So I fall head over heels in love with Janet. She is my first piece of pussy, so that happens to most guys. And as I said, she and i dated until right before she graduated high school. I would mope and cry, and pine for her most of that summer, but eventually I would meet other girls and move on with my life. I have also since made contact with Janet using facebook. We had some good talks, but nothing sexual came out of it.

Many years would pass, and I would be basically living my life as a hetero male. I even got married and had a daughter. However that marriage was doomed from the start, and that divorce period of my life kind of sent me into a dark place. I knew I was missing something, but I have to be honest, I didn't know what it would be.

I am going to fast forward many years, all the way to 1998. I started seeing a lady, lets call her Angela. this woman was as outgoing sexually as any woman I have ever met. Very open to kink and fetishes. She and I would get into watching a lot of porn together. It was the age of the internet, and porn sites non unlike this one were all over. I came in from out in the yard one day and found Angela looking at shemale or trans porn. She said she wanted to dress me up like a little sissy slut..... those were almost her exact words.

This caught me so off guard, but I honestly would have done anything for Angela. She challenged me so much, and i found it to be very sexually liberating. I agreed so she got some of her panties and lingerie, and we spent the rest of that day with me modeling different female boudoir attire, and it culminated in she and I having some of the hottest sex of our relationship. As we lay in bed, spent from our love making, she said she would like to bring in a guy, and she would want me to suck his cock.

She had no idea about my early life, so I had to at least act shocked. She went on, she said I would be required to dress en-femme. Now as I said, I would do anything for Angela, and as you know from my earlier writings, I used to love to suck cock. So of course, I feigned reluctancy, but agreed. Just three days later, I came home from playing golf, and she told me we would have company that night and she had laid out an outfit for me on the bed. When I went into the bedroom, it was a red nighty and garter belt, red hose, and some boudoir slippers. She told me to get a shower so I did. When i got out of the shower, she wanted me to sit on the bed and she polished my toenails. She didn't have a wig for me but she did do some light makeup and made me look very femboy.

An hour later, a guy showed up, and quite frankly I cannot remember his name.....it wasn't even about him, and to be completely honest, It wasn't even about Angela. She ordered him to pull off his pants, and sit on the edge of the bed. Then she ordered me to suck him off. I got on my knees, and crawled between his legs. I took his massive cock into my mouth and began blowing him. It was the first cock I had had in my mouth in over a decade......aboug 13 years to be exact. Now later I would learn that he was a gay prostitute that Angela had found, but on that day I just thought he as a regular guy she had found that was bisexual. Took about 20 minutes, but he eventually began that little dance, where he was tensing up and breathing heavily. I knew he was about to bust, and right on cue, he spray painted the back of my throat with hot man-goo. I swallowed him all.....not spilling one drop.

As I allowed his cock to slide out of my mouth, I looked over at Angela and she was finger fucking her cunt. She was so hot over what me and this strange man had done that she was in the throes of a huge orgasm herself. We soon sent the boy away, and she and I would fuck until the early morning hours. Until this day, that was the most intense sexual experience of my life, and it was the only time I had another person in the bedroom with me, although it was just 2 of us having oral sex.

Angela and I would burn hot, but we would burn fast. Only lasting another 6 months. But she had awoken a couple things inside me. I now knew I loved wearing ladies undergarments, and I was very much a bisexual man.

My buddy Ted and I would become pretty much boyfriends. We would do just about everything together, but would also love each other too. Not too many days would go by without he and I sucking each others cocks. it was most definitely our favorite thing to do, and to this day, Ted is the longest male relationship I ever had. We were together for roughly 6 months and I had just turned 16 years old. When I would get home, he would usually already be there, so I would usaully walk over to his house. That after school time was our best since our parents were never home by that time, and his sister always had softball practice and wouldn't be there either.

Well this day we went back to his room and it wasn't long until he and I were naked. I still just could not believe how large Ted's cock was. He was a good 2 inches longer than me, and could cum fucking rivers. On this particular day, I was layed back and Ted was down sucking on me, when all of a sudden his door flew open and in walked none other than JANET, his sister. To her credit, she immediately said "shit" and swiftly turned around out of the room. But the damage was done. Ted was mortified, and so was I. I got dressed and I went home. I just knew she would tell on us.

The next day, I just didn't go over there. I was certain Ted would feel like me and we better at the least lay low for awhile. Now what I am about to tell you is the shit you would read straight out of Penthouse Forum, but I swear its the truth. There was a knock on my door and I opened it, there stood Janet. She looked at me and asked could she come in. I reluctantly allowed it, I mean she had all the leverage, I couldn't make her mad. She came in the house and she started talking, and what was coming out of her mouth was not what I expected.

