As I look back to my younger years, I think of the times, I wanted to try and score, wheather it be just a look, a feel or everything.
Being I was always attracted to guys younger than I , I would plan little things from putting my hand on the edge of a desk as the teacher gave a demo so the student would lean his cock agaist it accidently (felt a few boners)this way.
To having friends sleep over and sharing a bed, don't need to tell you where my hands were cum morning.
How about you guys how did you sneak a peak or feel? or more.

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I guess I was lucky. I had three jack off buddies starting at about 12 or 13. Two were guys I'd get together with and just masturbate and watch each other. The third guy would actually jack me off and I did the same for him.

One of the guys that just beat off with me would often spend the night and we would see how many times we could jack off during the night. We didn't get much sleep but we had a very good time.

I was always checking out all the cock in the locker room during phys ed. Never saw any boners but loved to see the dick.

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Wish I was that LUCKY,
Anyone else?
I grew up when masturbation was not talked about, to be honest I didn't know what it was.

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Oh, hell... I have been fucking around with dudes since I was about eight years old!

But that would include my cousin, and I don't really "count" that -- just childhood experimentation and it wasn't truly sexual in nature. More of a "show you mine if you show me yours" kind of thing, though there was some brief touching, too.

I DID have a neighborhood friend I fucked around with a few years after that, though. We played "dungeon" in my basement, in a hidden pantry-storage area. This involved titty-twisters and ball-tugging, then moved on to hard dicks and VERY rare "double dares" to put a penis in a mouth (him or me on either end, didn't matter).

Oddly, we parted ways when his family moved from the neighborhood and then met again by chance in high school. We became best buddies again during that time, but never talked of it or had sexual contact again. He claimed he was straight, I never made a claim at all, but DID experiment with women at the time. I THINK, but I am not sure, that he had a crush on me in high school and was deep in the closet. By college, he ended our friendship and I think this was the reason why, but he never told me. Oh, well.

Then there were other neighborhood kids -- two brothers out of three. The older two and myself used to fuck around in backyard sheds and the like -- there were all sorts of hidden, secret places to go. The youngest of the two elder brothers would suck me often and the two of them would jerk off together. This was BEFORE any of us were old enough to produce real cum. The older of the two once faked cumming by urinating. It was funny as hell -- we knew he was faking it. There was also some rubbing of dicks between ass cheeks, too.

I messed a bit with "Brian," (not his real name), but he was a bit too nervous to do it for long.

Since I lived about three blocks from the REAL cruising streets of my city, when I was a teen I'd go for walks at night and started to run into all sorts of gay dudes who had no problems fucking around with and sucking off a kid. I never gave it much thought that this was pretty fucking gross. Kids doing kids is one thing -- adults doing ME is something else. But I just wanted my dick sucked so... whatever.

There was a place at a local music hall amphitheater -- a hidden driveway that descended down to the basement where equipment was unloaded. This was a great place to fuck around. No visibility from the street. I was sucked there easily hundreds of times as I was growing up. It's sealed off now, though, but I got some head there as recently as about six years ago.

I also fooled around with my best friend's brother when we were teens. We did some mutual oral and jerking off. Two places: one, the top floor of some high-rise apartments where he lives, in the elevator control room, which was left open because of a broken lock that was never repaired. You had to ascend two staircases ABOVE the last floor of apartments to get to it, so it was impossible for anyone to sneak up on you without hearing. Also, we could see the elevator gauge needle -- as long as it never reached the top floor, we knew no one was coming. The other place was in an abandoned trailer that one day mysteriously appeared in this field where we used to hang out. No idea how or why it got there. It was on its side, so you had to climb in through a window or from the door, which was on the top of it. We'd sneak in there and fuck around. It was hot and smelly and dusty, but fun as all hell. The trailer remained for the entire summer, but was taken away that fall. Bummer.

For the record, the last time I saw my best friend's brother, a couple years ago while visiting, he sure SEEMED to be hitting on me in a subtle way. Maybe I imagined that, but I doubt it. My best friend and I suspect he's in the closet. He kept hugging me with his shirt off and telling me he loves me, which isn't so odd -- I love him, too, but just as a long-time friend and friend of the family. I'm not attracted to him anymore at all, but I have to admit that I couldn't help but think of what USED to be and I allowed myself a short-lived fantasy about that. I'd NEVER get with him again, though -- too creepy, and it would be horribly insulting to my friend if she ever found out!

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