True Story (first Gay Experience)

[pullupthepeople]

@Bootyful any updates? We miss you!

 

[Vanadus creek]

This thread is useless. Everything gets deleted.... The thing is, you can find ton shit of his naked pics on Google

 

[outthere92]

Whereabouts are his naked photos? haha

 

[HazelH]

good

 

[HazelH]

More?

 

[monak80]

amazing story m, shall we expect the next posts?

 

[Adam-reborn]

hey guys sorry its been a while. Lots of big changes in my life.

This one won't be story based but thought I'd just update you.

Yes, I fucked twice more. It was hot, but not as good as Raph.

When I went back home, Joao and I started being more casually nude around each other, sharing the bed a bit more and jerking off together more frequently.

He threw another one of his infamous parties. All the usual characters were there, and some of my footy mates joined us again.

Music was pumping, alcohol flowing, people getting high on weed and MDMA.

The ginger guy and Joao had a falling out so he wasn't there, but a bevvy of J's other little twinks were there fawning all over him.

Raph showed up when I was already high and walking around with just my undies on at midnight.

I was sitting chatting to the footy boys and some the dancer girls for J's clique, all in various states of undress themselves, when Raph walked through the back door and saw me. I think it'd been a while since we'd spoken (just, life you know) and he forgot for a moment my context I guess...that I wasn't really...I dunno.. gay? Out? to my mates...

He walked right over, gave a few of the girls a kiss on the cheek, said g'day to the boys and loudly goes, "Hello, stranger!" to me as he sat on my lap straddling me.

I had a brief moment of self-consciousness and panic, but then the drugs in my system took over and I just felt this wave of affection towards him. He leant in and kissed me, sending blood straight to my cock. He whispered in my ear that he was hoping for a repeat of the last party and I got a full boner. It didn't help that I could feel his perfect, fat ass cheeks cradling my shaft, right between them.

He went to go stand up and I grabbed him.

"Don't you dare stand up after giving me that!"

"What? This?" He clenched his ass cheeks.

"yes, that!"

He pushed to stand up and I held him there until he jabbed me in the ribs (im hella ticklish) and I let him go.

His departure revealed my wood and patch of precum that had formed on my tighty-whiteys. One of my mates looked at me. He hadn't been at the last party and the others had been pretty tight-lipped about what went on other than "smashing heaps of chicks" and "lesbian action".

"Duuuuude! What the fuck!" He let out that high pitched laugh mates do when the revert to teenagers, "You're either high AF or secretly gay". TBH I didn't actually care....but was still a bit like...awkward.

"Mate, leave him alone. Look where you are." Ivan slapped him in the chest hard. He was a good guy and had a gay younger brother.

Marika, one of the dancer girls leant in closely to the other guy and said, "Honey, everyone here is secretly gay. Probably even you."

Another of the girls and Ivan spoke in unison, "definitely you!". The timing cut the tension and everyone had a laugh.

Marika stood up and came and sat on my lap. She was a slight build, small perfect tits, but stunningly beautiful. One of those girls just very in her body. She was some form of somatic sex therapist or something.

She was also Raph's best friend, so she definitely knew the situation.

"I for one think its sexy when a guy can see beauty in everyone." She traced her hand down my chest and stomach, getting to my waistband. She mouthed to me "You okay?" and I nodded, but was also super turned on.

It was weirdly hot how she stepped in to defend me, and Raph, and but the other dude in his place.

"Want to really put him in his place?"

I nodded again.

She very obviously pulled my waist band back, making it known to the others she was looking at my cock.

"Fuck. Now that is a cock!"

The boys looked over, obviously enjoying the show. Marika stood, up, continuing to pull my underwear down. A long rope of precum was still attached to my undies.

She looked over at my mate that had made the comment and said, "Get yours out. I want to compare".

He went bright red. I'd seen him in the change room at footy. He wasn't packing much. I kinda enjoyed the moment.

"Didn't think so" she said dryly. She looked around at the other lads, smirks on their faces, the dancers sitting around them.

"And what about you boys? Brave enough? Toxic masculinity shit and body repression doesn't belong here."

Ivan was the first to drop his pants. Then Matt. They both were keen to impress the girls haha.

