Always Been Bisexual (with little experience)
In this story you will see the inexperience of a confused mind. I remember when I was about nine or ten years old how people (mostly family member) would tell me how cute I was. Now my grandmother (Half African-American & Native American) and one tough woman, decided to tell me one day the definition of the word cute. She told that female (girls & women) are cute, and males (boy & men) were handsome. Back in these days, you really had to pick your words wisely. My grandmother corrected me on a lot of things. I never had the opportunity to watch porn (of any kind) on TV, like you can do now. Back then, and if you were lucky, the only channels you can get was (2-4-5-7-9-11 and 13). One night when it was time for the k**s to go to bed, and I shared a room with my older brother (only one year older) my bed being a cross from his, we never fell right to sleep, we seem to have to tire ourselves out. We would wrestle. And this was all most every night.
One night I did not wear my pj's and just wore my under pants wrestling with my brother when he accidentally put his hand in my under pants grabbing my ass to flip me over. Now I assure you that was his only intention. I on the other took it as some else. But when he grabbed my butt, a different feeling came over me. We all lived in a great house back then, and a year later my first older brother, moved to the attic, leaving my second older brother (the one I wrestle with) to take his room. Now I had a room to myself and did not know what to do. I always wanted to go to my brother room and ask if he wanted to wrestle again, but I didn't want him to know how grabbing my ass made me feel. That was the last time we wrestled. I am not sorry that the wrestling stop. It cause me to learn what I liked.
I was sitting on the front porch when I see a new family moving into my neighborhood. I remember saying as I sat there, dame!! that's a lot of k**s. Our family's made friends with them very quickly. They were good people and teach us (the k**s) a lot of things. The neighbor (No,No, no names) had five boys and five girls. There was not a sport that they could not play. Basketball was there favorite and taught me a few moves too. I found myself getting pretty good at basketball. I was not about 14 years old, out on the basketball count with our new neighbor, when I made one great move that win us the game. The ball was thrown to me, but I had to jump to get it. And in mid air my body turned towards the basket, I shot and made the ball go in. I felt good that day thinking (and it was the last time I though this way) I can do anything.
After the game was over, my friend and I walked over the benches to see if we could cooldown after that intense game. Hours went by and we lost tract of time just talking about anything and everything. And then he just sat there on the bench looking at me, and softly muttered, you know you are really cute. I like my grandmother tried to correct him by telling him, you think that I am handsome, right. He said NO!!!! you are cute. From the time that I can remember, I have always heard that. Still sitting on the benches, we watch the sun go down. And that is where he made his move. He asked if he could fuck me. I had a flashback to when my brother accidentally grabbed my ass, and how much I liked it. I was hope that the felling would be the same. So, I said sure. What do you need me to do. He said WHAT!!!!!
And I said what do you need me to do. He laughed, and then asked me how much experience I have in being a bottom. Now on top of my friend wanting to fuck me, he is going to make me look stupid too. We walked behind the benches, it was dark, and I watch him put out his cock. Already fucking hard, I then putted down my pants and got on my knees. Without any kind of lubricant, he tried to put his cock in my ass. Very fucking painful. He could not put his cock in my ass and started to get a little upset. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!! he said. Being that he tried to make me look stupid earlier, I told him that you should have brought something like Vaseline to loosen the hole. He got mad, pulled up his pants and walked away. It need not bother me that he walked away. Actually, I was glad he did. That's when I know being a bottom boy, was not for me. I guess I did have the right butt for that.
One night I did not wear my pj's and just wore my under pants wrestling with my brother when he accidentally put his hand in my under pants grabbing my ass to flip me over. Now I assure you that was his only intention. I on the other took it as some else. But when he grabbed my butt, a different feeling came over me. We all lived in a great house back then, and a year later my first older brother, moved to the attic, leaving my second older brother (the one I wrestle with) to take his room. Now I had a room to myself and did not know what to do. I always wanted to go to my brother room and ask if he wanted to wrestle again, but I didn't want him to know how grabbing my ass made me feel. That was the last time we wrestled. I am not sorry that the wrestling stop. It cause me to learn what I liked.
I was sitting on the front porch when I see a new family moving into my neighborhood. I remember saying as I sat there, dame!! that's a lot of k**s. Our family's made friends with them very quickly. They were good people and teach us (the k**s) a lot of things. The neighbor (No,No, no names) had five boys and five girls. There was not a sport that they could not play. Basketball was there favorite and taught me a few moves too. I found myself getting pretty good at basketball. I was not about 14 years old, out on the basketball count with our new neighbor, when I made one great move that win us the game. The ball was thrown to me, but I had to jump to get it. And in mid air my body turned towards the basket, I shot and made the ball go in. I felt good that day thinking (and it was the last time I though this way) I can do anything.
After the game was over, my friend and I walked over the benches to see if we could cooldown after that intense game. Hours went by and we lost tract of time just talking about anything and everything. And then he just sat there on the bench looking at me, and softly muttered, you know you are really cute. I like my grandmother tried to correct him by telling him, you think that I am handsome, right. He said NO!!!! you are cute. From the time that I can remember, I have always heard that. Still sitting on the benches, we watch the sun go down. And that is where he made his move. He asked if he could fuck me. I had a flashback to when my brother accidentally grabbed my ass, and how much I liked it. I was hope that the felling would be the same. So, I said sure. What do you need me to do. He said WHAT!!!!!
And I said what do you need me to do. He laughed, and then asked me how much experience I have in being a bottom. Now on top of my friend wanting to fuck me, he is going to make me look stupid too. We walked behind the benches, it was dark, and I watch him put out his cock. Already fucking hard, I then putted down my pants and got on my knees. Without any kind of lubricant, he tried to put his cock in my ass. Very fucking painful. He could not put his cock in my ass and started to get a little upset. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!! he said. Being that he tried to make me look stupid earlier, I told him that you should have brought something like Vaseline to loosen the hole. He got mad, pulled up his pants and walked away. It need not bother me that he walked away. Actually, I was glad he did. That's when I know being a bottom boy, was not for me. I guess I did have the right butt for that.
5 años atrás
