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When I Was A Kid
You've carried a big burden on your shoulders for years - ever since you lost your mom's favorite bracelet you've denied you had anything to do with it. Tell us about it. Ashamed that you sucked your thumb until you were 12? Or are you ready to confess that it was you who threw your brother's comic book collection into the toilet?

Kids do all kinds of things, some well-intentioned, some quite purposefully mean-spirited. If you're ready to tell about your embarrassing childhood acts, then post your confession now.

Important note: This section is not for confessions that involve sex with children or sexual situations where children were involved. Any such postings will be deleted immediately you sick twisted fuck.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 46

    i was raised by my moms sister aunt carla from age 7 to18 i was turned out to sex by spyng on carla fuck as many as 15 men a day mostly weekends uncle eddy drove logging rig he cum home sun leave tuesday they have a 11 daughter who i shared a room the attic made into a big room her queen bed abathroom tub/shower that is open cuz had a womans body teenage tits big lonfg dark nipples a very hairy pussy and buttcrack like our twin moms she gots meaty thighs a big bubble round kim kardash ass im a boy and i too got a big round wobbly ass long deep crack men try daily to fuck my cuz and one guy waiting his turn for aunty he sat me on his lap i moved when his big dick press into my butthole going in me head only it went in slow and stung at first as his flo of precum coated my hole i relax sashi lowered me on his big fat boner when cuz linda entered and saw his hairy balls and shaft dissappering lower i slid she threw a shit fit and he pulled it out my buttm making me gasp shedrugme up to our room she stole carlas huge strap on dildoe ang fuckedme in thebutt soon i was pushing back cheeks smacking her meaty woman child legs cuz started keeping eye on me and cought many carlas black lovers with theys bbc in my mouth just filling me wit jizz or just begening to fuk my mouth. it was when loinda went to gramas farm for 3 weeks that i skeek out to barn and be assfuckt by all the bbc that fuckt carla i started sucking and assfuclkking n****rs at age 7 i looked older cuz my big bubble ass and long blonde hair my best life i wouldnt change those times i learned so much and swallowed gallons of n****r spererm i love still being NIGGER CUM DUMP CHAO PUTOS.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 51

    It all started when i was 12 years old and in the 7th grade. My best friend in my class was a kid called Donn, a big, square-shouldered 14 year old with short blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Donn looked like a younger version of Mickey Mantle. Donn was from Tennessee, and had moved to Detroit with his mother after his parents had divorced. She moved to Detroit for a job on one of the local assembly lines. Don and his mother lived in a small house a couple of blocks from our junior high school. i used to walk home with him and we would stop by his house to play basketball, catch, even sometimes board games like Risk or Clue or checkers. Donn's mom worked second shift and was always at work when we would stop by after school.

    One afternoon, Donn showed me a stack of what we used to call "dirty magazines." These were nothing like we have today, but mostly magazines with titles like Man, Men, For Men Only and Stag. They featured black and white and sepia photos and drawings of bare breasted women. We began flipping through the magazines gawking at the beautiful and sexy breasts and the lustful come hither smiles of the young models. Both of us got hard almost immediately, kind of like Pavlov's dogs. It didn't take much at that age.

    Pretty soon, Donn unzipped and pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. It resembled a German WWII hand grenade, with a thick shaft, but a much thicker purplish head. His cock was criss-crossed with blue, green and purple veins and the sight of it stopped me in my tracks. Back then, at least at our city junior high, the boys swam in the nude. I'd seen Donn's large flaccid cock swinging between his muscular thighs in swim class, in the showers and in the gym locker room, but I had never seen it hard before. Although our school was 85% black, Donn had the biggest cock in our gym and swim classes, and he loved showing it off, often singing a ditty that went something like, "They call me King Kong cuz I got the biggest ding dong." Ahhhh, to be back in the 7th grade, huh? Donn began masturbating and I soon followed suit with my much smaller erection

    Anyway, Donn quickly realized that I was spending a lot more time staring at his dick than at the bare breasted photos and drawings. He asked me if i wanted to touch it, and i reached over and wrapped my hand partially around it. It was warm to touch and I could feel his pulse pounding there in his cock. It was velvety smooth yet hard as a bar of iron. The head was split where his piss slit was and I was just fascinated with it. He asked me to jerk it and I did, my right hand pulling him up and down and my left hand cradling his robin's egg sized balls that were nestled in his hairy sac. I heard him moaning as I pulled don it and knew that he was enjoying the sensation of having me masturbate him.