I was by far the biggest in the group, with Ivan second, being an inch shorter but just has fat. Marika had been eyeing him all night, but that topped it off for her haha. She went and sat on his lap and turned to the mouthy guy...."go get me a drink!". He didn't say anything and got up to get it. Ivan laughed and winked at me. He had already started getting hard.
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The night progressed and I found Joao in his usual spot on the couch, smoking a spliff with two young blonde guys pawing at him. He had a semi, but he didn't seem too interested. We chatted for a bit when I noticed in the corner this giant of a man, dark as midnight. I realised it was the same guy from the gym showers.

"Who's that?" I gestured in his direction. He was chatting to Raph, whos eyes kept darting over to me. I couldnt tell if he wanted me to leave him alone or he was hoping I'd notice.

J pushed one of the twinks heads out of the way and looked.

"Oh that's Gilbert. Met him while you were away. We were chatting on grindr and I invited him to the party. Seems like a nice guy".

I walked over to them and put my arm around Raph. Gilbert looked me up and down. He blatantly paused and turned his head to check out my ass.

"Hey bruv, you go to my gym!" Despite his demeanour, i was shocked by the thick british accent that came out of his mouth, and just how friendly he seemed.

"yeah, I think I saw you the other week".

"You did. I'd recognise that ass anywhere mate. Bloody behemoth!" he said with a chuckle. Raph raised an eyebrow, and then stood closer to me. Was that jealousy?

Gilbert looked down at my cock, dangling between my legs. He glanced at Raph and said, "Mate, if I'd known you were gay I would've had a crack at the gym. I thought you were straight!" He let out a huge laugh.

"Ha... yeah, errrm...." I still didn't quite know what to label or how to explain myself. I think I had mostly just accepted I liked sex with dudes and if I didn't think of the label I was fine. And, tbh, noone in this enrionment gave a flying fuck what you did.

Raph cut in..."He is. Straight..." he wrapped a hand around my shaft, "most of the time."

Gilbert looked at us both quizzically for a moment and then just seemed to accept whatever was happening.

"Cool Bruvs! Hey, I'm gunna go chat to Joao for a bit. Catch ya's!"

He walked over to Joao and joined him on the couch. One of the twinks hopped onto his lap, wearing nothing but a jock. The four of them chatted for a bit and started making out.

I turned my attention to Raph and smiled.

"So you said you were hoping a repeat of the last party?"

Raph broke out into a big grin.

"well," I said, "I'm pretty sure that started with you on you knees and my cock down your throat".

Without missing a beat, he dropped to his knees and wrapped his lips and tongue around the head of my glistening cock.

He slid down, taking it all in to the back of his throat and I let out a moan that was heard even above the music and chatter.

Joao glanced over and looked at me, then turned away, which I thought was weird. Usually he'd smile or give me a thumbs up or something. Instead, he turned his attention to the young blonde guy chatting to him, and pulled his head down to his own semi hard dick.

Raph started sucking on my balls, pressing me up against the wall. I half sat on the window sill (the shutters were closed ) and let him work his magic.

I looked around at the familiar site of all the bodies hitting the part in the night where boundaries disolved. Matt was across the room, getting blown by one of the dancers. We locked eyes for a moment and he just gave me a nod.

I could only see Ivans back; he was balls deep in Marika, pinning her against the wall, another guy, one of Joao's straight friends stroking next to them.

I grabbed Raph by the face and pulled him up and started kissing him. I could taste my own precum in his mouth. I sat down in the chair next to us and pulled him down on to me.

He quickly got up and removed his pants, reveal only a jockstrap. He was prepared. I marvelled at his ass before he sat back down on my crotch. He wrested the head right at the entrance of his hole as he rocked back and forward. I new I hadn't entered him, but honestly his ass checks themselves were wrapped around the first two inches of my dick. He moaned as my head pushed against his hole.

By this stage, with the combination of his saliva and my buckets of precum, I was ready to go for it. Once he got the head in and adjusted (I still loved that feeling), I guided him down the rest of the way.

we both simultaneously let out a moan once he got down to my balls, pressingly firmly against his fat ass. He'd put on a bit of weight since I last saw him, but I actually preferred it. Somehow, his ass was even bigger.

He started riding my dick, up and down. He was rolling his hips to the music, and his dick was started to pop out from his jock. I grabbed it and started stroking.

I decided I wanted to have more thrust power, and really wanted to smash his cheeks. I lifted him up and laid his back on the couch. He wrapped his legs not quite over my shoulders, more around my chest as he was half folded on the couch. I was able to get much deeper in and started smashing his hole. He was letting out high moans.

