A Few Firsts - Sex Stories

A Few Firsts

... clothes, each of the mass to watch out for their b*****rs in arms, he paused then said: "Right down to sexual needs when necessary!" The class went dead quiet. He continued: cultures like this had no taboos on men taking care of men for sexual needs while on Campaign! Women of course were not allowed on campaigns. They had men who were male concubines private to the high ranking, others male whores, but also fierce fighters! You could see the class was of mixed emotion. Some of the girls giggled, some blushed. The boys in the class were all dead silent as these thoughts got digested. Me, I imagined being on a Quest: I literally put myself into that role, I think all too easily. I was turned on by the thought! As I looked through the room some guys were shifting to hide a growing sign of embarrassment. I guess I was not the only one with kinky thoughts. The prof continued by saying, In a lot of cultures our term of “Gay” has no meaning, that some cultures promote male relations and bonding as a way to stop unwanted pregnancies from the pubescent males. India has men that take on roles of women preforming sexual favors: they are revered! In many cultures women are not allowed to be loose sexually. A loose woman brings shame to her f****y. These women can be “Honor Killed”. Of course in some countries being homosexual will get you a death sentence also. I think the USA made male sex taboo, that it had been brought to our culture early through the Puritans who settled here ...

... first, where it has been accepted through history, and even in modern cultures of the world today. The memory of that lesson came flooding into my mind as I wrestled with my thoughts. Comrades, that’s what my br0ther and I were now! The weather was getting warmer, school was drawing to a close, finals were looming on the horizon, and we were turning in books, cleaning our desks and lockers out. My friend Mark from my other story had walked home with me. As we walked up the drive, the painter was packing up, saying the walls were dry and we could put the furniture back. We grabbed a snack and a pop and went to work. It took several hours to carry the stuff back in and arrange it. After we were done we sat in the basement watching TV, as it was cooler than the rest of the house. My next older br0ther was with his swim coach at the local swim club getting ready for a summer of swim meets. So we were alone, dinner was already on the stove for self-serve, as the cook left early on Friday nights. Mark and I sat there, and of course the subject of Cindy came up, then the BJ and off we went on a tirade of what we wanted to do: the fantasies of young men and future sexual conquests! Soon the rise in our pants overtook us: Mark asking if I wanted to look at Playboys and then jack off? Do you have to ask? We were alone so have at it: it's not like we haven’t done it before and we knew the rules. I pulled out a few PBs that had been stashed and tossed them on the chair next to him. He stood ...