I was always attracted to guys, but just like girls, I was purely an asset. But I have always been, as they say, the cool guy in the yard, in the neighborhood, so it was somehow not respectable to open up about my weaknesses. I was already in my third year of school, and in my first year there was a boy who was, as they say, a loser. Everyone pinned him, fucked him and all that. When we went to the potato harvest, he always washed himself after everyone else. I once went into the shower, and he was standing in the corner jerking off. I think oops, you got it.
I close the door, approach, he stands there wow, tears welling up. I say, if you obey, no one will know. I put his hand on my penis, he begins to stroke it, but it’s kind of sluggish, he’s afraid, he’s trembling all over.
At this point I felt sick. I started stroking his back and butt. Then he began to kiss his neck and shoulders. I feel like he’s also turned on, jerking off more actively, stroking his balls, all that. He came to life!
Then he dropped his penis and began hugging me, kissing me, licking me. Started to moan. I feel him drop to his knees, I just pushed him down a little by the shoulders, pulled my tights off to the end and took him into my mouth. Yes, so skillfully that I came very quickly.
Two days later, no one in my room invited him to his place. He approached me differently, without fear! We talked, he admitted that he was seduced by one guy at the age of 13. Well, I say, Come on in the ass! And he says - I prepared!
At first I didn’t understand what this meant at first. But it turns out he went to the shower in the morning and gave himself an enema! He undressed, knelt down in front of the bed and lay down on it with his chest, sticking out his thin ass, spreading his buns with his hands! Damn! I wouldn't have guessed that! Well, I put it to him. He just mumbled something at first and twitched his legs a little! And then he just moaned while I was being fucked! In short, these are the things.
I have never met gays like him. He actually felt like a woman. We met with him many times after that time. When we were alone, he directly threw himself on my neck, passionately kissed me, pulled my hair. He said, “my beloved, I feel so great with you, in short, in that spirit.”
How I printed a hole for a guy and made him my “girl” ⇐ Sex stories
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