I could feel a bit of a crowd behind me. Joao appeared at the side of the couch, his giant dick at eye level. He gently grabbed Raph by the hair, and then shoved his cock in his mouth. I was a bit shocked at first, but it actually made me even hornier hearing Raph gag as he tried to take J's cock and mine at the same time.

J pulled out and ten just nudged me and said, "Swap".

Without thinking, I pulled out and let Joao take my position. He grabbed his dick, which still not fully hard and pushed into Raph. He let out a mighty gasp, which provoked both jealousy and horniness in me. He started fucking Raph like the time i walked in on them. I put my dick in Raph's mouth and he tried his best to give me attention, but the sheer size and force of Joao inside him wouldn't let him. Joao started sweating, doing full, deep strokes into Raph. He looked at me with this strange mixture of comradery, defiance, and....hurt? I stuck my dick down Raph's throat again and he pushed back on Joao to ease up.

"Swap!" Joao barked again, pulling out and pushing me back towards Raph's ass.

Raph seemed to be in heaven. When I slid back inside him, i could definitely feel he was...looser. I locked at J's giant cock, still not the hardest I'd ever seen it. Fuck that guy I thought.

All of a sudden I could feel someone behind me. Really close behind me. He leant up against me and I could feel someones dick against my ass.

It was Gilbert. He started playing with my ass and then leant over me, copying my thrusts as he began kissing my neck.

My whole body started to feel with electricty as I ploughed harder into Raph, my ass reverberated against Gilbert rock hard, giant dick.

Joao was still getting head off Raph, and watching me and Gilbert. Again, his face seemed be displaying 100 different emotions...when I saw the face that happens just before he loses his shit after keeping something pent up.

WTF is going on?! I thought.

Joao all of a sudden stands upright and moves to my side. He grabbed Gilbert and pushed him off me.

"What the fuck are you doing? He's straight. He's not into that! Find someone else to fuck!"

Gilbert, pretty drunk by this stage and much more muscular than Joao, pushed him back, and resumed his position behind me, this time trying to insert the head of his cock into my hole, causing me to stand up in suprise.

Joao went at him again "I said get the fuck away!" and pushed Gilbert again.

In a flash Gilbert drew himself to his full height and threw a punch.

Due to his intoxication and Joao's reflexes (though he was drunk too) to punch didn't quite land with full effect, but it was still connected, causing Joao to stumble back

I stood up and quickly stood between them.
"What the fuck dude!" I shouted at Gilbert....poor Raph in a bit of daze.

We must have been a site. All three of us naked, hard, me getting pressed between them.

Like typical footy boys, my mates who weren't balls deep in someone rushed to us and pulled them apart. Even Marika and Ivan got involved.

Joao was raging and on the verge of tears. I also knew he never backs down.

"dude go to your room!" I looked at Marika "take him to his room!"

Marika and Sarina grabbed Joao and pulled him away. Having the girls there seemed to take him down a level and retreated his room.

Ivan, myself, one of my other mates and even two of the twinks kinda cornered Gilbert who also seemed to flip the switch back the other way. It was like the punch was more reflexive than intentional. He actually seemed embarrassed. He quickly grabbed his stuff and left.

I stood there dazed for a moment, when Raph (who had been on the couch this whole time haha) grabbed my leg to pull me closer.

Not gunna lie, I wanted to finish....but I was concerned about J.

"I'll be back...just gunna check on J..."

@Bootyful Hey mate, hope you are well. I am sure there are many of us who would love to read how things are going.
Cheers!

 

[rbfrka12]

So no more update?

 

[AllDixNeedLuv69]

my first time wont post for various reasons--but as got older i never really hid the fact i was gay---growing up in the 80s i didnt realize gay men and women had it so rough--i guess i just hung around the right guys that didnt worry about it or even messed around with them because they were horny and needed to release some pressure their girlfriends wouldnt do---
so if open minded and wanna chat one on one then message me--

 

[Dark Horse]

Will keep you posted on updates if you're interested.

Hot fucking story.

 

[42Strangelove]

I think the circumstances are too fantastical to all be true. But very well-written

 

[barry6290]

Thanks for the encouragement guys

What do you want to hear more of?

More encounters were Raph?
The last party we had?
The growing bromosexual relationship with J? Haha

Think you can tell us how things are going for you? An epilogue perhaps?

 

[youseefhasan]

.

