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Subject: {ASSM} My Sex Life#2; (True,mtt,nc,incest,oral,anal,exhib,dom)
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Sex.
              The great obsession.
              These are the stories of my lives.  
              Its permutations of cocks and cunts, holes and moans and
slick fluids.
              The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to a
virtual exhibitionism.  I am able to fuck and get fucked in public. 
There is no kinky activity I have to hide away for fear that my
"normal" friends would consider me a deviant reprobate.  All of us
voyeurs can watch as I relive My Sex Life and expose all of the perverse
things that I have done and that have been done to me - things that
I have never told anybody.
              All of the stories written here are true.  I have been
eroticized all sorts of details in order create hot sex - but the the
actual "scenarios" happened.  In truth, sometimes the reality was
far less interesting, exciting or pleasant.  But my purpose is to
make you hard and wet.
              I started writing these stories about six years ago.  I
picked it up again last year and decided to reprint the whole thing
again in order to fill in the missing links and because its still
nostalgic.
             If you would like to comment on these stories, criticize
them, or whatever, send inquiries to strangesub@yahoo.com

    My Sex Life #2
                          Greg is a Pervert
    I was 14 years old in the summer of 1968.
    I was masturbating often, still to the incredible scenes in my
oldest absent brother, Jeff's, vast collection of hard core porn
novels.  And, by now, I had started cumming sperm when I jacked off,
my cock had gotten bigger, and some hair around my crotch area.  My
other brother, Mark, was 16 and still a big guy.
    The first week that school was out in June, it turned really warm
and we both wanted to go camping out in the back yard.  We were all
set for a big fight (we used to fight  a lot) when our mother laid
down the law that we could both share, or no one was camping out. 
This was fine by me, but Mark had planned to have a couple of his
friends come over and didn't want me tagging along.
    Well, his friends did come over and they begrudgingly let me join
them (my mother said so!).  Tim lived a couple of blocks away was the
most mature of Mark's friends.  He was a little shorter than Mark, but
with a muscular build and dark hair.  He was already shaving on a
regular basis.  Jimmy was the least mature of Mark's friends and lived
across the street.  He was skinny and my height.  Even though he, Tim
and Mark were older and two grades ahead of me in school, Jimmy and I
used to play with each a lot and he had even gone out with me one
night the previous year on one of my "naked runs."  So, although we
didn't really do anything sexually, we had touched each other's
penis's in the course of playing around naked.  His cock was the same
size as mine when it got hard, maybe 5 inches.
    We were all snuggled in our sleeping bags and I had taken off my
underwear inside the bag.  I had started sleeping naked all the time
and it was a turn on for me to be crammed into this tent with three
other guys who didn't know I was naked.   I was softly stroking myself
when, in the darkness, I heard Jimmy next to me ask, "You ever play
with yourself?"
    Startled, my hand left my stiff cock.  What was he getting at? 
Jimmy and I had more or less fondled each other last year, so he must
know that I masturbated.
    I thought about it and I said, "Yeah, I have.  It feels good."
   " It's called jerking off," said Jimmy.  "You want to do it now?"
    "Yeah," I said as I grabbed my naked cock again. "Let's do it."   
    "It's called masturbation, you retards," said my brother from the
other side of Tim, "and Dad'll kill you if he ever catches you doing
it."
    "What?" I said scornfully, "are you going to tell him? You don't
whack off yourself, cock sucker?"
     "I'm not the cock sucker," said Mark, "You are."
     My heart suddenly began beating very fast.  This was not fair, I
thought,  but not being very good at trading insults with the older
boys, I said feebly, "What are you talking about ?"
    "Why don't you suck my cock like you did last year?" said Mark
savagely.  He was getting back at me because I insisted on sleeping
out with him and Tim and Jimmy.
   "Hey, what's this about," said Tim next to me. "Greggy sucks cock?"
    "Yeah," said Mark, "He chomped down on my tool  real good last
time. He loved it."
    "Mark!"  I said in dismay, my heart racing and my hand squeezing
my erection.
    I was turned on, but how could he betray me like this?  But again,
my stupid mouth betrayed me.
    "You're the one that liked it!"  I blurted out.