    Donn then told me to suck it, and i was shocked because that is exactly what i was thinking of. It was as if he could read my lecherous mind. I made no move to suck him and instead continued to jerk him, albeit much more slowly. I was shaking my head no, but some voice in my head (one of my heads) was screaming, "Suck his cock!" Donn could tell that I wanted to but couldn't bring myself to admit it, so he told me that no one would ever have to know and that if i tried it and didn't like it, we would never have to do it again and that he'd never mention it.

    I could feel my head moving towards his cock as he reassured me. I brushed my lips against it and then opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his thick cock head. The sensation of having that huge cock in my mouth was utterly indescribable. It appealed to my underlying sexually submissive nature which had revealed itself early on in y life when I had become fascinated by and attracted to women's feet. His cock tasted musky and had a bit of a salty tank to it. He kept telling me how good it felt and to keep sucking it, and emboldened, i sucked more and more vigorously. His breathing became labored and soon he was grunting. I felt his cock head spasm and then my mouth became filled with jet after jet of his thick creamy seminal fluid. It was everywhere, running down my throat, spilling out of the corners of my mouth, and soon i was chocking on it and had it cumin splurging out of my nostrils. The cum shocked me. I'd just started humming myself when i would masturbate but mine was a thin milky fluid, nothing like Donn's bottled cream cum

    I began crying and he tousled my hair and kept telling me it was all right, that no one would know. But I was afraid that I was going to hell and that every one who saw me would know that I was a cocksucker, as if it would be emblazoned on my face. Donn got a wet rag and wiped the cum from my face and the few drips that he saw on my shirt before wiping his still hard cock off. He continued to reassure me and soon I grabbed my book bag and made my way home, swearing to myself that i would never ever do anything like this again.

    When I got home, my parents didn't act any differently towards me. I immediately left to lock myself into the bathroom where i mercilessly beat off until i had cum. I could still taste the tasted of Donn's cock and his cum in in my mouth when we ate dinner that evening. At night in bed, i flogged my cock again and again, each time fantasizing of sucking Donn's dick.

    In class the next day, Donn and i made eye contact again and again during the morning, and then sat next to each other at lunch. Donn asked me if i was okay and i lied and told him that i was. He asked me if i was coming over that afternoon, and i nodded, and both of us knew that the time for playing basketball and catch and board games was over and that I would be sucking him off again, like yesterday. I somehow made it though the afternoon and then met him to walk home with him after the last bell had rung. On the way home, he kept telling me how good it had been and how much he'd love to have me suck his cock again. He asked me if I had enjoyed it, and I blushed and admitted that i had loved it and would be happy to do it again. When we reached his home that afternoon, Donn quickly pulled off his jeans and I kneeled at his feet and sucked his cock long and hard until he filled my mouth with his cum. After he came, i licked off the cum around his cock. I had beaten off as i sucked him and my orgasm was more explosive than ever now that i had his cock in my mouth.

    Fromm then on, I sucked Donn's cock every afternoon after school and he would come over my house on the weekends and I would suck his cock in our garage, my parents and siblings none the wiser. I learned to lick his balls and suck on them as well as his cock. Sometimes I would kneel at his feet with him standing, other times kneel with him sitting, but later we would both strip naked and I would lay between his legs and suck him. This position was easier on the knees and allowed me batter access to his balls. I began fantasizing what it would be like to lick his asshole and in that position with my laying between his legs, i would allow my tongue to venture below his balls as if by mistake, with my tongue flicking lower across his often somewhat ripe asshole. He began arching his back giving me easier access to his rectal opening and i began licking it as part of our sex, neither of us mentioning it initially, but later Donn asking me to lick it and me readily, happily complying. On a few occasions he would masturbate me, or let me sniff and lick his mother's soiled panties and stockings which he'd dragged out of her clothes hamper, but Donn never offered to suck me and I never asked him to. We both knew our relative position and were happy with it.

    Donn wanted to fuck me and we tried on a number of occasions, with his cock slathered in vaseline, hair tonic, Mazola, olive oil, Jergen's lotion, but my asshole was far too tight and his cock head far to thick to allow any anal access for him, so he would lay with me spoon fashion and fuck me between the backs of my thighs, shooting his wad all over the towels that we used to catch his spendings.

    Some two and half years later, after our graduation from 9th grade, Donn's mom lost her job at the auto plant and they moved back home to Tennessee, and we quickly lost track of each other. My sexual adventures were relegated to beating off either fantasizing about sucking Donn's cock or licking my aunt's sexy feet, with my right hand frantically slapping my constantly erect cock again and again and again, in the bathroom, in my bedroom, in my aunt's closet with me sniffing and licking her soiled undergarments and her sandals and shoes, or me thrusting my cock through the opening of my aunt's sandals and open toed mules until i would cum, my cock red and raw and pulsating. I never saw Donn again, but a few years ago i found him on Facebook. He had married and was employed at a factory job down in Tennessee. I often wondered at how wide her eyes became the first time that she'd gazed at Donn's massive member or how she howled with that combination of pleasure and pain that comes from being fucked with a massive cock like that, wishing that we'd somehow figured out a way for him to have fucked me.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 41

    My cousin and I were about 12 years old and sleeping over at one of the grown-ups house one weekend. We shared a pull out sofa bed together on this particular night. As a kid I sort of resented her on one level because she got a lot of attention for her beauty. Every time she entered a beauty competition she would win. There were always trophies and pictures of her wearing crowns everywhere in her house. She was as beautiful as a 12 year old girl could possibly be. And I think it's because of all the attention she got that I didn't treat her all that good. I wasn't mean to her, but I was always quick and sarcastic with her. She could dish it out too. There was always this âI'm better than youâ vibe between us and we were constantly trying to one-up the other whether it was in board games,playing cards or any area of life really. I would never tell her that she was beautiful, even though she was a knock-out.

    I woke up about 6:30am and the blankets were half down. The sun was coming in through the window and it was as if the sunlight was aimed purposefully at her prone sleeping body. I swear it felt like I was looking at sleeping beauty. I just stared at her for a minute looking at every inch of her body. She was perfect. She was wearing a white pyjama top and super tight white floral print pyjama bottoms. She was facing the window and I kept staring at her perfect ass. It felt like I was in a trance or something, and before I knew it I was sliding down the sofa bed until my face was literally inches from her ass. I couldn't help it. I just started kissing her perfect ass. I remember at one point being scared of waking her up. The last thing in the world I wanted was for her to realize that I was actually kissing her ass, which would have been the ultimate humiliation for me in our relationship. After about 5 minutes of passionately kissing her ass the concern of waking her up was pretty much gone. The only time I stopped kissing her ass was when she decided to stretch, then put both of her arms under her pillow and rolled over on her belly more, giving me more of her ass to kiss. Which I did without hesitation. After about 10 minutes I pulled back her pajama bottoms and could see she was wearing pink panties. I pulled her panties back just enough to see the perfect crack of her ass. I started to try and pull down her bottoms to kiss her bare ass, but she pulled away and wouldn't let me. I went back to kissing her pajama-clad ass for another few minutes until I heard the grown ups start to stir and make breakfast in the other room.

    We got out of the sofa bed together without looking at each other. Then, as she was getting ready to go down the hallway towards the kitchen she glanced back at me over her left shoulder. My heart was racing out of my chest.

    Was she awake? Does she know I kissed her ass? How could she not? Why didn't I stop? Will she tell?

    She totally buried me with the most arrogant âI'm a Queen and you're beneath meâ kinda stare, she then gave me a crooked snarky half smile and chuckled under her breath once or twice before heading down the hall.

    That was it. She knew. And I was beneath her and just kissed her ass.

