I found out a while ago I can perform autofellatio. Yeah....I've cummed and ate it as well. I was bored as fuck one winter day and I was like fuck, I wonder what it's like for those girls that take loads and eat it. So I went in my bathroom and laid on my back...and started jerking. After a few times of doing that (for whatever reason, I did it again and again in the following weeks), I for whatever fucking reason, wanted to blow myself. So I got in to position and and used my legs to push off of my sink counter and walla. It's not like I can literally blow myself, but I can get it in there..... I've been trying to stop because I feel like it's a weird thing to do and because I don't want to strain anything while being in the awkward position, but I guess, honestly, sometimes it's a nice change from the usual standard jacking off.
Thing is, I'm actually straight. I sorta even have a dislike for gays. I'm positive I'm not in denial or any of that shit because I've NEVER had even remote attraction to guys. I fucking love pussy, not dick.
Keep on saying that.
I once jizzed on the floor. This floor had not been vacuumed for weeks. Dirt, dead insects, and old hair was laying on the floor. The dogs had been walking around in there with their dirty paws. Anyways, my parents were right outside the door. There was nothing i could clean the cum up with. Going out for a tissue was too risky, as they could might guess what i was doing.
Then i licked the cum off the floor...
Do you know what socks are for?
I'm 16. (17 in 1 1/2 months). I'm a guy. I've never had sex before, gotten a blowjob/handjob, or even made out with someone. I used to think it was because I was nervous around girls, or I just didn't like the girl enough to do such a thing with her. I always just thought that I'm awkward and I'd never do any of those things. The girls aren't good enough, I'm not good enough. But I was wrong about why. Last year I was in the locker room, and I looked at this guy getting changed. I had the strangest urge of sexual tension. Looking at his package in his boxer briefs, then his ass and his pecs. Then it hit me. I'm Bisexual. I tried to ignore it.
Months later, I tried to date a girl. We kissed. That's it. Still nothing more than a kiss and holding hands. We broke up after two months of nothing. (This time it was actually the girl's fault, she never could/wanted to hang hang out.) A month after we broke up, I was walking in the hallway of my school looking at all the girls passing me. I kept thinking "Wow, none of these girls are attractive" Then it progressed to "Really,no girls in my school are attractive". Then, A guy passed me. Again, sexual tension.
That night, I went home and laid down in my bed, thinking. Thinking about how none of the girls in my school were attractive, and a lot of the guys were. The more I thought about it, the more I realized something: Girls aren't attractive to me. Not emotionally, or physically.
I realized that I was gay.
I am gay.
And it sucks. No one knows, and I'm afraid to come out. All I want is love. A boy friend to love and to care for, and that loves and cares for me back. To be in love.
But that will never happen.
Not in this town.
It was a late night, on a long weekend in February. I had one of my best friends over, whom I hadn't seen in a while, since we were now going to two different schools.
What I'm going to say now, is that both this friend and I are bondage fetishists... so you know where this is going.
So I was fourteen during this time, my friend was either thirteen or fourteen, I forget now. Anyway, what he suggested, is that we do a few "sessions" ourselves.
Keep your pants on, though, neither of us lost our virginity that night. It was quite violating though. So here's how it first started:
I think he was the first to be dominant over me, if I remember correctly. Since I had no rope available, I used some makeshift rope out of old shirts that didn't fit me anymore.
So once I had the rope, I got on the bed in my room, put my hands behind my back, and he tied them tightly enough that I couldn't escape. We both enjoyed it a lot. Then, he did my legs. Not as tightly, but enough that I couldn't remove the bonds.
Now, we already had the gagging planned. I'd had two stress balls that I'd poked holes through with pencil, and used more of that makeshift rope to turn it into a working ball gag. He stuffed it in my mouth, and tied it as tightly around my head as possible, making sure that in no way I could work it out of my jaws. Now the games started. He'd tickle my feet a little bit, with some sharp objects like pencils. He'd rub them up and down my ribs, and tell me to balance a ball on my head. Of course, whenever I dropped it, some punishment ensued, usually several backhand slaps to the face. Why I enjoyed it, I had no idea.
Anyway, after about an hour of being left alone, he finally came to untie me. Now it was my turn.
He untied all the knots successfully, and I did everything in the same order, only I tied his hands in front of him for one reason: I wasn't going to let him out until he solved a Rubik's cube.
I then secured his feet, and tied the hand and feet ropes together, so he'd have to keep his legs in a butterfly position while he leaned over to solve it. Of course, he wasn't having much luck. So I started to have a little bit of fun now. So I did the same, tickling his feet, and rubbing and groping him in places that were extremely violating - His chest, under his armpits, and his calves and thighs. I'd put up some porn on my laptop for him, to distract him further from solving the cube. Also note that at this time, both of us were into furries. I could see a bulge coming from his track pants, and he started letting out a muffled groan. I continued rubbing his shoulders, and sitting behind him, caressing his body in all the wrong (or right?) places. It felt wrong, but at the same time it felt very right.
In fact, just recently he told me he wants to do something just like that again. This time, he bought real ball gags, and I just got ten meters of Japanese bondage rope on eBay. If we're lucky, we'll get to do it by Thanksgiving.
When I was 17, I went down the Jersey Shore for my friend's after-prom party. Anyways, there was this girl who had graduated a year earlier than us but came because she was good friends with some of us. She got really drunk and passed out. I got an idea that it would be funny to put my hard dick in her ear and so I did. One of my friends took a picture of it but the picture never left the house. Nobody ever told her about this moment. To this day, she has no idea that I once put my hard dick in her ear. I am 23 now.
Good man.
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