She asked me if I knew that what Ted and I had been doing was wrong? I said I guess so, so she proceeded to tell me that it was ok, that she could help me fix it. She asked me to sit down on the couch and she pulled my pants down. She then stripped right in front of me.....Now if I told you how many times I had fantasized about seeing her naked, I could not put a number on it. She was the hot, older sister of my best friend and lover. I had wanted her since I met her. But here she was, butt naked in front of me. This is early 1985 and shaving pussy was not the norm back then, she had this gorgeous, perfectly full black bush of pubic hair.

she could see that what she was doing had the desired effect on me as my cock was standing straight the fuck up. She got me to lay back and she got on top of me, straddling me. She then guided my dick into her wet pussy.....completely bareback. No condom.....so i asked about it, she said she was on the pill and there was not danger of getting pregnant as she had just finished her period 2 days prior. So my fears were alleved somewhat even though I had no idea about what the proper time of month would have been.

AS my dick slid into her, I immediately came into her. I mean, not even one full pump, but I am counting it, that was my first time, I was no longer a virgin. Janet laughed at me, but said she had expected it.....She told me to lay perfectly still and she began to just grind onto my dick, which to my surprise was still pretty hard. With my jiz to serve as extra lubricant, she began to rise up and down, and it was making me so hard all over again. Now not having very much experience, I would not be able to stand it too much longer, and again I orgasmed inside her tight little 17 year old cunt.

This time, she raised up off of me, and went to my bathroom to clean up a little. When she came back, I was sitting there, still naked. She walked over to me and sat down with me, and started kissing my neck and then my lips. She said that I should never do that with boys again, and she would help me make sure of it.

So yes....I know yall are all saying that just doesn't sound right, that is the stuff of fairy tales, but I swear that is how I would begin my lie. Janet and I would date the rest of that year (My sophomore year of high school, her junior), and all of the next school year. We would break up the week before her graduation. She was going off to Tuscaloosa to attend the UofA, and she wanted some freedom. I understood, but it broke my heart. So while I was now into the lie, I stil cared for her.... And as for Ted, he was so embarrassed by being caught, that he never brought it up again. He too started dating girls, and we just let that side of us slip into memory.

Well, If you have read all my other entries, you know that I have started a sexual awakening in my life, started somewhat young, and as of the last chapter, still quite inexperienced. I knew I liked girls, as I really loved looking at nudie magazines at naked women, my dick would get so hard and I could cum fairly quickly when jerking off to women. I never really ever jerked off thinking about boys or men, however until now, I had not had any sexual experience that was not with male friends. That would change soon enough, but for now I still have a gap that has to be bridged.

Our 2nd year of living in Alabama, we moved into a new subdivision and my neighbor across the street from me was a boy named Ted. He and I were exactly the same age, but he went to public school and I to private, so we didn't go to the same school, but we did hang out in the neighborhood a lot. We skate boarded, played baseball, and explored the woods that surrounded the subdivision. We are both 15 and of course we would always talk like a bunch of teenage boys, like we were studs in the making. But one day we were out in the woods in a little fort we had made, and Ted asked me if I had ever had sex with a girl yet? I was kind of nervous to answer him, but I did, I told him that I had not.....not with a girl at least.

I had kind of expected him to act all weirded out when I said that, but instead he acted like it really piqued his interest. He then asked "with a boy?" to which I answered that not exactly either. He then just looked really confused, but I said I had jerked off with a couple of my guy friends, and that had kind of led to a little bit of light oral sex. That is when Ted surprised the shit out of me, he reached over and unzipped my shorts and pulled my dick out, and since our conversation was sexual in nature, like all 15 years olds, my dick was getting very hard. He asked how should he do it.....I could tell he wanted to, but he didn't want to do it wrong. So I just said, take it into your mouth, just make sure you dont get any teeth involved. Just lick, and suck, and go up and down with your head. Before he would do it, he asked would I do it to him after, and I said yes.