   "Shit!" said Tim, "and here I am pissed off that we can't look at
the Playboys I brought because your little brother is here and he
turns out to be a cock sucker."
   "You can't tell anyone!" I insisted as my mouth kept on going.
    "Wow, neat." said Jimmy.  "You really sucked your brother's cock? 
I did that..."
    "I don't want to talk about it, I said lamely, interrupting him,
not caring about his confession.
    Tim and Mark ignored Jimmy also as Tim got out of his sleeping bag
and rummaged through his knapsack.  He pulled out a few well worn
Playboy magazines and threw them down in front of us. Then, in the
shadowy darkness, he took off his underwear and laid on his stomach on
top of his sleeping bag.  He turned on his flashlight and opened up
one of the Playboys.
    In spite of my humiliation, I scooted over, half out of my
sleeping bag to get a look.  So did Mark and Jimmy.  Although I had
been reading porn novels for awhile, I had never had a chance to look
at any nude magazines.  Jeff didn't have any in his collection.  So I
was fascinated.
    We were all huddled together lying on our stomachs but Tim was the
only one all the way out of his sleeping bag.  I could see hair on the
back of his muscular ass if I glanced backwards, which I did.  My cock
was still hard and I was gently rubbing it against my bag as Tim
turned the pages.
    "Far out," said my bother as Tim shone the light on the perfect
breasts of a centerfold.  I could see him moving around in his bag,
and realized that he was getting off his underwear also.
    We kept on looking at various sexually alluring pictures.  Jimmy
was half on his side, next to me and I could feel his arm moving under
him as he stroked his hard manhood.
    "Shit, we gotta do something here," said Tim as he turned over,
laid on his back and grabbed his erection.
    He shined the flashlight on himself and my eyes bugged.  His cock
was the same length as the mine or Mark's but it was massively thick. 
And he was really hairy.  He had hair on his chest, a few hairs were
even growing around his big nipples, and the line of thick black hair
went down his stomach to his large jutting cock which was surrounded
by a thick bush.  I could see his balls and
they looked huge - big and black in the shadows.  The tip of his tool
was glistening in the light with precum.
    "Hey, Greggy," said Tim grabbing his thick meat,  "Why don't you
suck on this?"
    I froze, my eyes darting to my brother for support.  But he looked
away.  He didn't egg Tim on, but he didn't say stop either.  He was,
I'm sure, of two very different minds about this.  He was as horny as
the rest of us, but I'm sure he was also regretting that he had told
the guys about our personal "secret."
    "Yeah Greg," Jimmy said, "Go ahead and do him."
     He pulled his bag off and had his fist around his thin cock,
pumping slowly up and down.  His eyes shone with anticipation and he
licked his lips.
    I was between Jimmy and Tim and Mark was on the other side of Tim.
 I kept on looking at my brother and softly said, "Mark?"
    "C'mon Greggy," said Tim.  "You know you want to..  Let's see what
you've got to show."
    Tim unzipped my bag and shined the light on my ass.
    "C'mon, turn it over," he said, giving my ass a hard smack!
    "Ow," I complained as I rolled over away from his hand.  My hard
peter bounced into the flashlight and a sticky trail of precum
stretched out from the bag to my cock, then broke.
    "Hey, you're ready, c'mon," he said grabbing my stiff dick. 
"C'mon, suck me."
    I again looked at Mark for help and hesitantly said, "Stop, I
don't..." but, I didn't pull away from Tim's hot hand.
    My hips twitched involuntarily and my cock moved in his fist.
    Now Mark said, " Hey, you're the one that wanted to sleep out here
with the big boys. Why don't you go ahead and suck him."
    I was dismayed at this betrayal by my older brother.  He was
supposed to protect me!  With that, my will weakened.  I felt very
alone and when Tim let go of my dick, put his hand behind my neck and
started guiding my head to his thick cock, I didn't know if I should
resist.
    "C'mon Greggy," said Jimmy, "Get on out of the bag."
    He pushed my ass and I was manipulated to get on my hands and
knees. I still didn't really want to do this, but I still didn't
resist. This was real life porn, but it was weird, but my dick was so
hot and hard....