    We never ever spoke about it.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 49

    Were I grew up when I was a kid I hung out with a girl that was a couple of years older than me. I was either 11 or 12 years old when she had told me she had found a porn magazine. We looked at it together and the magazine only had women in it which was very interesting for me to see. I remember the women showing themselves off entirely. At my age I had never really seen women naked before and seeing them posing the way they were was a very eye opening and new experience for me. After we looked at the magazine my female friend was disappointed there were no naked men in the magazine. We had never seen each other naked before and see her disappointment I asked if she wanted to see me naked. She was shocked by my question but was quick to say she would if I was willing to but she wasn't going to get naked with me. I didn't mind that she wouldn't and told her she didn't have to. I took all my clothes off and let her see all of me. I asked how she wanted me to pose and she told me. I did everything she asked. She asked about touching and I let her. I even got an erection when she asked. She seemed to center her attention on my penis and didn't mind her seeing it. Half hour later I got dressed and that was it.

    For the next few weeks we would regularly look at the porn magazine together and I would get naked for her afterwards. It was fun getting the attention from her and I liked how excited she was seeing me naked. I never saw her naked and eventually she stopped asking about seeing me and she started hanging out with other friends. There was one last time where I did get naked for her. It was about month or so after she started hanging out with her new friends who were 3 girls her age. I got naked for her and her 3 friends and really enjoyed how the girls reacted to seeing me naked. I was willing to do whatever they wanted and did. They did touch me and I didn't mind. At the time I didn't feel anything I did was sexual but looking back maybe some poses and the touching were. I never did cum but did stroke my penis for them when they wanted it erect.

    I guess I was young, naïve and figured it was just friends having fun and I was doing nothing wrong and still think I did nothing wrong and it was just friends having fun. I now have a feeling the girls, who were 15-16 years old, knew exactly what they were doing by having me do the things they did.

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

    In my freshman year in college my mom (dad was gone) said, "try to meet Mr. Right because this year will be the only year I can afford to send you." I did not meet Mr. Right but I did apply for a job bussing in the cafeteria and washing dishes. The woman who ran the place, Ella, was obviously a bull dyke to me. I knew one or two in High School. She was also the chief cook and a good one at that.

    She was friendly from minute one and she started calling me, "Peanut" and "my sweetpea" and other terms of endearment. She took long glances at me and said out loud, "Scrumptious" and in weeks later, "I want a taste of you, sugar." Somehow, all the verbal sweetness toward me melted me and caused me to feel warm toward her.

    She began by sharing a cup of something or other with me after work. One day, she had to attend an important meeting and asked me to stay for an hour until she returned from her meeting, "watch for stuff." I sat at her desk and started playing Free Cell on her computer. Tiring of that, I went to her browsing history and found site after site of hard lesbian and bisexual sites. Watching hot lesbians going at each other (and I suspected they were just females working for money because not one looked like a lesbian to me, and all, while naked, wore six inch heels)I got really turned on.

    I was busy hammering away on my clit, watching a so called lesbian video when Ella returned. She said, "Oh, go ahead and enjoy, honey. I have to close up here." In a few minutes I had regained my composure. Ella came in and had a strange look on her face. She leaned down and kissed my neck. Soon, her hands were all over me and she took my hand and walked me to the back cafeteria supply room, a place loaded with all kinds of food, refrigerators and a cot. Her hands continued to roam my body and she was breathing hard and trembled a bit.

    She unbuttoned my jeans, saying, "honey, honey, oh honey" Soon, her mouth lips, tongue, were all over my crotch and she licked from my anal opening up to my belly button and back again. I just let it all happen and was soon enjoying it. She took little bites on my ass and vulva, stomach, and continued to lick me then felt her tongue entering my vagina like a cock would, while she rubbed hard on my clit. She did the same to my anus and it felt amazing. This woman was truly experienced with another woman and she brought on one long orgasm after another until I had to ask her to stop, while I trembled, shaking all over.

    She became my after-work lover and eventually I ended up eating her out, hairy and all, but nothing like she did me. I told her I would be leaving school at year's end for want of money and she called one of her female "partners" as she named them. The woman, Reggie, a stunning woman, owned and ran an upscale Mediterranean restaurant attended by the wealthiest people in the region. I started to work there as a cocktail waitress. Before long, Reggie and I were sleeping together. She explained that I was "sitting on a gold mine" and talked me into money-for-sex deals with both men and women from the club.