Ted took my member into his mouth and it wasn't long until I could feel I was nearing an orgasm, so I asked him to stop. I asked him to drop his pants and to my surprise, Ted had a pretty large penis for our age, at least 7 inches long. I took him into my mouth and could not get to the base, he was just too long, but in just under 2 minutes time, he busted into my mouth. His cum was the first I had tasted, that wasn't my own, since Pete in August of 1980. Ted's jism had a sweet taste that neither mine, nor Pete's had. Again, it isn't really a taste as more of a hint, a sensation of sweetness mixed with salt. He finished in my mouth and asked could he finish me off as well. He wanted to taste it, so I knew I could cum pretty quickly as I was just seconds from doing it before, so he took my cock into his mojth and within a few seconds, I was shooting ropes into his mouth. I was soon just absolutely spent

Ted let my cock fall out of his mouth, and that is when he did something, that I have not done too many times. He came up to me, and we kissed. We french kissed, it was my first time to do that, and I could taste my cum on his tongue. I dont kiss many men, but i did enjoy kissing Ted. After about 20 minutes of just talking, we both agreed that this would be our secret, but that we would both like to do it some more soon. We went back down out of the woods to his house. His big sister Janet, (Big by 1 year - she was 16) met us in the yard, wanted to know where in the hell we had ran off too? He and I both jjust looked at each other and smiled, said we had been playing football in the neighborhood on the other side of the woods. She sure as shit didn't need to know what the truth was.........but she would.

Let's fast forward almost 2 years. It is the spring (March/April-ISH) of 1982, and I am in the 7th grade. I had just turned 13 in February and had actually began puberty about 3 months prior to my 13th birthday. That was a fun night.....discovering I had actually began transforming into being a man (At least anatomically and physiologically). I was doing what I had done almost daily since my summer with Pete.....beating my meat. I knew I was getting close to puberty as I had began seeing a few little black hairs sprouting around my dick. Anyway, I was playing with myself, but this time when I climaxed, I made a mess. That was it, my first time to ejaculate. I ate it all, I had swallowed Pete when we played, so I knew I wanted to taste mine. It is something I still do to this day.

I digress, so back to the actual story. My family had moved to Alabama the year before and I made friends relatively easy. My best friend was a boy named Anthony, and Anthony had a younger brother named Christian that was just a little over 1 year younger than Anthony. So, during that spring, I was 13, but Christian was only 11, but would be 12 in June. I was spending a saturday night with my friend Anthony, and after a full day of just boys being boys, Anthony was tired and wanted to go to bed early, but myself and Christian wanted to sit up and watch Saturday Night LIve. After SNL ended, we went to his room where he wanted to show me his hidden nudie magazines.

After a few minutes of looking at some sexual contraband (Hustler and Penthouse magazines), he and I both had erections. So, almost 2 years later, I was now the master, and I knew the script to this movie. I asked Christian if he had ever jerked off before? And like me just 2 years prior, he had no idea what I was talking about. So I said I could show him and I pulled out my dick. I began to stroke it up and down and I encouraged Christian to do the same. Also like me, he realized it was feeling great, and I could tell he was really getting into it, so I decided I wanted to take a chance. I asked him if he would like a blowjob?

I knew if he didn't know what jerking off was that he would have ZERO clue as to what a blowjob was, however I did think that he would trust me......and he did. I said I could show him but we would have to keep it secret. He agreed, and I shifted over to place my head over his little dick, and I took him into my mouth. In about 20 seconds, he reached that magical moment of climax. Again, Just like me 2 years earlier, he couldn't ejaculate, but the feeling was still the same with our without the juice. He bucked back and forth and was convulsing with pleasure. I stopped blowing him, and asked him if he would give my dick a kiss as well. He was a bit reluctant, but since I had done what I did for him, he agreed. I told him he wouldn't have to do it long.

After a few minutes of him sucking me, I told him to stop and I would show him something pretty cool. So I jerked myself off to completion, and when I shot my boy-goo all out onto my stomach, Christian's eyes became the size of saucers. He said wow.....what is that? I then explained about ejaculation and that he too would have it soon.

Now Christian and I had a secret, one that we have kept to this day. He and I would jerk off together every time I would spend the weekend with his family for around a year, and one of the best memories I have is that I was watching him when had his first orgasm with cum spurting out. I never blew him again, but I wanted to taste his cum that night, however I didn't do it. He is married now with 2 grown daughters and even 1 grandchild. We still talk from time to time, but again, Our childhood SEXperimentations are not a topic of discussion.

So as you can see, I had came full circle. I was once the student, but now I was the teacher. My next installment will once again show a progression for me in my sexual journey, one that would eventually lead to me living the lie.

So, in the other two parts to the story, I told of my childhood friend, Pete, teaching me a little bit about my body. He showed me how to masturbate, but he also showed me the amazing feeling of fellatio. I was only 11 years old, and that may seem young to some, but nonetheless, it was a very fun summer. Pete and I would continue with our daily trips to the swim hole. It was not only very secluded, but we could also cool off on those south Mississippi, 100 degree, summer days.

