It was actually a little easier as my gag reflex seemed to be desensitized and his tool was not nearly as thick as Timąs was. As he thrust his hips into my mouth, I felt Jimmyąs cock rubbing up and and down the crack of my ass. He finally found the puckered bud of my anus and he started pressing against it with the tip of his thin hard manhood. I could feel his hands spreading my asscheeks, trying to open up my asshole enough to shove his cock inside, but, I was so lost in the throes of passion, that I paid no attention to what he was doing. I had read all about ass fucking, but porn fantasies were now not on my mind at all. I was engaged in the real thing. All I knew was that I was so hot I felt like exploding myself. Then, lubricated slightly by his precum, Jimmyąs small head pushed open my anal ring. I heard Tim say, łYou homo, youąre fucking him in the ass.˛ łUngghhhhhh! NNNNnnnnnnngghhh˛ I yelled through my brotherąs thrusting cock. It was like somebody had shoved a sharp stick up my ass. I tried to move my butt, and I clenched my asshole, but Jimmy was pulling me, trying to dryfuck his peter farther into my wounded hole. And my brother had no interest in what was going on at the other end of me. He started yelling himself, łFuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!˛ and his dick started pumping new cum into my mouth. At the same moment that Jimmyąs was piercing my ass, Markąs dick thrust deep into my throat and he started shooting his hot goo directly down my gullet. I gagged and pulled off, but he gripped my head tightly as he pumped more cum into my mouth. Then, although Jimmy had only shoved the tip of his head into my asshole, it felt like he was trying to wiggle a hot poker into me. But that was enough to send him over the edge and he started shooting off his load. łBitch! Fuck me bitch!˛ he cried. I felt the pain diminish. After the first squirt, he must have pulled out of my violated anus, but he continued to pump his dick and shoot off onto my asshole and all over the crack of my ass. My head was spinning and my whole body felt like a used dick and, still on all fours, I grabbed my own cock and shot my load onto Timąs sleeping bag. łUhhhhnnnnhh! Uh! Uh! Uh!˛ I moaned as my body jerked with each spasm. My brotherąs cum was dribbling out of my mouth. łOoooooo,˛ moaned Jimmy as the last of his orgasm was spent on my ass. As I pulled back from my brotherąs still trembling dick, I passed over Timąs tool, and it was hard again. I stared in wonder. łYou guys are disgusting perverts,˛ said Tim his fist slowly pumping his massively thick dong. łAnd you shot your jiz all over my bag. You should lick that up!˛ I looked at him pleadingly, but he again put his hand behind my head and forced it down to the puddled cum on his bag. I was revolted and spent, but I was so mind fucked that I did as he demanded and cleaned up my own cum with my tongue, licking the bag free of all traces. At the same time, he told Jimmy, łAnd you lick up your cum, you little homo assfucker.˛ Now Jimmy was always a weird kid and he apparently had no trouble with Timąs demand, for I felt his tongue slurping away on my ass and running sloppily over my asshole. In spite of myself, I was immediately turned me on again and I could feel my spent cock rising. łThat was so good, I think we should do it again,˛ said Tim slyly. łCome here mouth fucker.˛ With his hand still on the back of my head, he guided me back to his re-energized dick. God,no I thought, and I resisted a little, hoping my brother would say something now that he was satisfied. But he remained silent as Tim forced me to go down on him again. Even so, Jimmy was still licking my asshole and I was surprised how good it felt. The pain of the minor invasion of his cock combined with the ministrations of his tongue had rearoused me into a new rigidity. Now Tim started gently moving my head up and down over his large shaft, enjoying the sensations of fucking my mouth. I tried my best to accommodate him, even though my lips were starting to feel bruised and the previous cum was clogging up my throat. Then Tim said to Jimmy, łSmack his ass!˛ łTim,˛ said my brother, finally speaking up, łMaybe we should....˛ łShould nothing,˛ said Tim. łYour baby brother is a cock sucker and needs to be spanked. Go ahead, Jimmy, spank him.˛ łNnnnnnoohhh,˛ I mumbled around Timąs giant cock, but no one paid attention. Jimmy slapped my ass. łUnnnnnhhh,˛ I cried jerking my butt, but Tim kept his hands on my head and began to increase the tempo of his mouth fucking. Smack! Jimmy slapped me again and I jerked. It hurt! Smack! smack! He hit me again and again and Tim started moaning and thrusting in earnest. Smack! I couldnąt take anymore. My ass was burning. Tim was blocking my throat again with every thrust, my lips were sore, and I could barely breath. Smack! Jimmy landed a sideways blow directly on my exposed asshole. łNNNNGggghhhhhhh,˛ I moaned as Tim thrust again and started crying, łOh yeah, Mouthfucker! Take it!˛ He started pumping new shots of jism into my tonsils and I tried to swallow to keep on breathing, but Jimmy kept on slapping my shaking ass and I gagged and coughed. Wads of cum rolled down the sides of Timąs dick as I coughed again onto his balls and belly. Smack! Again Jimmy hit me. łStop it!˛ I cried. łJust stop it!˛ łMouth fuc-ker!˛ sighed Tim contentedly. łWow.˛ He put his hand down to his cock and felt his gooey sperm. łUgh. Jesus Greg, you made a mess. Clean it up,˛ he said, nodding at his cock. łTim,˛ I protested. łTim,˛ mumbled Mark sleepily. łClean it up mouthfucker,˛ Tim warned. łClean it up and youąll be all done.˛ Jimmy had stopped hitting me, but my ass was burning and my swollen cock was pulsing, so, haltingly, I reached down and started licking his cum off his belly. łNow the balls,˛ he said. Even though I was revolted at being used, I was in a bizarre stage of erotic pain, and I kept on licking, cleaning up his now flaccid dick and the spatters on his balls. łYes, thatąs cool,˛ Tim said, ł You are one good mouthfucker.˛ My brother hadnąt said a word this whole time and now his eyes were closed. Jimmy too had already gotten back in his sleeping bag. Although I still had a raging hard on, I was now acutely embarrassed, and I crawled back into my own sleeping bag without a word. My ass was still burning and my mouth was sore and sticky with cum. I remember trying to clean my teeth as I fell asleep to troubled dreams. I also remember waking up later in an orgasm of a wet dream involving big muscled women rubbing themselves all over my body. The next morning, one of the first things Jimmy said was, łThat was great last night! You want to do it again?