    It's all who you know, as I learned. That was some years ago. I made it through college, went for an MBA after that and now work for my own partner, Reggie, as her #2. I still see Ella once in a while and enjoy her educated tongue. I even got her to shave her pussy.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 28

    I can think of one event I can post on here although it's not my confession. I call it, "dodging the bullet." When in my early teens my dad, tiring of foul city air, noise and crime, moved us out into the country. He purchased land in a rural area, surrounded mostly by farms, in order to get affordable land. Then, with friends, he built a small house.

    Dad talked to the school board and they included a bus pick up for me, their only child. After we moved in and settled, on the school bus, among others, I met four farm kids, two brothers and two sisters, who lived a couple of miles away but easily reached on my bicycle. They were all my age but one of the girls was a couple of years older, around 16.

    We used to spend a lot of time in their barn and they showed me around and then took all their clothes off and had sex together. The two boys did the girls, the girls did each other and the boys did each other was well. I watched, mouth agape, in shock, the first time. After a while they asked me to join but something inside me rejected the idea, as hot as I got watching. I recall going home with an erection and masturbating numerous times with the memories of what I had seen.

    The girls also put on shows, showing us how they could stuff objects into their vaginas. I had never seen a naked female before and was always pop-eyed, watching all of it. It was overwhelming and, again, something told me to "stay away." I recall in the second year of my living in the community, I had not seen them other than on the bus for some time.

    The farm kids must have invited the wrong person to join them and word of their sexcapades made it to some authority figure that moved in on them. Even my parents heard about it and asked me if I knew them. I lied a bit and said, "I know who they are." The four farm kids disappeared from the school bus passengers and I never rode out to check on them. To this day I have no idea where they all went.

    I can only imagine they are fucking everyone they meet as they grow up. They were the wildest.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 47

    When I was about 4 my uncle use to watch me for a while alone. We use to lay on a porch day bed so I could take a nap. He one day put his hand down my panties and rubbed real slow and gently my pussy. He asked if it felt nice and I said yes and he asked if I liked it and wanted him to stop. I actually did like it a lot. He showed me his cock (he called it his Johnny at the time) it was small and soft, he told me I could touch it and play with it if I wanted and when it got real big and hard I was so amazed how he said I made it that big. Well to a little girl it was awesome. He told me how to hold it and move my hand up and down and do that while I sucked the head and he would rub my pussy while i played with him. The first time we did this and the white stuff came out of his Johnny he wiped it off with his hankie. The next time we played he told me how I could keep my mouth on his Johnny and taste the white stuff but if it tasted bad I did not have to taste it. He asked if it was ok if he kissed my little pee pee and lick it .. omg to a little girl it felt so good and I liked it a lot. I never ever told because I loved playing our game ..I did let him make his Johnny wet and rub it around my pee pee but he never ever hurt me. He would just rub his Johnny till he came on my pee pee and then he would wash it off.

    To this day I think back about him and maybe that is why I loved sex so much at a young age. Damn I remember him teasing me when I was a teen about how sexy I looked and if I remembered our game. I kind of wish I would have let him really fuck me when I was 13. We moved away and I never had a chance but I will always remember our game and I did like it very much even though I was so young.. I am glad I did not tell anyone thinking today .. Guess you could say he taught me that it felt good.. <3 This is sincerely my true confession .. I loved it ...

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 46

    I was fourteen. My school boyfriend, he was sixteen, came to see me. My Dad was a war veteran, he served with the 7th Army in Europe. He was a tank commander with an attitude when it came to me. I was scared of him, he would tell me that I couldn't get married until I was 29. My boyfriend was so scared to meet him.

    My mother took me aside and said second base, that feels good and your Dad will never know the difference. Second base, I had to drag him across the base. I showed him my tits. I grabbed and played with his boyhood. I pulled my pants back so he could see my girlhood. I didn't know where second base stopped, I figured it was anything except him poking me and getting me pregnant.

