I felt a rush of excitement and tingling in my spine as I greeted him.
It was just me and him on the street that evening. I must admit, I was quite tempted but being around my friends with all the bravado and stuff, we all ended up swearing at him and said no.Ī few weeks later, I ran into him again. Once he told us that if any of us was brave enough to let him suck on our penises, that his mouth would spurt out a bunch of money and that we'd all be rich. He always got us to take him outside a women's clothing shop and he'd say dirty stuff to the ladies as they entered and left. He had a scraggly beard, blind in one eye, was in a wheelchair, etc. My friends and I befriended an old man at a park once. Nice! I remember one gay experience I had as a young teenager. That was only my first of many such gay encounters. I rolled them into the bushes and finished my walk. He collapsed on top of his ****** friend and I quickly finished them both off. That's when I brought the cinder block down on his head, hard. I came right up behind the man standing so that I could have reached out and touched him. His friend didn't take any notice as his eyes were tightly closed. I slowed and approached the standing man from behind. Now, I'm not gay but I slowed my pace down to watch. I realized there was another man blowing him. But as I got closer I started hearing strange grunts and sucking sounds. I figured maybe he was drunk and just peeing in the bushes, so I started to walk quieter so I wouldn't disturb him. Now, I'm straight but I have to say that it was a really nicely shaped ass for a man and I took notice.
As I got closer I realized his pants were down around his ankles and I could see his ass. I was about 50 yards or so up this path when I noticed a man standing off the side of the path apparently staring into the woods. Well my first gay experience happened like this: