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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 31

    When I 8 years old, my family (me, my brother, and our mom) moved to a new house on a quiet cul-de-sac. I had lost my leg about two years before in an auto accident, so I was pretty self conscious about my appearance, and it took me a while to warm up to the kids in the neighborhood. But once I got to know them, and they got to know me, we were all fast friends. The family directly across from my house was also a "broken" family. The dad lived there with his two sons, both from different moms. The younger one was kind of chubby and fat and would get picked on by the older brother. The chubby one was about a year old than me when my family moved in.

    This family had a hot tub in their backyard. The younger boy and I became good friends, and he would invite me over to use his hot tub quit often. Usually we'd get in kind of late after everybody had gone to bed. At first our hot tub times would include us just sitting there joking around and being stupid. After a few months, the boy suggested that we play truth-or-dare. And, like that game usually does, it eventually turned sexual in nature. We were still pretty young so we were pretty much flying blind, but that didn't seem to stop us. We would dare each other to take our swim shorts off and sit there for 5 minutes naked, or we would dare the other to touch our own dicks. One day, he must have gotten brave, he dared me to touch his penis. I was nervous, but so excited at the same time. I moved over by him and reached out and took a hold of his dick. I hadn't discovered masturbation yet, and I didn't know that guys did that. So I didn't stroke him at all. I just sat there holding his dick in my hand. But I could tell that he was still enjoying it. After the two minutes that he had dared me to touch him for, I let go. But I didn't move away from him this time. I forgot the game completely and just told him to touch mine. He seemed really excited to do it and without hesitation he reached over and grabbed my dick. Somehow he knew what he was doing, because he started to stroke my little dick back and forth. It was such an amazing sensation and I remember closing my eyes and just enjoying the feel of his hand on my tiny dick. I hadn't dared him to touch me for a certain length of time, so he just kept on doing it. For several minutes he stroked me, and I loved every second of it.

    Eventually he did stop though. I just sat there with my eyes closed, even after he had stopped. Still lingering on how amazing that felt. I finally opened my eyes and he was sitting there staring at my dick under the bubbles and water. It was his turn to truth or dare me again. I chose dare and he dared me to take my shorts completely off and sit on the edge of the hot tub. I had to do it because those are the rules of the game. I took my shorts off and sat on the edge, out for the whole world to see me naked. Once I was up there, he moved closer to me, and without saying a word he started to stroke my little dick again. I closed my eyes and started to enjoy again. But then something amazing happened. I felt something warm and wet close around my dick. I looked down and there he was with his mouth around it. And I thought his hand felt great. This was on a whole new level of amazing. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt in my short life. I was in heaven. He continued to suck on my dick for quite a while. Licking it, sucking my tiny balls. I felt a weird feeling build, and I thought I was about to pee. I wanted to warn him, but it was too late. But I didn't pee, I had my first dry orgasm. It was such an unbelievable feeling. He must have known that I was done because he moved away from me. I could tell that he was playing with his dick as he moved away.

    Then he took off his shorts too, and moved to sit on the edge of the hot tub. The game was almost completely forgotten by this point, and he just ordered me to do the same thing to him. I got back down in the water, still naked, and moved between his legs. I took his dick in my mouth and started to do the same thing that he had done to me. I loved the feeling of his little prick getting harder in my mouth. It made me feel as good as it made him feel. It didn't take long for him to have a dry orgasm as well. When he finished, he got back down into the water and we just sat there for a minute contemplating what had just happened. After a couple of minutes, things got back to a normal routine of us laughing and joking with each other, and just being kids. Of course, we were still naked though.

    After this initial time, from then on out we would always be naked when we got in the hut tub (unless my brother or other people were around). We would play our games, and suck on each other's dicks. I learned from that young age that I love being told what to do. I love when somebody takes charge and just orders me to do something. I also learned that his older half-brother that teased him all the time had been the first person to introduce him to sexual things. His older brother would order the younger to suck his dick, and they would even make out. So that's why the younger brother started to order me around. He wanted to know what it felt like. Lucky for him, I loved it. I especially loved it when he would allow me to kiss him, and we'd make out. That was one of my favorite parts.

    As the years went by, we started to experiment with all sorts of things. He would take what his brother taught him, and he would teach me. After a few years of sucking each other's dicks and touching each other, he fucked me one night. He turned me into his little sex slave. Whenever he wanted, I would do whatever he asked. One time we were playing war with the other kids in the neighborhood, and we were on the same team. We were hiding, and he just pulled his pants down and pushed me down onto my knees. I gave him head right there in our not-so-good hiding spot. I loved being used, and I loved pleasing him. What ever it was that he wanted, I would be happy to oblige. I would suck his dick, and he would fuck me. This went on for years.

    Eventually we got older and he went off to college. We lost contact with each other for the most part. Every once in a while he would come home and decide that he needed my ass, and he would take me. I loved it. The last time he used me was about a week before he got married. That time he fucked me 15 times in a single weekend. I guess he realized what he was going to be missing, and wanted to get as much as possible.

    I haven't seen him since, but I still love being used as a sex slave.

    #15711 — Comments (0) — Jul 10, 2013 at 6:58 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.

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