 

[rbfrka12]

It’s been a year so I guess @Bootyful has no more plan for further stories. Anyway it’s still my fap material.

 

[Itsmeandyou]

Hot

 

[Shyboy44044]

Amazing, waiting for the rest

 

[Hoult]

I’ll get another story out in next few days

I’ll get another story out in next few days

God! I am addicted.

 

[Hoult]

Hello lads - here's my first ever time - London 1985 - true and in 3 parts - here's 1

I sort of knew what I was doing,I only was 19. I was on the tube to a remote North London station to meet up with my former music teacher, who had just moved down to London from the school he’d taught me at having been ‘retired’ slightly unexpectedly at the young age of 39… there were rumors of disorderly behavior and drunkenness surrounding his departure.
I hadn’t seen Antony for many months. We had become friends as well as teacher and pupil as we both shared a real passion for music and he had introduced me to a wide range of it. It started when he heard me playing jazz records at night in my room at school and he’d invited me to have a coffee and listen to his records in his flat. I’d then been to see him increasingly often to hear his amazing collection. We were both really into it.
One night he’d invited me there and I could tell he was a little bit drunk, not really obviously, but he was more chatty than usual and though we listened to music he was going on about things, and mentioned another lad at school he knew I was friends with, and soon he was talking a lot about him. This guy, Steve, was a really handsome lad of my own age, 17, and he hung out with me a lot. I was probably in love with him. Obviously, Antony rather liked him…. and suddenly he asked me
‘You play rugby with Steve, don’t you? … you must have seen him in the shower?’
‘Errr… yes.’
‘Bet he’s got a big cock… right?’
I was pretty taken aback by this but I had to admit I’d noticed that Steve was quite hung.
‘I think so…’
‘Mmmm.’ Antony smiled and looked straight at me.
Then he went off to get a glass and poured me some wine.
‘Cheers!’
‘Thanks, sir…’ I wasn’t sure I should be drinking with a member of staff but he encouraged me
‘Don’t worry, one glass won’t kill you!’
I drank up. Antony put some more music on and relaxed into his chair, legs spread. He was a big guy, chunky, and seemed quite chilled that night.
I got up to put the glass in the kitchen and came back, past his chair. As I did so, I felt his hand on my arse. He cupped the cheek firmly. No one had ever done that. I moved away instinctively and made a sort of embarrassed excuse…
‘Sorry, sir…’
‘No problem… just wanted a feel.’
My young heart was racing.
I sat down and we listened to a bit more music; nothing in Antony’s face betrayed the slightest awareness of the fact that he’d just groped me.
I was too shocked and scared to say anything, and sat, my thoughts falling over each other as I considered what had happened.
The teacher seemed sleepy and indeed, after a few minutes, I noticed he had nodded off. His legs were still spread wide and I was sure I could see the outline of his hard cock in his pants. I was aroused, to be honest, but also scared.

Good sense prevailed and I decided to let myself out of his flat quietly so as not to wake him up.

The next few days I watched my teacher as we had classes and there was nothing to show he remembered the evening. I continued to come to listen to music with him. He never made another move. I put it down to him being a bit drunk, and as he never seemed drunk again the whole event seemed to be forgotten. However, I did notice he slightly reduced the frequency of his invitations to his rooms. But I had ‘A’ levels to concentrate on and the year sped to its conclusion.

I’d left school that summer, and found a place in a college in London, where I was sharing digs with a couple of girls out in the suburbs. I was really into my work and spent little time at home, but one night I got a phone call from Antony: he was in London now, and was just moving to a new house in north London. He was having a sort of house-warming party and wanted to see if I fancied coming.
I knew little about him leaving the school, in the form of rumors from not terribly trustworthy sources. In any case, I was a lot more self-confident since I’d left home and so I accepted the invitation.
So there I was, on the Northern line, with a bottle of wine in my rucksack and it seemed to be taking ages to get there. I barely thought about clothes and was, as usual, dressed in cheap jeans and a t-shirt with a tatty denim jacket. It was the middle 1980’s.

Eventually, I got to my stop and walked the short distance to Antony’s new house. It was in a modern building, and I rang the front doorbell.
A man I’d never seen before opened the door. He was a handsome guy – short, and a bit stocky with shaved hair and a cheery smile. He looked me up and down and said

‘Must be Chuck?’

‘That’s me’

‘I’m Ian – Antony said you’d be here soon – come on in’

I went in, following Ian up the stairs to the flat. I took in his bum in his 501s. Solid, chunky and very near my face as I made my way up. How old must he be? 30? 40?
‘Great you made it, Chuck’ said Antony. He was wearing a cook’s apron and seemed really happy to see me. I was relieved. He looked really well; he’d lost a little weight and his hair was really short and smart. Handsome even. He kept his eyes on me…

The guys made me very welcome. The flat was practically unfurnished but there were a sofa and a dining table and we sat around it. Antony was a great cook and the food was delicious. There was wine and we got through two bottles fast.

I was really relaxed.

I was sort of aware that I was being slightly checked out by Ian. This made me feel quite good. As the room was quite warm, he took off his shirt and revealed a nice chest under his t-shirt. Big nipples.

I went for a piss and noticed there was only one bedroom. The room was empty apart from a big futon and I guessed it was Antony’s.
There were dessert and more wine. We listened to some music of course. Ian seemed as into it as we were. It was like old times. Antony and Ian sat side by side on the sofa, and I made myself comfortable on a cushion on the floor.

Eventually, I looked at my watch. It was midnight.
‘Oh hell, it’s really late…’
‘Want to get the tube?’ asked Ian.
‘Too late. Missed the last one’ said Antony.
‘It’s Saturday tomorrow – why not crash here?’ said Ian, looking directly at Antony.
‘That’s good of you guys’ I thanked them.
‘There’s a sleeping bag I can offer you - and if you don’t mind dossing on the floor here you’re welcome to stay. We have breakfast in the fridge.’
So there I was a wide-eyed northerner in some weird bit of north London. The two guys disappeared upstairs and I finally and suddenly realized that Ian was more than just a friend of Antony’s. I was very naïve and had never seen a couple of guys ‘together’ in that way.
They’d chucked me a rather old sleeping bag, and when they were gone I slipped out of my jeans and climbed into it. I zipped up.
The floor was a bit hard, but eventually, I managed to get into a good position on my front and fell asleep.
In my wine-fuelled, woozy sleep I started to dream... The dreams were kind of horny, and I had images of Ian’s chunky arse cheeks, his nipples, and the button fly of his jeans bulging in front of me. Antony was in the dream too - opening his shirt and undoing his belt to reveal a well-filled pair of boxer shorts, a hard cock jutting out… the taste of his slippery knob pushing into my mouth, and the feeling of other hands reaching into my underpants to cradle my balls and work my own boy-shaft hard….
‘Steady lad, don’t make me cum yet… just getting into it….’
The voice was clear. It wasn’t in a dream. It was close in my ear, a warm tongue exploring there. Suddenly, I was awake.
My sleeping bag was open and I was lying on my back. The big shape of Antony was kneeling over my chest, and his fully erect penis was in my mouth. I stared right up and Ian was standing facing Antony with his cock deep in Antony’s throat. My own underpants were in the middle of the floor and my own cock was hard as a rock, oozing precum and throbbing.
‘Hey Chuck, take his cock again, you’re good at it….’ said Ian.
I was completely stunned by the situation I was in and all my sensible instincts told me to struggle free and get off the floor. But before I could, Antony grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock deep into my mouth again and I gagged, it was a massive shaft and I had never tasted anything so big. What the two older guys didn’t know was this was my absolutely first time with a man, woman or anything other than my own innocent wanking fantasies. I was a clueless virgin and was being used hard on my first time by two considerably older men in the privacy of their home.
But I must have had some abilities as a first time cock-sucker as Antony started to buck and writhe as I swallowed good and hard on his cock. The feeling of a man’s penis, fully erect, sliding over my tongue, was wonderful. I pressed my lips around the shaft, the knob, exposed by my rolling the foreskin back with my efforts a large fruit between my teeth. I took great care not to bite…
Then Ian took a rest from fucking his partner’s mouth. He went around behind him and knelt down at my feet. I felt his mouth swallowing my tight young balls deep. It felt brilliant. He slurped his tongue around the base of my cock, a mere six inches, but as hard as iron, and started to tour the base of my knob under the foreskin. Then he lifted my arse off the floor and Antony got off me. The two guys obviously wanted something more.
‘Get a look at the sweet arse on him’ said Ian
‘Yes. One of his best qualities…. Had my hands on it ages ago…’ said Antony