Pete could ejaculate, and so I also learned how to actually taste it, when he let a good stream of it go onto the tip of my tongue. This made it where the semen had to go across all of my taste buds. Now this part may seem very odd to some of you, but I actually dont mind the taste. I Know some women dont like it, and a lot of it depends on the man's diet, but for the most part, there isn't a bad taste, its just.......I cant describe it with words, but its just cum. But for the most part, I really like to swallow it because I think it shows a level of intimacy with my lover. It lets them know I love them, and want to taste their seed.

Well, it wasn't long until August came and I would have to return to my parents home in another city. Pete and I would stay in touch by phone, but it got less and less. One thing I did not mention is that summer would be my last at that particular summer home, as my grandparents were building a home a few miles away. Same city, but totally different neighborhood. So, I really didn't realize it at the time, but it would be the last summer that I would ever get to hang out with Pete. But, as I said, we spoke a good bit on the phone, but really never got to hang out.

So what I am saying is that at the end of that summer, Pete and I would never share each other's touch again. A few years later though, I ran into him at a local football game. He and I talked at great length, we "hinted" about our activities, but not like we were going to go behind the gym at that school and have sex. We just basically talked about how it was still our secret. Now this was quite a few years after our time, and I was 17 at the time and had began dating girls, when he found that part out, he let me know that he was gay. He had not came out publicly about it, but that he had always knew he was gay. Therefore the things we did, it was just how he felt. He wanted boys (Or men at that time). As we parted ways that time, I promised I would always keep his secret, but that I would need him to promise to do the same for me. I was pretty sure I would be looked at badly if it had gotten out.

Now Pete was not my last boyfriend of my youth, so in my next part of the story, I will tell my tale of passing on what I was taught by Pete. However before I moved into that portion of my journey, I felt I had to first close the chapter on Pete. I have not seen him since that night at the football game. I have often wondered if he ever came out, or found love, or as morbid as this may sound, if he is even still living as so many my age are now passing on. But one thing is for sure, he was my first sexual lover. He was gentle, and he taught me so much about my body and how to make it feel good.

Well, in the first part of this story, I told you about my buddy Pete, who was a neighbor in my grandparents neighborhood during my childhood. Pete and I had went to our secret swimming hole and on that day, he taught me how to jerk off...... well, he actually jerked me off, and then proceeded to jerk his cock off as well. The feeling I got from that climax was the most amazing feeling I had experienced to date. So, of course I had to try it again. Later that same night, I took my bath, and I done it to myself. Dammmmmnnnnnn, that feeling. We all know how it feels to orgasm, but just try your best to think back to the first time(s) you actually experienced it. What a wonderful memory.

So, the next day was the day that my grandfather wanted us to mow his lawn. My grandfather would always hire Pete to help me. He did this so that Pete would have a little spending money so that he could go to the movies, or skating, or anything else we wanted to do over the weekend. Of course, mowing the lawn in 1980 in south Mississippi was a very hot chore, so naturally, I would suggest to Pete that we go swimming afterwards right? Naturally.

We didn't take the horse this time, we just hiked in on foot as it wasn't really that far. As the day before, we both stripped down and I immediately asked Pete could we jack off again. He was hoping I would say that he said, so we just lay on the creek bank slow stroking. That is when Pete stopped me, and said something to me that I will never forget. He said "Would you like me to kiss your dick?" He said he had saw it in a magazine, a lady was doing it to a man, so he thought it would feel good. He suggested he do it to me, and then I could do it to him.

Now this was all so new to me, I honestly could not see anything wrong with the idea. In fact it excited me. So I agreed and Pete scooted close to me on bank and started by rubbing my little member, then he licked the head, and then just swallowed it to the base. That feeling of a hot, wet mouth engulfing my tiny dick was even more exhilarating than the feeling of the day before's masturbation lesson. This was something that I still remember the sensation of to this day. It would not take long for me to reach orgasm again, as all this was new to me, the feeling would just overwhelm me and I climaxed really quickly. The head of my penis is very sensitive after orgasm, so I had to stop him from sucking me, as it was a little bit uncomfortable, and since I had no ejaculate at that time, Pete had not known that I had actually came.

