("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: sexual.txt (mostly mm,firsts) Authors name: Randy randy446@hotmail.com Story title : SEXUAL ----------------------------------------------------- © Copyright 1998 -- This work is copyrighted to the author, with all rights reserved. -- This work may be archived and displayed on non-commercial web sites without permission, but please do not remove the author name or address. Thank you ----------------------------------------------------- My sexual experiences by Randy (randy446@hotmail.com) I'm a closet bi-sexual. I started masturbating to orgasm at age 6. I started to experiment with nudism around age 7 by stripping nude from the waist down and masturbating in my back yard behind the garage. I found national geographic for pornographic excitement about the same time. The lady who lived next door to us used to sunbathe topless and I'd take peeks through the fence at her, then masturbate. At the age of 10, when we moved to another house and I finally got a private room, I started to strip nude in my bedroom and masturbate even more often. Then, whenever my family was out of the house and I knew I'd have some time alone, I'd strip nude and walk through the house, it used to turn me on to just be nude in the living room when I knew it was forbidden usually. We moved to another house when I was 15, much smaller, but I did all the same things and got a bit more daring with how and when I would go nude. I used to strip nude in the day when I knew I could be caught, but thought no one would come in on me. I never did get caught. Then, we moved to a hotel room for a while, that was hell in one way, and great in another, while I lost all privacy, I used to get to see women at the pool in next to nothing swimsuits; sometimes hookers would show up at the motel in next to nothing. Then, during the summers, I'd go into the pool when no one was their when there were few cars in the parking lot, and I'd strip out of my suit while swimming and swim nude, it was great. Then we moved to another house; I was back to having some privacy, and I used it well, I also had a much more private backyard so, when my family was away, and the weather was nice, I'd strip nude and sunbathe in the backyard. It was wonderful. Then I got to my college years. That's where I really began to realize I was a closet bi-sexual. I found lots of good porno and information on nudist camps in the library. I also found that the library's bathrooms were used for more than I thought. I got a subscription to playboy and used to take it into the bathroom and jack off in one of the stalls. One afternoon, I noted a hole had been punched in the divider between the two stalls. It got bigger each day. When it was about quarter sized, I realized it was probably not just an accident or someone pulling a screw out of the divider. I continued to use that stall to jack off in. One afternoon, I realized I wasn't the only one jacking off in the stalls in the bathroom. I could see under the divider the unmistakable shadow of a hand moving in the stall next to me. What shocked and excited me was looking over and seeing an eye at that hole; looking at me doing the same thing. The guy wasn't just jacking off, he was getting excited looking at my hard cock being jacking off. I froze... I let my big dick just sit there, he stared a while longer and I heard the little plops of cum dropping into the toilet next to me, he flushed and left. Soon after, the hole got too big! Guys started giving blowjobs and anal sex through it, and I stopped using the bathroom there. It was just too much. During college, I also got a private mailbox, and started to answer some of the personal ads in the back of an alternative newspaper in town. I never met anyone, but I got some very arousing notes, particularly from guys. I used to write to couples, women, gay guys, I also replied to some ads as a woman, just to see what some of the couples and guys would write; it was really amazing how specific they'd get. I got really turned on one day when a guy wrote back telling me how he'd like to massage me and play with my cock and balls before giving me a blowjob. I even called him and briefly talked to him on the phone; it was really a turn on. I talked with a couple of guys I wrote to, but didn't meet them. One guy had my interest because he and his wife were looking for a bi guy to play with. I should have actually met them, but I didn't have the guts. I also started putting ads on phone systems as a bi-guy looking for other guys or couples.. or as a guy looking for a woman. I got tons of voice-mail messages. I finally called one guy back who seemed harmless enough. He was interested in giving me a blowjob. I finally agreed to meet him. He sounded okay on the phone and warned me he lived with a teenager he had to get out of the house for a while.. he did warn me he was kinda tall and big, but I didn't realize he was so big. I arrived and my heart was pounding, knocked on the door and was totally shocked at his size. I went in anyway, but almost immediately told him I didn't want a blow job, just maybe to get jacked off. He agreed. We chatted for a while... his apartment was kinda run down; we watched TV for a bit, then I got up and said I'd like to get started... so, I stripped nude. There I was, for the first time in front of some strange guy -- nude -- for sexual purposes. It was great. I sat down next to him on his couch, and he started stroking my cock. I got hard and came almost immediately, but he let my cum go everywhere; it spattered me in the face and hair, strait up, all over his couch, carpet and even on his cheek. He enjoyed it, he got up and toweled me off. My first bi-sexual experience. I stayed nude for a while; he offered to get nude and jack off, but he was just not attractive. I got dressed and left. After the first guy, I waited a year before I did any- thing like that again. In the meantime, I found the wonder of getting a massage... It was great because I could get nude and have someone touch me. My first massage was great because it was a young, pretty woman who let me get totally nude and stay uncovered both front and back for the full hour. It felt good and she got to look at my cock for the last half-hour of the massage, then, she gave me a shower; and she got to see my body up close and personal then too. But, I was still interested in cumming with a guy. I was working nights by this