    My heart was racing now as Tim positioned my head over his big
cock. Jimmy had his face down near my belly and reached out and ran
his hand up and down my twitching tool.  I groaned.
   "Man, that feels good," one part of my mind was saying.  Another
part was terrified.  And the danger part that liked doing crazy things
without getting caught had my heart hammering and my cock buzzing.
    "Yeah, baby," said Tim.  He gave the flashlight to my brother who
kept it shining on Tim's pole.
    Tim grabbed it with his other hand and said, "Lick it."  
    Craning my neck down, it looked like a huge mushroom.  "What the
hell," my flushed body sensually insisted, my wet cock now being
stroked by Jimmy... "Do it!"
    I licked the tip of his giant head, taking off the drop of
pre-cum, puzzling over this forbidden taste.
    "Mmmmm,"  he murmured, thrusting his hips up and mashing my lips
with his cock. "Keep on licking.  Lick it good."
    Mark kept the light on us while grabbing his own erection.  Jimmy
let go of my trembling pole and got up on his knees behind me.  He
started jerking off while rubbing his hand, cock and body against my
ass.
    I was trapped by my own raging horniness, and I started licking
the whole head of his dick as Tim's hand moved it back and forth.
    "Great," he moaned.
    This is what I had been reading about, so I had a better idea of
what to do now, in spite of the fact that I wanted a girl to do this
to me.  I licked the sides of his thick tool, wetting the stiff shaft.
 My saliva covered his flesh, and he moaned and moved his hand away as
my tongue got to the base of his meat and I tongued the top of his
balls, grunting and moaning with my own erotic pleasure.
    Suddenly he cried, "Suck it!" and with one hand on my head and
another on his cock, he pulled back and forced his huge phallus into
my mouth.
   I frantically tried to open up, but his massive pole stretched my
lips and filled my mouth.  His hips were thrusting into to me and
immediately the big head started hitting the back of my throat.  I
couldn't believe his huge hard on was filling my mouth, but now, this
time, instead of trying to stop it, I was totally turned on by the
whole fuck/ suck scene.  This was a pornographic fantasy come true! 
It was wildly erotic sucking Tim's cock with Jimmy beating off on my
ass and my brother watching. It was a forbidden thing that had me
outside myself, gasping for breath and totally losing any inhibitions
I might have thought about. I tried to breath through my nose, getting
further aroused by the sex smell of the tent.  I reached down and
cupped Tim's balls and stupidly tried to get more of the enormous
shaft into my mouth.
    "What a pervert!  This is great!" cried Jimmy as slap!, slap,
slap, he hit his dick against my ass.
    "Yeah, do it cock sucker!" yelled my brother as he watched, his
hand working up and down his own pole.
    "Now take it!" demanded Tim, " take my load in your mouth".
    His hips sped up his pumping and he started moaning "Take it!" 
    Then he put both hands on the back of my head and thrust his
massive tool hard into my mouth, choking into my throat, and his body
shuddered as his  hot seed shot out of his turgid tool, pumping down
my throat.  Blast after blast of his spunk kept cumming as he  kept on
thrusting and spewing his sperm.  I was gagging and choking as I tried
to breath and couldn't. He forced me to swallow his load until he was
finally spent.
    Only then did he let go.  I gasped a huge shuddering breath as I
came up for air, his sperm clogging my throat, the back of my mouth
bruised - when my brother immediately grabbed me and said, "Now finish
me off."
    I was panting hard and Tim's cum was still on my lips and tongue
as Mark guided my head to his bent cock and thrust it between my lips.
 This time he too had no reservations about slamming his dick all the
way into to my throat.  He kept his hand on the back of my neck as I
tried to breathe again and take him in at the same time.  It was
actually a little easier as my gag reflex seemed to be
desensitized and his tool was not nearly as thick as Tim's was.  As he
thrust his hips into my mouth, I felt Jimmy's cock rubbing up and 
down the crack of my ass.  He finally found the puckered bud of my
anus and he started pressing against it with the tip of his thin hard
manhood. I could feel his hands spreading my asscheeks, trying to open
up my asshole enough to shove his cock inside, but, I was so lost in
the throes of passion, that I paid no attention to what he was doing. 