    He took me to a school dance, my Dad gave him the riot act. I took my panties off and gave them to him to put in his coat pocket. That night he got a full frontal view. I got to play with him again, this time getting him across the line.

    The day I walked down the isle I told my Dad I was not innocent but I was a virgin. So was my boyfriend, or I would have cut his balls off.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 26

    I was 13 in the 7th grade the first time the kid around the corner from my house ever did it. He was 16, a sports player.

    I can tell you the first time I hated it. He mentioned taking a dick in my butt but I had no idea what he was talking about. I had barely started masturbating at that age once he told me what masturbating was. So one summer day after swimming in his pond we raised off under the outside shower near the the little storage/pump house by his pond. Yes his dad put a shower head out the side of it on a little brick pad so that you could rinse the pond water off of you since it had dye in it. I went first as his mom brought out some towels and I still had my swim trunks on. She told me to take my trunks off and shower naked so that I could wash my private parts with the soap too.

    After my shower my friend went and I was drying off on the other side of the little storage house where the table and chair were. All of which wasnât visible from the road or house, their was a fence around the shower. My friend came around after his shower naked. I couldnât help but stare as he had a big bush of pubes and some big balls. He looked down and said puberty stinks lol. He asked if mine was changing yet and for him to let me see. I took the towel off and showed him my bald little package. He said puberty will start very soon for you.

    We got dressed and I went home for the day. The following day I went back over to swim again as it was very hot out and his parents werenât home. He was in the kitchen eating food in just his shorts and we talked. He started talking about girls and I said I was to shy to talk to them. Then he asked about boys. I said can boys even have sex with each other. He said sure they can. I was a bit confused and he said your butthole is used for sex.

    So we ended up in the living room and he took his shorts off to reveal his boxers he had on. I took my shorts off and I had white briefs on. He kinda smirked and said still wearing briefs are you. I said I never knew of anything else and he said itâs fine as he still had a bunch of briefs too. Thatâs what moms buy and all his dad wears. He pulled his now erect penis out the fly of his boxers and instructed me how to touch it. It looked huge to me but it was only 6.5â.

    Sitting on the couch I was giving him oral sex and enjoying it. He finally had me stand up and I pulled my briefs off. My little penis at the time was hard as ever and he gave me oral for a few minutes. Finally he said now if youâre comfortable we can move to anal. I was like how. He had me follow him to his room then he went to his parents room. He came back with a bottle of lube and said this will make it go smoother.

    He had me bend over the corner of his bed and spread my cheeks. He was lubing up my butthole with this cold lube and slowly pushing a finger in me. It felt weird, kinda hurt and I told him. He said itâs going to the first time but just relax. Finally he said Iâm gonna lube my cock up and put it in you.

    Once his penis head popped in my ass I was in pain. I was breathing heavily and he said slow down itâs not going in any further yet. As he talked to me he slid it in balls deep. He said you are so tight and I said Iâm now stretched as I can feel your huge cock in me. Then he began to pull it out and push it back in.

    I was now getting fucked in my butt and it only lasted around 5 minutes before he started to main and say Iâm gonna cum. I felt a warm liquid flood my colon and I felt his penis swell up big. He was was fucking me really fast as he cummed and stopped with him balls deep in me. I just laid there until he pulled out of me. I could tell my butthole was gaping and I was sore. He gave me a towel to wipe the lube off of my butthole and said now that wasnât bad was it. I told him Iâm sore and he said youâll feel fine in a day or two and the next time youâll only feel pleasure.

    So we went back down to the living room where we put our swim trunks on and went swimming. I could seriously tell I had cum in me and he said when you get you butt fucked you accepted the cum of the guy that has his cock in you. I went home that evening walking funny I swear. My mom asked if everything was alright and I said just fine. But I was leaking cum out of my butt into my briefs.

    So a few days later I tried it again and all I felt was pleasure. I was feeling so good receiving a cock and having him cum in me only felt so much better. I told him I leaked cum out of me the first time and he said that can happen, thatâs why after sex most gay guys wear briefs. He compared briefs to womenâs panties.

