Date: Thu, 21 Oct 2010 19:18:30 -0700 (PDT) From: Carl Mastersen Subject: Trying to put it in the butt I ask people to tell me their stories of playing doctor and sometimes they tell me! Here is another. He says it is all true. It is simple and straightforward - and seems to ring true! (I would LOVE to find the friend's 'younger brother' and get his take on the what all happened!) I have several other true life doctor stories I haven't yet posted but they will take a long time to 'fix'. The one below is exactly as he sent it to me NO fixing needed! These I like the best as there is no 'interpretation' done on my part! (and he used no names, so none had to be changed to protect the guilty, naughty boys ;-) Enjoy! Well, it started when I was really young...5-7 years old. A group of boys and girls (farm area) would get bored and would kiss, touch etc.. As we learned more, we started trying to put things in different spots etc.. Didn't know what was going on, kind of felt good, but not really good (yet). The girls got mature quicker, and found out about the word 'slut", so most of them stopped. By then, the boys would still play a bit. We went onto "try sucking it" and "I'll suck yours if you suck mine' etc.. Then we got the great idea of trying to put it in the butt. I played with a boy my age (9-12 yo), but he also had a younger brother (by one year). Of course, he always ended up with our dicks in his butt. By age 12/13, it got weird and we pretty much stopped, but me and the younger brother would sneak it once in a while. When I came of age to shoot a load, I learned that in the bedroom by myself. I was impressed enough that i had to show the younger brother. So, I asked him to ride dirt bikes one day and we went for a ride. I asked him if he wanted to do what "we used to do", and he said sure. While he was sucking and jerking me, I shot! He was disgusted at first - then curious. I explained it to him and said it felt really good. We met a few times after that, mainly to please me of course, but he went along with it (probably jealous). We kind of trailed off over time since it wasn't really of that much interest for him etc.. One day, he came knockin and asked if i could come over. It was after school and his parents/brother wasn't home. He said "do you want to do what we used to do?' I said 'sure". We took them out and strated stroking, then stroking each other, then we sucked each other a bit. Then, while I was sucking him (kneeling and he was standing), he said "do you want to butt fuck"? I said "sure, how do you want to do it?' He said " bend over there" - pointing to the couch arm, and in a pretty stern voice for a 15 yo! I pulled my pants down farther, bent over, and said "like that?". He said "yeah, that is good". With no lube or anything, I felt his head going in my crack and pushing with no care. I reached back and spread my cheeks, since I could tell it wan't gonna find its own way. The head was near the hole, but not on it - he kept pushing. He said, "is that it?" I said "no, move down". "is that it?". "Yep", I said, and he started to push harder. I don't know if he was just anxious to get in, or if it was payback for when he was littler, but he didn't stop the pressure! Once the head was peaking in and I said stop, he rested a minute. I said "start going in and out for a minute". He listened and he slowly fucked his way into my ass...never been penetrated before. No rubber, no lube! Once in, he fuck it like he owned it. i could feel his dick get firmer and he fucked faster and harder. He suddenly stopped and jammed it in deep, and held it there. He slowly pulled out...a little softer and wetter than before and said "there, how's that". I said "good", seeing that he had already decided he was done. While I answered him, he was already zipping his pants and said "he had to go". I stood up and reeached down to pull up my pants as he went out the door. As I zipped my pants, I could feel my crack and underwear getting wetter. For the first time, I was fucked!!! and knew it. I felt a bit used, but I also understood what it was like to be the one who had their way. So, I was ok with serving that role. From then on, I'd get calls a couple times a week and pretty much the same thing would happen. He mowed lawns and one of them was behind my house, through the woods. Whenever I would see him leave his house on the tractor, I would sneak through the woods and he would look for me. He would act like he was dumping stuff in the woods, but he would be dumping something else real quick, with out the neighbors seeing. This lasted until our late teens and then it stopped.