I was 14 or 15 i was hanging around a local park skipping school, i was just watching the ducks etc. when a guy (late 30's early 40's) comes up to me and starts talking. after a while of idle chatting he asks me if i would like to go into the bushes with him, as he had something to show me. At the time i was scared, and told him i had to go, but a couple of minutes later iafter thinking about it i returned to see if he was still there, sadly he wasn't. so i went into the bushed and j/o i shot a large amount of cum into the bushes, then cleaned up and went to school.

Has anyone else had similar experiences or missed a good oppourtunity?

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23 Year old Bi.

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Up to this point I had had my first and only gay experience with another boy, my age, about 12 or 13 yo. We would kiss and j/o each other. We would dress in my mother's clothes. When that stopped I returned to Jr. Hi. I was into girls. I learned that what I had done was gay.

So, one night, I'm hitching a ride home from Santa Monica, about 8 pm. I'm about 15+ yo. I'm a little stoned. This guy gives me a lift. He's white, about 35-40 yo, a little over weight. He asks me where I'm headed. I tell him around Barrington and Whilshire.

We do the small talk thing. I notice his zipper is open. He asks me if I ever get horny. I get nervous, but not scared. But, I don't want to do any more gay acts. But, I'm still curious how men's cocks look. I had only gotten glimpses of them at public urinals. Oh, I had also seen my step-father's cock in a club shower.

I looked down at the driver's crotch and saw his cock flopin through his pants zipper. I can tell its simi hard. He doesn't see me looking at him since his eyes are on the road. (Yeah, sure)

So, we get to my street. He pulls up to my apartment. I get out of the car. say thanks and he asks me if I'd like some head. I say no thanks, and close the car door.

Later that night, I'm in bed, jerking off and fantasize me playing with his big hair cock, and what it must be like to feel his warm cock between my lips. For the next couple of years I used that fantasy as a j/o tool over and over again. I felt shameful doing so. But, couldn't stop it. Luckily I got over those silly hurtful feelings and accept and love that I'm a bottom, I'm a crossdresser.

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Cocksucking Crossdresser

i don't fuck guys. they fuck me (if im lucky ).

luv scenes in alleys, parking lots, between two cars. me on my knees, sucking your cock, or just bend me over and fuck me. sat nites/weds when i play. im a submissive bottom cockwhore. nsa ...

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