˛ łShut up, Jimmy,˛ said Tim as Mark and I looked at him in silence. łJust forget it, understand?˛ I looked gratefully at Tim as we all awkwardly got dressed. Although Jimmy mentioned the experience several times later, in spite of my trying to shut him down, neither my brother nor Tim ever said anything about it again. It was not repeated. It was this time in my life that I was turning into a regular little pervert. In spite of my homosexual experiences though (I was only 14), all of my fantasies were about fucking girls. I jerked off to vivid scenes of the sexual molestation of woman and girls. My brothers novels were electrifying. I still remember the one where the young teenage brother fucked his young sister in the garage, then had their family dog fuck her while his friends watched. Then they all took turns fucking her. I was immersed in a whole world of porno perversion and I wanted to be part of it. I had been doing łdangerous˛ things for a least a year now, mostly in the summer when I could run around naked. Sometimes I would get naked during the day and sneak around without being seen. There were a large open fields across the street from our house (now itąs all houses) and I could strip in one spot and walk around with no clothes on in the summer when the grass was over my head. I would take one of my brotherąs porn novels and stroke my hard cock, masturbating naked in the grass, knowing that somebody could walk by me three feet away and not see me. I would spurt my cum and walk around, my dick still hard with semen dripping on my body. I never got caught in the fields, but I did take risks, jerking off naked while I could hear or see people walking by. There was also an overgrown woods and swamp down the block where I would strip, explore the undergrowth in the nude for half a mile in any direction. There were secret places for me to hide pornography and masturbate in the clean, soft woods. I had a newspaper route and I used to deliver my papers, at 5:30 AM, in the nude. I would ride my bike naked to the block of my route, and then I would sneak from door to door, my heart pounding wildly at the thought of getting caught. Sometimes I would get hard and jerk off at somebodyąs front door. The danger and the forbidden perversion of the whole scene were aphrodisiacs to my pubescent teenage fantasies. I always kept a pair of shorts in my paper bag to slip on, just case. Once, after I had walked up to the front porch and delivered a paper, I turned around and saw a police car shining itąs spot on the houses, moving towards me. I fell like a rock and killed myself getting my shorts on, and when I stood back up, he was there in front of the house, next to my parked bicycle. I was scared shitless. I walked out and talked to him and he looked me over and asked ł Do you always dress that way?˛ łNo, itąs hot,˛ I said lamely. It wasnąt that hot, and I had nothing on except for my shorts, paper bag and sneakers. It turned out that a motorist had complained that there was a naked man chasing her down the street. We both figured she probably meant me on my bicycle. Although, hopefully, he was figuring that I had had my shorts on. I had been terrified that he was going to arrest me right there. I also liked to masturbate in semi-public places. Once, during a school assembly, I snuck from backstage into the orchestra pit, took off all my clothes and whacked off while the kids were speaking onstage. I was lying there, entirely naked and while I couldnąt have been seen from the audience, if anybody on stage would have walked to the edge and looked down, they could have seen me beating my meat, shooting my sperm all over my chest and stomach. I did the same thing in our church auditorium once. The minister was giving a lecture and the audience was all adults. There was a way under the stage from another part of the building. I crawled under, stripped down and lay down naked right next to the front of the stage where there were doors to store things underneath the stage. I looked through the crack in the door and masturbated, fantasizing about various women in the audience that I could see. Some of them were hot looking. I remember that as being a particularly intense orgasm. As an altar boy, we wore long red cassocks that covered our bodies down to the floor along with a white blouse called a surplice. Before one service in the evening, I took off my pants and underwear and conducted services naked under the cassock. Again the silly danger of this got me aroused and my cock was hard most of the night, sticking out, rubbing against the heavy material of the cassock. The second time I did it at a night service, I realized that I might be really stupidly dangerous. While we were kneeling in front of the altar, I was trying to adjust my cassock to hang more loosely, so that my hard on wouldnąt literally be straining to break through the material. As I felt the hem on my ankle socks, it came to me that my back was toward the congregation and that there was a very high probablity that if I moved wrong, it would be seen that I didnąt have any pants on. I had to be extremely carelful kneeling down and standing up..... I stopped that trick, but one last time, a few years later, I tried it when I was the crucifer - heąs the guy that leads the procession and carries the cross. He had his own little booth next to the choir where he sat during most of the service. Just once, I went naked under my long white cassock and when I realized that nobody could see me beneath my shoulders in the booth I was in, I tried the grand perversion. I unbuttoned the lower part of my cassock and started gently massaging my naked cock. I cheerfully masturbated away while, on the other side of the wooden partition was the choir. I could look into the eyes of a girl about my age next to me, about three feet away. I orgasmed while they were singing, so that my flushed and turned on face wouldnąt be so obvious. It was mind blowing - spurting cum onto my naked thighs surrounded by people. It was almost a religious experience. The perverted danger of it all turned me on -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----