Date: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 20:38:20 -0600 From: Chris Panelli Subject: Tales of a Young Slut Let me start this off by saying that I am not a good person. I realize this now, after a few years of reflection and attempts at making amends. I ruined several lives in the process of becoming who I am. Do I regret any of it? Honestly, no. I lied, cheated, broke up two marriages, and even possibly caused a death. Those are what make me a bad person. But honestly, I could always blame it all on the fact that I was young and na‹ve. I can also say that while I made the choices I made, the other people involved made choices of their own. At the beginning of my story I was 17 and too handsome for my own good. Yes, I may be tooting my own horn, but I would have fucked me in a heartbeat. I had dark brown hair that borders on black, green eyes, and had a chinstrap since I was 14. My skin was somewhere between an olive skin tone and tan. I worked out often and ran at least a mile daily, usually somewhere between three and five miles. I was hairy, my chest, arms, and legs had a nice layering of hair. My dick was about 6 1/2" and I loved it more than anything, as most men do. I was very proud of who I was and was incredibly vein. Enough about me, though. It is time to get to the story. I moaned loudly. Mr. Port had a mouthful of my cock and was shoving a pink vibrator into my tight ass. His other hand supported me from falling. I was on his bed with my ass hanging over the edge of it. My legs were over his shoulders and he was working every sweet spot I had like a professional. "I'm cumming!" I cried, as two very monumental things happened. It was the first time I came with someone other than myself. And Mrs. Port walked into the bedroom. I filled Mr. Port's mouth with my hot load, which he ended up snorting through his nose when he heard Mrs. Port scream. "What the FUCK are you doing?" Mr. Port was wiping cum from his face while I scurried backward onto the bed, grabbing at the sheets to cover myself. I slid the vibrator from my ass while watching the chaos ensue. She went after him with her purse, getting a few good hits to his face in. Mrs. Port chased him into the bathroom, so I took my opportunity and ran from the room. I didn't bother to grab any clothes, seeing as how they were all in the bathroom. I ran out of the back of the house and jumped the fence in the backyard. The Ports were my parent's neighbors, which was pretty convenient. I ran down the alley, covering my cock and balls with my hands and made it to my parent's house. Thankfully it was after midnight and most people would be in bed, or at least relaxing in their homes. I climbed into my bedroom window and hid under my bed. God only knows why I thought I had to hide out in my own home, but I did. Now you may be wondering what in the fuck was going on. How did I end up getting my first blowjob and vibrator fuck from Mr. Port? Well, to tell you the truth, it happened pretty quickly. The Ports are very close family friends of my parents. I was babysitting their three year old son that night because Mrs. Port was having a girl's night out and Mr. Port was working later than normal. Mr. Port ended up getting home earlier than anyone expected. I had already put their son to bed and had happened across Mr. Port's very substantial pornography collection on their computer. He had walked in on me jacking off to some pretty hardcore gay porn. I, of course, was incredibly nervous because I was most definitely not out to anyone. I was terrified of my parents finding out. Being from a very strict, Catholic Italian family, I knew that the consequences of being gay would be far from pleasant. Mr. Port assured me he wouldn't tell anyone and that he was someone I could always go to if I needed to talk. After a bit of talking about the birds and the bees (gay version), I asked if I could see his dick. He was hesitant at first, but did not require a lot of prompting to comply. He was handsome, a bit on the pudgy side, but had a smile that would make panties and boxer briefs anywhere hit the floor... hard. We moved things to the shower because he was still dirty from work. It was there that I got to touch another man's dick for the first time. He was smaller than me, but I so much enjoyed it. It was also in that shower that I sucked my first dick. He came quickly, but I chalked that up to the fact that I accidentally used a bit too much teeth, which he thoroughly enjoyed between the painful moans. After we dried each other off and made out against the wall in the bathroom, we moved our little party to the bed, which is where this little story began. Now, back to where we left off. I ended up crying myself to sleep, worried about what tomorrow would bring. I woke to the sound of my door being almost ripped off its hinges. My father was standing in my doorway with a look of outrage. "Dad, I can explain!" I exclaimed. It was all I got out before I began sobbing. He let out a string of swears in Italian before saying, "I want you out." I jumped out of the bed and knelt before him begging, "Dad, no! Please!" He slapped me so hard that I fell back on the floor. I cried and returned to my knees, pleading, "Dad, don't do this, I'm sorry!" "I want you gone before your mother and I get back. I will not tolerate some fairy under my own roof." He stormed out of my room, leaving me crying on the floor. 1 Month Later "I have a question..." Jake said, hesitantly. Jake was my best friend. His mom and dad let me live with them after what happened. While they did not approve, they took pity on me. They were a much more progressive couple than my parents and accepted me for who I was. They didn't know about Mr. Port. In fact, I was under the impression that no one knew about it. They just knew that my parents kicked me out because I was gay. Jake and I were friends since kindergarten. He was angry at first that I had never told him, but he stayed a tried and true friend. While I was the picture of ethnicity, he was a white boy through and through. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. He was moderately attractive and kept himself in good shape. "What's up?" I asked nonchalantly between kills on my video game. "Is it true about you and Mr. Port?" The air in the room seemed to leave at once. "What are you talking about?" I had stopped playing the game and focused on Jake. "I heard something today, about how your parents found out about you. And why Mr. and Mrs. Port got divorced." I avoided his questioning stare. "Yes." I whispered. "So you've had sex? What was it like? How come you didn't tell me?" He asked. "You're not... Disturbed by this?" I met his now curious look. "I told you that your being gay doesn't bother me. Yeah, it's a little weird that you fucked Mr. Port. I mean, he's old... But you're my brother!" He said supportively. "I didn't fuck him. We just blew each other." It felt odd saying it out loud. "What did it feel like?" He questioned. "Blowing or being blown?" I returned. "Both, I guess..." He inquired. "Both were amazing. When he had me in his mouth... There's not really a good way to explain it. It was warm and wet. And he had my entire cock in his mouth, so every part of my shaft was being stimulated. My body was on fire. I didn't know what to do with myself. Also, he was pushing a vibrator into my ass." "Goddamn," Jake said with a look of awe. "Yeah, it was better than anything I've ever experienced." I said. "Did you cum?" He was almost on the edge of his seat. "Yeah, but it was interrupted..." I said uneasily. "Holy fuck, that's amazing. I can't believe you've done it!" Jake exclaimed. "Yeah, I wish I didn't, though. Look where I'm at, now..." Jake patted me on the back, "You're being more open than you've ever been. That seems good to me. Yeah, it sucks that your mom and dad aren't okay with it, but they'll come around." "I guess." I wanted off the subject. Jake must have read my mind because his next question blew my mind. "Do you want to jack off? I've got a boner and need some release." We used to jack off together all the time. Since my 'gay-valation,' though, we have flown solo for jack off sessions. "Do you want me to suck you off?" I asked. Jake was hesitant, with a questioning look, but he smiled and removed his pants. He had a large, uncut cock. It was about 7 inches and thick. He sat on his bed and I knelt in front of him after pulling down my own pants. I leaned forward and took as much of his dick into my mouth as I could. "Fuck that feels good! Pull back my foreskin." I did as he told me and he moaned for me. With one hand, I held onto his dick to keep his foreskin off his head and jacked my own. Jake fell back on the bed and let me work on his cock. I tried to keep as much of him as I could in my mouth while still moving my tongue all around his head. I gagged several times while choking down his fuck stick. He moaned and grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled hard. Just as I thought he was going to rip my hair out, he began almost convulsing under me. "I'm cumming! I'm gonna fucking cum!" He cried as his cock pulsed in my mouth, releasing his warm, gooey spunk. I swallowed some before spitting it out on his stomach. Jake dragged a finger through the jizz on his stomach and tasted it. "Goddamn, that's awful." He said with a bitter look. I climbed onto the bed and started to really jack myself off. Jake reached over and took my cock in his hand. I gasped in shock. "Hey, you scratch my back, I scratch yours. But, I don't feel so comfortable with sucking, so a handy will have to do." He laughed and I leaned back against the wall, with my hands behind my head. Jake maneuvered himself so that he was kneeling in front of me. His soft, but still large cock was resting on my thigh as he pumped his hand on my own cock. "Are you close? My arm is starting to hurt..." Jake laughed. "Kind of... Try squeezing a little tighter." I said before yelping when he squeezed too tight. "Asswho-"Jake cut me off with a kiss. It shocked me out of relaxation mode and I kissed back. He took my advice and held on tighter while he jerked me while I placed both hands on his cheeks and pulled his face into mine. We kissed passionately as came and shot several ropes of cum between the two of us. "Let's get cleaned up and play some X-Box." Jake got up and grabbed his underwear. He used it to clean off his chest and stomach, then wiped his cock down. He threw the undies to me and then he sat down, still naked, on the floor. "Hold on, so we just..." I started, confused. "Relieved some stress and now we're gonna kill some zombies." He said as he grabbed a controller. "But... Are you gay?" I was still confused. "No, I'm 18 and a virgin. I'm super fucking horny all the time." Jake tossed me the controller, "Clean up and let's play, dude." "I'm just trying to understand what went on." I said. "Why question it? It was fun, we came, I'm sure we'll do it again. I don't know, maybe I'm bi. I mean, I have no intention of sucking your cock, but what we just did really got me off. And I really didn't mind the kiss, either. I still want to plow Mandy Peyson, but I don't mind getting NC-17 with you. Why question something that works?" He had given up on the game and sat back down on his bed facing me. I started to wipe myself down with his already moist underwear, "how did you know about Mr. Port?" "Your mom called and chewed out my mom for letting you live here. I heard her and my dad talking about it." He said sympathetically. He knew that mention of my parents bothered me. "Should I be worried about living on the street?" I asked, worried. "Fuck no, my mom loves you. Plus, they've known he was a pervert for a long time," he said, before quickly adding, "A pervert for kids, not that he's gay." "I figured," I said, "But we just played with each other's cocks. I mean, is this going to change things?" "Why would it? It's kind of like when people give each other rides. One person needs a ride, the other gives the ride. Today, I needed to cum, you sucked me off. You needed to cum, I jacked you off. Perfect. In an hour, if we feel like a nice cum might be nice, we can go for round two." He took the underwear with our combined cum and tossed them on the floor. I laughed and Jake gave me a confused look. "I'm just glad we did this on your bed, I wouldn't want to explain the cum stains to your mom." He hit flicked my nuts and jumped off his bed. While I recovered from the pain, he climbed up onto my bed above his and wiped his cock all over it. I followed him up there and wrestled him down. "You forget that I'm stronger than you." I laughed. He replied with a kiss. I forgot about the wrestling match and got lost in his lips. He grabbed both of my ass cheeks and pressed my groin into his while my tongue slipped through his lips. I flicked my tongue against his. Just as things started to get even hotter, he grabbed a tight hold of my balls and flipped me over. "You forget that I am much smarter, though." He climbed off me and then down the bed. He pulled on a fresh pair of underwear and sat at his computer. "Hey, Mandy Peyson wants to video chat, should we put on a show?" "You're a moron." I laughed. "Holy fuck I have an idea!"