Where it happened: mexico
Langauge: english
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
things happen, that later on you think about and wonder how it affects you, if at all. when my parents were stationed overseas, i was enrolled in a scout (like) program to give us something to do. most of the boys were local, and a few of us were expats.
the local boys were a whole lot less inhibited than us, and it wasn’t uncommon for them to walk around naked when we were at camp. they just didn’t seem to care all that much. note, it was also the first time i saw uncircumcised boys. the expat kids tended to be more reserved, and whenever we went to the showers we wore swim trunks.
one afternoon, we went to this swimming hole, and the local boys just got in naked. the gringos weren’t so sure of this, but out there at the swimming hole, we said what the hell, so we jumped in. i was still developing, and circumsised, and the cold water shrunk what little i had, and one of the local boys teased me unmercifully.
that evening after dinner, he spent time talking to me, he was about 15, and very latin aggressive. thinking back, he cut me out of the crowd to become his ‘friend’. he was pretty aggressive, and it wasn’t long, after lights out that he came over to my cot and and crawled in. he put his hand over my mouth, and pushed my pjs down and he humped me.
he was very strong, and he got his pecker right up against me, and using his saliva for lubrication, he just overpowered me and i was his. the next day everyone at camp knew that i was his and off limits. to these boys that was acceptable behavior. from then on i was his. he would flick my ass, and grab me and dry hump me, and showed everyone he was the man and i was his bitch.
of course, i learned to blow him. he would stand there and pull his pecker out and pull the foreskin back, and i would suck him until he was hard as a rock. he didn’t much like ccumming that way, he much preferred fucking, which he did a lot. i won’t say my butt was sore, but i will say that i could feel him, even when he wasn’t there. he also liked sucking me, although he was always real careful not to be seen when he did it.
when we got back to school it was pretty much common knowledge that i was his, he strutted it, and his pals sort of congratulated him for it. he had girlfriends, but he didn’t abandon me. me, well i was in love with him, and was real jealous of the girls, but i understood his pecking order, and just had to accept it.
when my father’s stint was over and we left, i missed him terribly. eventually i found another lover, and i was well experienced and knew what to do, and was quite active in my world. i don’t think i ever really questioned it, from the moment that i was taken that night at camp, i knew that i was a man’s man. a full passive partner, i really like macho guys, i have fully accepted my role, and enjoy it completely. i guess my ‘friend’ that day knew it too.
and i think of him always, deep down inside i still love him, and if i close my eyes i remember vividly that first day, that i wasn’t goint to escape, he took me and i belonged to him. oh, how i like to relive that moment.
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