    To wrap this up we still have sex regularly and weâre roommates. We had sex as often as we could when in school which was around one to 3 tines a week. But since being roommates we have sex 4 times a week usually. I only bottom for him as I donât like topping. His cock is about 7â now as mine is too. And Iâm typing this lit as I sit here in briefs since we just had sex this morning.

    Oh and on odd note. My mom did walk in on us having sex when I was 18. She saw his cock in my butt and she was shocked!

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 18

    Sleepover Backdoor Accident

    I live in a remote part of Arizona. It's a small town and I really didn't have many friends.
    My best friend is a boy named Michael. His mom and mine are like sisters. He's a little older than me. He is kind and funny, but kids at school make fun of him and he's often bullied. They called him whale and orca. He is pretty big and let's say he doesn't play sports at school.
    I know what that feels like. The same kids would call me flat-chested, scrawny and ugly. When we hung out, we always had fun. There was no one to make fun of us.

    Me, I've always been small for my age and at the time of this incident, I was only twelve. It was summer time and we spent most of our days at the local creek. There were a lot of trees, squirrels and fun. Mom would bring lots of food and we had great times. At night, we would all hang out at our house and watch movies and eat snacks and popcorn in the living room. Most nights, us kids all slept on cushions with pillows and blankets. It was so easy to fall completely asleep. We would be so exhausted that no one made it past midnight.

    On one specific July night, we were up to no good. We were like wild animals. We played hard and tore up the creek. By six o'clock in the evening, we were in front of the TV watching. We were watching DVD movies and eating popcorn. Mom ordered pizza too! The first couple of movies were PG. Kids stuff. By ten o'clock, my brother and sister were too tired to stay up so they went to their room. Michael and me were still at it. We were laughing, tickling and fighting. Same stuff every day back then.

    He wanted to watch the Clash of the Titans, but I was really into the Twilight movies. It was my turn to pick so we watched my show. Michael's mom went home but he got to stay over, as usual. After mom, went to her room, I turned off the lights so I could get the full effect. I really love the part of the movie where she is in love with the lead character but is loved by two guys. How romantic. Most of the movie, Michael kept making fun of the movie and getting on my nerves. The only time he was quiet was during the love making scene. It seemed like he was really studying them and I teased him. I said, "What's the matter, are you in heat?" He did not like that. He just steam rolls me. While he was rolling, he rolled right over my hips and crotch. I swear, I felt him get stiff! I wasn't sure. I'd never had a boy on top of me like that before. He suddenly said he had to go to the bathroom and left.

    After about twenty minutes, he came back as the movie was ending. It was about midnight and I was very sleepy. Without saying much, he curled up into his blankets and fell asleep. I watched TV for a little while more and then turned everything off. I went to the bathroom and then changed out of my swim clothes and cutoffs to some old boxers and a baggy t-shirt. I don't know why, but the bathroom smelled very musky and weird. Who knows what he was doing in here, but it wasn't number two.

    The night was hot so I went out to the living room and turned on the big box fan. My spot on the floor was like a little wind tunnel. I had tied the ends of a big bed sheet around the fan. The edges were held down by pillows so when the fan was on high, it would blow op my sheet like a tent. Even thought the night was hot and muggy, inside the tent it was cool and the wind blew like a hurricane. It was so wonderful. Now it was about one in the morning and I was finally asleep.

    Sometime in the middle of the night, I was suddenly awake. I didn't know why. The blowing air was not like how it was when I fell asleep. A corner of the sheet must have come loose. I was about to get up to fix it when it fixed itself and the air was back on again. I rolled on to my stomach and went back to sleep. That is until I felt Michael's hand settle on my lower back. It was soft and warm. His voice was weird and soft. He whispered, "Are you awake? Did you call me? Hey, are you awake?" His hand was softly moving closer to my boxers with every word. I couldn't talk. So I just closed my eyes and tucked my head into my pillow. I thought he would go as soon as he realized I was not responsive. Instead. I felt him lay down next to me with his arm around me! He pushed up against me and was moving his hand up and down, from my armpit to my hip. He would slow down as he came near my tiny boob and then as he got near the end of my t-shirt and ass. He had his face near my pillow with him lips resting softly on my elbow. He was making a weird, quiet moan when he exhaled. I didn't believe this was happening so I stayed quiet.