I had read all about ass fucking, but porn fantasies were now not on
my mind at all.  I was engaged in the real thing.  I was struggling to
breath and suck my brother and my cock was on fire.  I was so hot I
felt like exploding myself.  Then, lubricated slightly by his precum,
Jimmy's small
head pushed open my anal ring.
    I heard Tim say, "You homo, you're fucking him in the ass."
   "Ungghhhhhh!  NNNNnnnnnnngghhh"  I yelled through my brother's
thrusting cock. It was like somebody had shoved a sharp stick up my
ass. I tried to move my butt, and I clenched my asshole, but Jimmy was
pulling me, trying to dryfuck his peter farther into my wounded hole. 
And my brother had no interest in what was going on at the other end
of me.
    He started yelling himself, "Fuck me! Fuck me!  Fuck me! Fuck me!"
 and his dick started pumping new cum into my mouth.  At the same
moment that Jimmy's thin rod was piercing my ass, Mark's dick thrust
deep into my throat and he started shooting his hot goo directly down
my gullet.  I gagged and tried to pull off again, but he gripped my
head tightly as he pumped more cum into my
 mouth.
    Although Jimmy had only shoved the tip of his head into my
asshole, it felt like he was trying to wiggle a hot poker into me. 
But that was enough to send him over the edge and he started shooting
off his load.
    "Bitch!  Fuck me bitch!" he cried. I felt the pain diminish. 
After the first squirt, he must have pulled out of my violated anus,
but he continued to pump his dick and shoot off onto my asshole and
all over the crack of my ass.
    My head was spinning and my whole body felt like a used dick and,
still on all fours, I grabbed my own cock and shot my load onto Tim's
sleeping bag.
    "Uhhhhnnnnhh!  Uh! Uh! Uh!"  I moaned as my body jerked with each
spasm.  My brother's cum was leaking out of my open mouth as I gasped
and groaned.
    "Ooooooo," moaned Jimmy as the last of his orgasm was spent on my
ass.   As I pulled back from my brother's still trembling dick, I
passed over Tim's tool, and it was hard again.  I stared in wonder.
    "You guys are disgusting perverts," said Tim his fist slowly
pumping his massively thick dong.  "And you shot your jiz all over my
bag. You should lick that up!"
    I looked at him pleadingly, exhausted, still panting and choking
on cum, but he again put his hand behind my head and forced it down to
the puddled cum on his bag.  I was revolted and spent, but I was so
mind fucked that I did as he demanded and cleaned up my own cum with
my tongue, licking the bag free of all traces.
    At the same time, he told Jimmy, "And you lick up your cum, you
little homo assfucker."
    Now Jimmy was always a weird kid and he apparently had no trouble
with Tim's demand, for I felt his tongue slurping away on my ass and
running sloppily over my asshole.  In spite of myself, I was
immediately turned me on again and I could feel my spent cock rising.
    "That was so good, I think we should do it again," said Tim slyly.
"Come here mouth fucker."
    With his hand still on the back of my head, he guided me back to
his re-energized dick.
    God,no I thought, and I resisted a little, hoping my brother would
say something now that he was satisfied. But he remained silent as Tim
forced me to go down on him again.  Even so, Jimmy was still licking
my asshole and I was surprised how good it felt.  The pain of the
minor invasion of his cock combined with the ministrations of his
tongue had rearoused me into a new rigidity.  Now Tim started gently
moving my head up and down over his large shaft, enjoying the
sensations of fucking my mouth.  I tried my best to accommodate him,
even though my lips, mouth and throat were starting to feel bruised
and I felt laden with cum in my throat.
    Then Tim said to Jimmy, "Spank his ass!"
    "Tim," said my brother, finally speaking up, 'Maybe we should...."
    "Should nothing," said Tim.  " Your baby brother is a cock sucker
and needs to be spanked.  Go ahead, Jimmy, spank him."
    "Nnnnnnoohhh," I mumbled around Tim's giant cock, again filling my
mouth to the limit, but no one paid attention.
    Jimmy slapped my ass.
