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How can you tell?Growing up in an ultra conservative town made what I was feeling at age 13 like an outcast. I had been taught that I should be interested in girls. And for a while I tried but always ended up in just the friend zone. I was undersized for my age, in every category, from my height, muscles, and my cock. I was skinny, pale skinned, with long white blonde hair and from time to time was mistaken for being a girl from behind. Needless to say, I wasn’t very athletic besides being good at running. I had to be because I was an easy target for getting beat up. I wasn’t tough, all it took was one punch and I was down for the count. So my dilemma began when I watched my first porn at a friend’s house during a sleepover. He had gotten it from the gas station/food Mart/video store by switching the VHS tape with another box cover. I can’t recall the name of the video but I do recall seeing my first man’s penis and how perfect it looked. I remember vividly how this blonde with big hair slurped and sucked on his long hard shaft. His hairy tan body glistening with sweat as he pounded this girl until he pulled out to spew his creamy white cum all over her tanlined tits. It made me so hard.My friend and I masturbated all night to the video. Our shirts were soaked from us ejaculated into them ….to avoid making a mess. I found myself wondering what it’d be like having a cock in my ass as I watched this guy stuff his appendage deep into the girl’s backside. My friend was saying how hot the girl was and yes, she did get erect but when I imagined being her and getting barebacked bahis siteleri canlı it was extra stimulating for me. I found the my ejaculations were more intense and it made me tingle all over. When we finished, we promised not tell anyone or else he’d beat me up….some friend right?So one day after school, a guy who was in 9th grade invited me over to his house. I knew of him but really didn’t know much about him except he lived just a few blocks away from me. I didn’t feel comfortable saying yes but I did out of nothing better to do. We walked and talked about how school sucked. Brett, the 9th grader, was much taller than me, he was skinny like me and was pastey white too but he had long dark hair and wore thick dark rim glasses. He had really bad acne and didn’t seem to have many friends. We entered his house and got two pops out of his fridge before heading to his basement. We hung out and played Atari for about thirty minutes. I wasn’t very good but enjoyed playing since I wasn’t allowed to have an Atari. We played combat on different settings. We were laying on the carpet playing talking trash when Brett needed to go take a piss. He left and I continued to play. I was feeling comfortable hanging out with Brett. Brett returned and we played for a few more minutes. Then unexpectedly, Brett said I needed to go before his mom came home from work…. I was informed that she didn’t like Brett having friends over without a parent being home. But just before heading upstairs Brett said, “I want to show you something!” He said it in an excited tone and I wasn’t casino oyna expecting ….when he pulled out his long slender cock. I stood there and gazed at how much pubic hair he had and the small tip at the end of his penis looked at me almost smiling. He stood there with his pants down around his ankles and held his balls as his shaft bounced up and down as it filled with blood. It seemed to keep growing as he gently rubbed it to it’s full potential. I stared intently and a warm sensation came over me. I was aroused, confused, and scared all at once. My dear took over and I said, “I better run!” In a very excited nervous tone. I quickly turned away to hide my embarrassment and my buldge in my pants, ran up the stairs and out of the house. I ran home as fast as I could. That night I played what had happened in my mind over and over. I lay under my covers in my bedroom. I slipped my tiny white underwear off me and began touching myself as I thought about Brett. I wondered what I should say to him the next day at school…still, I got so turned on by what I had seen. I was getting close to climax when I heard a soft tap on my open window screen. I looked over and there was Brett looking directly at me. The covers on my bed were pushed down and he could easily see me in the moonlight that illuminated my naked body. I can’t explain why …maybe because I was at home and felt safe… but I continued to rub myself and let Brett watch me as I let out a very soft moaning as cum erupted out of me. It spurted out further than ever with Brett’s eyes watching me. My body jerked canlı casino siteleri softly as it convulsed with every pump of my cum leaving my frail body. A sweat broke over my body as I stood up and crept quietly over to my window. I was feeling very relaxed and confident in that moment. I smiled and asked Brett if he liked what he saw as I lifted the screen up. Brett didn’t say a word and I noticed his body moving. I looked down and saw Brett was jerking off, his jeans were unbuttoned and his cock was looking up at me. I had to wipe saliva from the corner of my mouth. Then Brett stopped stroking, his cock erect pointed up at me. “Touch it.” He said softly. I leaned out and Brett took my wrist down. I touched it just barely. Gobs of thick goo poured out over onto my fingers. I pulled on his stick until it stopped quivering in my hand. Brett had braced himself against my house as he looked directly at me. I saw the beads of sweat on his face as his dark hair was somewhat matted down on his face. I was aware that in this moment, I was doing something bad or at least my conscience was telling me but I couldn’t stop what had been done. I examined the cum on my fingers and without hesitation, licked the salty fluid. It was bitter and I’m sure Brett saw my reaction of my sour look. But the way he looked at me…it made me feel excited, sexy. I slurped up the rest and swallowed. Brett fumbled to button himself up and without a word…he left. I saw him slip away into the shadows. I tiptoed back to bed and didn’t fall asleep for some time until fatigue set in.I awoke the next day extremely groggy and pain coursed through my sore body. The prior evening felt almost as if it was just a dream but there I was naked under my sheets, my window screen was open, my cock fully erect, and why did my ass hurt so much…….
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