‘Turn over kid…’ Ian told me
I obeyed. I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was new to all of this weird and almost out of body experience.
‘Ian told me he wants to rim your sweet hole’ Antony whispered in my ear
‘What’s rim?’ I managed
‘This’ came the voice from behind me. Immediately I felt the wonderful feeling of a man’s stubble at my arse, deep between my big cheeks, and then the sensation I have since learned to love so much, a tongue probing into my tight, expectant, twitching arsehole.
‘I’ve wanted your hole too forever since I first set eyes on your big arse in school, and now I’m seeing it get what you always deserved…. And there’s more to come… just wait. I want to get my penis deep in your boy-hole Chuckie’ Antony continued in my ear. ‘Ian is just preparing you for it.
And Ian certainly knew how to do that. He pulled my cheeks apart as he pushed his hard tongue inside. I felt tense and nervous, but he slapped my big arse cheeks and said
‘Relax, kid. You’re going to need to be really relaxed…’
Then I felt something cold and sticky at my hole. It felt like jelly.
‘This will help take his monster. It’s not easy, I know all about it….’
I felt fingers massaging deep into my arse hole, pushing the jelly up inside me. Then Antony got up and lifted Ian away from my arse.
‘Bloody hell, Ian, I always wanted to fuck this young man’ Antony said.
‘Take him easy…’ Ian suggested
But he started right off. Immediately I felt my hole tighten instinctively as the big firm head of Antony’s cock pushed against it. I cried out. It was staggeringly painful. My hole was tight and resisted every thrust Antony made. I pulled up and tried to get out from under his grip, but couldn’t.
‘Hey, kid, relax. Stay still. Once I’m deep inside you-you're gonna be fine…’ Antony growled. ‘Get the poppers, Ian.’
He held me down firmly. I couldn’t move under him and then I saw Ian go to the kitchen and the fridge door opening. Soon he was back with a small bottle. He opened it and put it under my nose.
‘Breathe this in. It’ll really help you. Antony isn’t going to give up until he is really fucking your hole, kiddo, so get used to it.’
I was a bit scared but had little choice than to inhale deeply.
Almost immediately things changed. The room started to spin. I took another big lung full of the odor…
‘Steady, Chuck’ Ian pulled the bottle from me.
My arse hole seemed to open up. I was amazingly turned on. I shouted out
‘Fuck me deep. Deep inside me. I want it. I’ve wanted it for ages…. ‘
Antony was laughing
‘Yeah and now you’re getting it. I’m halfway up inside you now Chuckie. You can beg for every inch of the first fuck of your life’
I hadn’t even noticed that my arsehole, so tight and unavailable a moment ago, had allowed this man’s massive cock to get so far inside.
‘I wanna try him’ said Ian, inhaling from the bottle.
‘Wait’ snapped Antony.
He started to drive in deeper. Ian held the bottle at my nose and I found I was taking Antony all the way down to his balls.
‘Fuck, you sexy little bitch-whore’ shouted Antony
‘Fill his arse up’ said Ian
‘I’m gonna…’ cried out Antony
And he heaved over me, shuddering and shouting. I felt an amazing warm flood of semen fill me deeply. But Antony quickly and tersely pulled out, his hard cock dripping cum over my face and chest and Ian was behind me.
‘You’re such a gorgeous lad….’ Ian told me. He was far more gentle with me, but his shorter, thick cock stretched me. His thrusting was lubed by the jelly and by the cum of his partner, who by now was watching us from the sofa, panting.

Were you really raped? Did it affect you negatively in any way?

 

[kudoz]

Were you really raped? Did it affect you negatively in any way?

probably for a few seconds as I woke up and realsied what was going on I was shocked and even maybe resisted. However, I soon found I was loving it all. All that attention for ayoung man, as I was, was great. I met up with all these guys over the years since and we are good mates. Antony calmed down a deal, which was good - and I can't say this affected me negatively. I love sex!

 

[Hoult]

probably for a few seconds as I woke up and realsied what was going on I was shocked and even maybe resisted. However, I soon found I was loving it all. All that attention for ayoung man, as I was, was great. I met up with all these guys over the years since and we are good mates. Antony calmed down a deal, which was good - and I can't say this affected me negatively. I love sex!

I am sorry for prying, but it is a very interesting topic. You never confronted them? They never apologised? It's hard for to imagine. even if you liked it at the end, it still happened against your will, but may be someones gotta be in that situation to really see how one would ultimately feel.
honestly i want their to be repercussions for doing that.