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Subject: First-time story #100 (gay)
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Date: 6 Feb 93 22:22:14 GMT
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Message #100
To: all
Subject: Almost first time....


   7th grade at Wilson Jr High in Glendale. I remember it well.
You really can't call it my first time anymore than you could it
John's first time. I knew I didn't want to take an Art Class. So
I convinced them to let me go into Orchestra. I didn't even know
how to play an instrument. But the teacher told me to pick an
instrument and get together with someone in one of the practice
rooms and have them teach me how to play.

   I decided on the saxophone because I recognized one of the
guys. His name was John. We went into one of the practice rooms.
It was even soundproofed. By the end of the first day, we had
already talked about sex and had managed to feel of each others
dicks a couple of times through our blue jeans and decided that
at the end of the week I could come up to his house and
'practice' - the saxophone, that is <grin>. I spent about 6 hours
at John's house that day... we practiced in the spare room
closest to the garage.

   We managed to grab a feel often enough that when his mom left
for the market we had our clothes off and we feeling and rubbing
each others bodies before she got out of the driveway. They lived
on a hilltop with a private driveway and when she got home we
could hear her car when she got to the electronic gate. By that
time we had already had about 5 or 6 orgasms between the two of
us and we hurriedly put our clothes back on. But for the rest of
the day we would still feel each other up every time we got a
chance.

   We became the closest of friends. For several years we spent
every moment we could together.... if we were alone at his house
or mine we were always having sex. We'd make up games in order to
strip each others clothes off. They had a long, long hallway and
we would get into the hallway and close all the doors from the
hallway and it was pitch black. Then we would start at opposite
ends of the hallway and slowly head toward the center, trying to
be as quiet as possible to sneak up on the other guy, and then
wrestle in the nude with hard and pulsating cocks the prize for
which we aimed.

   One time when his parents were gone for 3 or 4 days I stayed
there and we spend the whole time having orgasms. When his
parents got home we quickly dressed and later that evening after
dinner, we jumped in the shower and started all over again. This
lasted for a about 3 years until I started 10th grade and his mom
decided to have him repeat 9th grade again.

   Gosh to be young like that again. Gosh, I still miss you and
think about you, John.

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