time. I found an ad in the alternative newspaper for a guy who gave massages. It looked like a coded message, "are you curious?" was the headline of the ad so, I called him. I asked what he meant; he said that I wouldn't be dis- appointed. He was right. I got to his apartment and found him to be obviously gay; he was wearing a robe and tiger print bikini underwear. I paid him the 25 dollars up front for the massage, then went back to the bedroom to strip and lie down. He came in, took off the robe and began a great massage. I could tell he was aroused, but I didn't touch him. I let him do all the work. When I rolled over, I had a hard on. He looked at my cock and said it was very nice when he was done with the massage, he dripped some oil on my cock and jacked me off. He pulled my cock so it was straight up in the air; he said I was a lot bigger than most guys, I came like a volcano, straight up and all over. He wiped me off; it was great. Shortly after that, I found a female masseuse at a place I was sure was a front for prostitution. She asked me discreetly if I wanted a "full" body massage. I said yes, but didn't' understand. I asked her to explain. She said it included a "hand release" for a 40-dollar tip. I told her "not today" but she did let me stay uncovered; she even got on the table to give me the massage, all of which was against the rules. But I didn't care. The next time I went, I asked for and got the "hand release", she did a very nice job of working the oil on my dick, and slowly moving her hand over it until I came. Unfortunately, she moved away shortly after that and I never got to get a hand job from her again. Then, I tried a place that was advertised as "oriental tan", basically it was a whorehouse in a shopping center. I went in after calling ahead for an appoint- ment... I was led to a private room with a table by a young lady; she told me to pay the 60 dollar "house" fee, and I did, then she checked my ID, then she told me to strip and began giving me a price list. Her accent was so thick, I didn't understand. I only had another 20 bucks on me, so she told me all she would do was jack me off while topless. She let me touch her tits, they were very very nice. The first tits I'd touched. But she did a lousy job at jacking me off, really fast and hard, and I came quickly and without much enjoyment. She explained I needed to come back sometime with more money and we could fuck. Well, I never went back, that was too much money for me. After the last experience with the "oriental tan" place, I realized that paying for sex at a place like that was just a waste of time and money. Getting a massage with a hand job was fine because the massage was always good... but I started to get more into conversing with people on the BBS and on the phone. The next guy I talked to was from the computer system. He was bi-sexual and laid back. I had said I was interested in receiving anal sex and was looking for someone with experience who would take their time. Mainly, I was afraid of getting some over-eager guy who wanted to literally rape me. Well, this guy was nice, quiet, said he had some porno we could watch and do whatever. So, I went over to his apartment one afternoon. He was not at all like I expected, he was older than I thought, short, bald, and fat. We sat and watched porno of guys, women, 3 ways, orgies etc. It was very good stuff. I came in my pants, but had no interest in getting it on with him. I wound up leaving after about 2 hours of pornos. The next guy offered pretty much the same thing. He sounded fairly cool, laid back, etc. offered to watch gay porno with me at his apartment. So I went over one night after talking with him on the phone for a while. He was gay; fairly nice looking, and lived in a nice area of town, actually not too far from the guy who gave me the jack off after the massage a year earlier. Anyway, we watched guys fucking and sucking for a while... we talked a bit; I was really nervous. But after a while, he stripped nude. I did the same, and we sat down and he immediately grabbed my dick. I was real close to cumming after watching the porno for a while; I took his hand away and told him to wait a bit; he got real prissy and told me to leave because I didn't know what I wanted, I didn't get it, but left. I'm guessing he would have gotten upset if I had cum on him after a minute of his touching my dick too. Oh well... probably for the best, he was pretty weird. The next guy was pretty cool; he was on the computer as well. he was a California surfer type. I again said I was interested in finding someone to fuck me... He said he was interested in anything! He was bi-sexual and apparently experienced at anything and everything. After one miscue on hooking up, we got together at his apartment; we sat in his apartment and talked about all kinds of things for a while, then we moved into his bedroom. We both stripped nude; he got some oil out and gave me a great back massage. He tried to get his finger in my ass, but it was too tight. Then we traded places, I gave him a back massage and rubbed his butt and legs, when I was done with that, he rolled over, he was really hard. I oiled up his cock and jacked him off; he touched my cock as I jacked him off. He came really hard and spewed cum all over the bed and on my hand. We cleaned up and took a shower together. The odd thing was, I didn't cum that after- noon. I wanted to watch him cum more than anything, and I did... The next guy I hooked up with from the computer BBS was interesting; we talked more than we did anything else. He was an executive and lived in a nice house, and was a closet homosexual. Neither of us could let anyone know we fooled around with guys, so that was okay. The second time we met was strictly for sex -- but... well... he was just too eager. He really wanted to fuck me, but he was just too eager. We got nude and went outside to his hottub.. we played around in his hot tub for a while, then went back to his bedroom for a bit. He tried to get me to suck his dick, then he tried to suck mine, but I was just not comfortable with him. So I wound up jacking him off, sort of, but he couldn't stay hard for whatever reason. Overall, not a very satisfying encounter, we parted company and I've never seen him again. I finally got a bit more daring after that and I started fooling around a lot more with women after that... _____________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 8