    After about five minutes, I felt him harden against my thigh. That's when he started crushing it against me. Softly at first and then harder. His breathing became more of a grunt. Did he really think I could sleep through this?
    Just when I was thinking about rolling over and yelling, "What are you doing?" He slows down his breathing and moves away. I had a lot to think about, now. I may have to tell on him. But I know him and couldn't get him into trouble. He only has me for a friend. So I can't say anything.

    Just as I was thinking this, I feel the sheet slide down my legs and his knees pressing between my thighs, gently spreading my legs open. Next his hands firmly pull my t-shirt up my back as far as the fabric will allow. Of course I wasn't wearing a bra. My boobs weren't really that big anyway. And then I feel his full weight on my back. I was crushed. He was at least one hundred pounds heavier and there was no way I was going to be able to move him. I bit down on my pillow and tried to take a breath. Before I could, I felt his body start rocking back and forth. It took a few moment to realize that with my shirt up and my bare back exposed, I couldn't feel his shirt because he wasn't wearing one. Come to think of it, his legs were pressing against my inner thighs and he wasn't wearing any bottoms either. I though he was dry humping me, but I was wrong.

    The next thing I feel is a hand slide under my little breast. He was squeezing but since there wasn't much to squeeze, he moved to my puffy little nipple. Here, he doesn't even try to be gentle. He works my nipple until it is hard and very sensitive. The whole time, he is making some primal noise, "Hmmm-uhmmm, Uhmmmm."

    With his other hand, I feel him reach between our bodies and starts gripping himself, rubbing it between my ass-cheeks. My boxers are still on so the fabric is starting to get sticky from his pre-cum. With my legs spread, every time he rubs himself against me, he pushes the leg hole over more and more. Soon, he's pressing his penis against my bare ass. This must have felt great for him cause next he just pulled my boxer to the side enough so that he was able to slide it up against my pussy and the crotch of my boxers. That's when he shifted his weight and closed my legs so he could fuck that gap. For me, it didn't hurt or feel great. I was just shocked and riding it out with my face in my pillow. This was all new for me. I just thought that maybe he really loved me and this was what it must be like.

    He was moving faster and pushing hard on my backside. Somehow, he slipped and when he push up against me, his shaft slipped upwards and not down. He let out a gasp, like he had hurt himself. Then I felt a burning pain in my ass. Oh, shit, it really started hurting. I must have let out some noise, cause he went stopped everything. He wasn't moving, moaning or even breathing. I felt like I was impaled. It took several minutes before I could relax my anus enough so that it didn't hurt so bad. He just stayed there with the tip of his cock in my little virgin asshole. This is not how I pictured my first time.

    My eyes were closed tight against my pillow. Why didn't he take it out? Then his cock started to push forward slightly and then even slower, it pulled back slightly. At first it wasn't noticeable, but then it was. Each time he pushed, it went in a little more. To me, it felt like I had to go to the toilet, really bad.

    He must have gotten the head of his cock past my anus cause he started pumping it with short fast strokes. Both of his hands were on my ass now and he was trying to tear my ass-cheeks apart. He was kind of guttural with his grunting. He was really starting to worry me. That's when his grip on my ass got hurtful and his whole body tensed up against my little body. I could feel a shudder hit his body and then he was spilling warm cum in me and onto me. He tried to pull out got me and my boxers really messy and sticky. The air from the fan was blowing on my wetness.

    I was lying there confused, wet and in pain. All I wanted is for him to hold me and kiss me like they did in the movie. Instead, he slid out from under my tent and went to clean up. I didn't move even after he came back to the living room and went to sleep on the couch. I rolled over and pulled down my t-shirt. I could feel the wetness that had pooled in the crotch of my boxers and the trickling of his semen oozing out of my crack.

    I don't know why but I scooped some of it into my hand and rubbed it on my belly and nipples. I liked the felling and the smell. I even like the taste.

    Well I got up before everyone and took a shower. I changed my clothes but put my dirty pair in a shoebox.

    I was very sad and a bit relieved when he acted like nothing happened. He's never said anything about it and he's never done anything like that.

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