    "Unnnnnhhh, " I cried jerking my butt, but Tim kept his hands on
my head and began to increase the tempo of his mouth fucking.
    Smack! Jimmy slapped me again and I jerked.  It hurt!
    Smack! smack!  He hit me again and again and Tim started moaning
and thrusting in earnest.
    Smack! I couldn't take anymore.  My ass was on fire.  Tim was
blocking my throat again with every thrust, my lips were sore, and I
could barely breath.
     Smack!  Jimmy landed a sideways blow directly on my exposed
asshole.
    "NNNNGggghhhhhhh," I moaned as Tim thrust again and started
crying, "Oh yeah, Mouthfucker!  Take it!"
     He started pumping new shots of jism into my tonsils and I tried
to swallow to keep on breathing, but Jimmy kept on slapping my shaking
ass and I gagged and coughed and couldn't swallow at all and wads of
cum rolled down the sides of Tim's dick as he spewed his load again
and again.
    Smack!  Again Jimmy hit me.
    "Stop it!" I coughed, as Tim relieved the pressure enough for me
to lift my head off of his giant pulsing tool.   "Just stop it!"
    "Mouth fuc-ker!" sighed Tim contentedly. "Wow."
    He put his hand down to his cock and felt his gooey sperm. "Ugh.
Jesus Greg, you made a mess. Clean it up,"  he said, nodding at his
cock.
    "Tim," I protested submissively, my ass aflame and my whole body
trembling with insane lust.
    "Tim..." mumbled Mark sleepily.
    "Clean it up mouthfucker," Tim insisted.  "Clean it up and you'll
be all done."
    My ass was burning and my swollen cock was pulsing, so, haltingly,
I reached down and started licking his cum off his belly.
    "Now the balls," he said.
    Even though I was revolted at this new act of degradation, I was
in a bizarre stage of erotic pain, and I kept on licking, cleaning up
his now flaccid dick and the spatters on his balls.
    "Yes, that's cool," Tim said, " You are one good mouthfucker."
    My brother hadn't said a word this whole time and now his eyes
were closed.  Jimmy too had  already gotten back in his sleeping bag. 
 Although I still had a raging hard on, I was now acutely embarrassed,
and I crawled back into my own sleeping bag without a word.  My ass
was still burning and my mouth and throat were sore and sticky with
cum. I remember trying to clean the jiz from my teeth and face as I
fell asleep to troubled dreams.  I also remember waking up later in an
orgasm of a wet dream involving big muscled women rubbing themselves
all over my body.
    The next morning, one of the first things Jimmy said was, "That
was great last night!  You want to do it again?"
    "Shut up, Jimmy," said Tim as Mark and I looked at him in silence.
"Just forget it, understand?"
    I looked gratefully at Tim as we all awkwardly got dressed.
    Although Jimmy mentioned the experience several times later, in
spite of my trying to shut him down, neither my brother nor Tim ever
said anything about it again.  It was not repeated.
  
    So now I was a regular little pervert.  In spite of my homosexual
experiences though (I was only 14), all of my fantasies were about
fucking girls.  I jerked off to vivid scenes of the sexual molestation
of woman and girls.  My brothers novels were still electrifying..... 
the young teenage brother fucked his even younger sister in the
garage, then had their family dog fuck her while his friends watched. 
Then they all took turns fucking her....  I was immersed in a whole
world of porno perversion and I wanted to be part of it.  I had been
doing "dangerous" things for a least a year now, mostly in the summer
when I could run around naked.
    Sometimes I would get naked during the day and sneak around
without being seen.  There were large open fields across the street
from our house (now it's all houses) and I could strip in one spot and
walk around with no clothes on in the summer when the grass was almost
over my head.  I would take one of my brother's porn novels and stroke
my hard cock, masturbating naked in the grass, knowing that somebody
could walk by me three feet away and not see me.  I would spurt my cum
and walk around, my dick still hard, with semen dripping on my body. 
I never got caught in the fields, but I did take risks, jerking off
naked while I could hear or see people walking by.
    There was also an overgrown woods and swamp down the block where I
would strip, explore the undergrowth in the nude for half a mile in
any direction.  There were secret places for me to hide pornography
and masturbate in the clean, soft woods.