My turn...... My heart, still racing from the orgasm I had just experienced, was feeling like it was about to leap out of my chest. I leaned over and licked him from his balls to that well defined, mushroom head of his cock. Pete just rocked back his head and asked me to take it into my mouth, so I was happy to oblige. As I described yesterday, Pete's organ was way bigger than mine since he was in puberty, so i could not take him all the way to his base, but I had him loving the feeling anyway. I Had no idea what I was doing, but i know what Pete had done to me, so I tried to replicate it. I let my tongue swirl around the head of his cock, and almost instinctually (Not really since this was my very first time to ever blow a guy), I could tell by Pete's movements when I was doing it right.

Like me, Pete would not take long to cum. I could feel his ball sack tightening up as his body prepared for orgasm. He began to buck and that thick, milky juice he has shot into my mouth with a violent eruption. I can still remember how amazingly HOT the stuff was as it spashed the back of my mouth and tongue. I also distinctually remember it didn't really have a taste, I could tell there was a saltiness to it, but as for an actual flavor, I could not really taste any real flavor to it. Now in later life I found out that was because it all went to the back of my mouth and tongue and there are no taste buds there, so I just felt the heat, and got the hint of salt from Pete's young seed.

As we stopped our little experimenting session, we laid on th the small sandbar and caught our breath. After about 20 minutes, we decided it was time to actually swim, so we took a little cold plunge in that spring fed swim hole. Pete would again tell me that we really needed to keep what we did a secret, that we could get into trouble for it. I agreed of course, but I certainly hoped we would continue our fun.

I hope you like these two entries, and there is a lot more to tell, but will keep those for later entries. I will close by saying that Pete and I had a wonderful summer. We learned a lot about each other, as definitely a lot about our bodies. I cannot begin to re-tell all the rest of the encounters, those first 2 times just really stick out in my brain, while the rest just seem to run together as summer fun that neither wanted to end. However I will tell you a little bit more about Pete, and how our summer would come to close.

I have been wanting to tell my story for years. I have never found the correct place or time. I think I am there now. I hope you will enjoy this tale of a journey that isn't finished yet.

I will start out by saying this. I am today, a very closeted off, bisexual male. Why i am so in the closet will be made known through many blog posts, but for now just know that I am married, and I would not be married if the wife knew I was bisexual.

My sexual life began at the age of 11. Seems young, but for boys its not really. We begin masturbation around that age and that is exactly where this story will start. I had a friend in my grandparents neighborhood, lets call him Pete, and he was 13 years old, but in that neighborhood, we were the onlly 2 boys so we hung out all the time during the summer months. I had a horse, and we would both ride in the woods and explore all over.

One day we had been riding and we decided it was too hot, so we wanted to take a swim. We went to our secret swim hole, which was not much more than a deep spot in a small ditch, but it was completely spring fed so the water was clean and cold, and so secluded that I dont even think birds knew we were there. We always skinny dipped, so we stripped down. But on this day, Pete acted a little different. His dick was hard and erect for one thing, and so far that had not been that way in other times we had seen each other naked. He saw me looking at it, and he asked if I had ever seen a guy jack off before?

I had no fucking idea what jacking off was, but I was mesmerized by how big his dick looked. I was 11, and had not reached puberty, so my dick was still very small, but Pete was in puberty, and his dick was growing, and was so much bigger than mine. I wanted to watch it more, so not knowing what Jacking Off was, I still said yes. He showed me.....boy, did he show me. He stroked his dick, which looking back was probably about 4 inches, but compared to my 2 inches, it looked huge. He stroked it and I really liked how it looked. I was also a little taken aback by the ffact that he had hair around his dick, but i didn't. He said mine would come soon, and he kept stroking for me to watch.

But then....he did something I was not expecting at all. He reached over and started stroking my little penis for me. He literally told me, lean back and let him do it since he knew how. In just a couple minutes, I had reached a climax. Now being pre-pubescent, I could not ejaculate, but I could climax and that was the first time I had ever felt anything like that. When i had stopped convulsing, he asked did I like that? and of course, that was as resounding yes..... He then said watch me finish.

As he stroked his cock, he would look at me and smile, he said I would like how it ends. In what seemed like hours, but was probably only seconds, he began to arch his back and this lovely juice shot out of his dick. It was not piss, it was white and milky and looked thick as fuck. He told me that when i got a little older, I too would shoot semen like that. We both then swam a little while longer, and then got dressed.

Pete looked at me as we got back on my horse, and he said we needed to keep what we did a secret. I agreed, but at that time, I wasn't quite sure why. But I knew I would't tell anyone.

More about Pete and our summer of 1980 in the next blog entry. Please tell me if you like what I have written. This isn't fantasy, this is how it happened.