    I had a newspaper route and I used to deliver my papers, at 5:30
AM - in the nude.
    I would ride my bike naked to the block of my route, and then I
would sneak from door to door, my heart pounding wildly at the thought
of getting caught.  Sometimes I would get hard and jerk off at
somebody's front door.  The danger and the forbidden perversion of the
whole scene were aphrodisiacs to my pubescent teenage fantasies.  I
always kept a pair of shorts in my paper bag to slip on, just case.
    Once, after I had walked up to the front porch and delivered a
paper, I turned around and saw a police car shining it's spotlight on
the houses, moving towards me.  I fell like a rock and killed myself
getting my shorts on, and when I stood back up, he was there in front
of the house, next to my parked bicycle.  I was scared shitless.  I
walked out and talked to him and he looked me over and asked "Do you
always dress that way?"
    "No, it's hot," I said lamely.  It wasn't that hot, and I had
nothing on except for my shorts, paper bag and sneakers.
    It turned out that a motorist had complained that there was a
naked man chasing her down the street.  We both figured she probably
meant me on my bicycle.  Although, hopefully, he was figuring that I
had had my shorts on.  I had been terrified that he was going to
arrest me right there.
    I also whacked my cock in semi-public places.  Once, during a
school assembly, I snuck from backstage into the orchestra pit, took
off all my clothes and jerked off while the kids were speaking
onstage.  I was lying there, entirely naked and while I couldn't have
been seen from the audience, if anybody on stage would have walked to
the edge and looked down, they could have seen me beating my meat,
shooting my sperm all over my chest and stomach.
    I did the same thing in our church auditorium once.  The minister
was giving a lecture and the audience was all adults.  There was a way
under the stage from another part of the building.  I crawled under,
stripped down and lay down naked right next to the front of the stage
where there were doors to store things underneath the stage.  I looked
through the crack in the door and masturbated, fantasizing about
various women in the audience that I could see.  Some of them were hot
looking.  I remember that as being a particularly intense orgasm.
   As an altar boy, we wore long red cassocks that covered our bodies
down to the floor along with a white blouse called a surplice.  Before
one service in the evening, I took off my pants and underwear and
conducted services naked under the cassock.  Again the silly danger of
this got me aroused and my cock was hard most of the night, sticking
out, rubbing against the heavy material of the cassock.  The second
time I did it at a night service, I realized that I might be really
stupidly dangerous.  While we were kneeling in front of the altar, I
was trying to adjust my cassock to hang more loosely, so that my hard
on wouldn't literally be straining to break through the material.  As
I felt the hem on my ankle socks, it came to me that my back was
toward the congregation and that there was a very high probability
that if I moved wrong, it would be seen that I didn't have any pants
on.  I had to be extremely careful kneeling down and standing up.....
    I didn't do that again, but one last time, a while later, I tried
it when I was the crucifer - he's the guy that leads the church
procession and carries the cross.  He has his own little booth next to
the choir where he sat during most of the service.
    Just once more, I went naked under my long white cassock that the
crucifer wore.  My cock was hard as a rock as I led the procession. 
There is a sort of white cloth belt/saddle holder for the bottom of
the cross that wraps around the waist and staff of the cross both
rubbed against my jutting erection and hid it from the view of the
congregation.  God, it was so perverted.
    After sitting in the private booth, I played with my hard on
during the service.  When I finally realized that nobody could see
anything beneath my
 shoulders because the booth shielded me on all sides, I tried the
grand perversion.  I unbuttoned the lower part of my cassock and
started gently massaging my naked cock.  Fully exposed from the waist
down,  I cheerfully masturbated away while, right  next to me, on the
other side of the wooden partition was a girl my age from the church
choir.
    I could look into her eyes and smile, not more than three feet
away while I gripped my throbbing tool in pleasure.
    I speeded up my strokes and orgasmed while they were singing, so
that moving hand and flushed and turned on face wouldn't be so
obvious.  It was mind blowing - spurting cum onto my naked thighs
surrounded by people.  It was almost a religious experience.
The perverted danger of it all turned me on.

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