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Milwaukee--My first experience was when I was 16. There was this guy who came around my block a lot to hit on girls. I thought he was handsome and couldn't understand why the girls would say no.

I watched him and his brothers. He was 17 or 18 and he and his brothers were all "malado" (mixed breed). Their father owned a bar around the corner and they all liked to fuck. I mean fuck anything that was moving- and I was moving.

There was this girl who lived on the block who had a reputation. We were very close so I would visit her a lot. It was as if she knew I'd turn out gay.

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Well, one night he was there begging for cunt. She only let him feel her breast and that was it. He got angry and left. I stayed an hour more.

When I decided to go home, as I said my good-byes and made my way down the stairs, he was there waiting for me to come down, standing down in the dark hallway.

We talked a while. He seemed nervous. When I looked down I saw he had a hard on. He grabbed my head. I said "no." I wanted to play hard to get.

He then went into my pockets and took my door keys out and told me if I wanted them back I must suck his big cock and suck it good. I got down on my knees, wanting it so badly. I tasted my first taste of cock by running my tongue over it. He moaned a sigh of relief. I then put my whole mouth on it. It was sweaty and cheesy tasting but I loved the power it had. I could taste pre-cum in my mouth.

He then began to move his hips back and forth, slowly then fast As his big cock went down my throat I went into his pockets searching for my keys. As he fucked my throat, I noticed I had my keys in my hand ten minutes ago but wanted him still.

We heard a sound. I got up and he zipped up his pants. It was his older brother coming over to Debra's house.

I ran up the stairs and hid in the darkness. I could hear he and his brother giggling and whispering about something.

Then up comes his brother who asks me straight out to suck his dick. I did; I got down on his big cock and sucked like there was no tomorrow. As I slurped on that cock of his, his brother came back up and I didn't care if he watched; I kept right on sucking.

Dayris, the first brother, came up behind me and started to grind his cock up against my ass. I got so turned on by these two brothers I took Spanky's cock down my throat. He yelled oh, shit, wow and Dayris pulled down my pants. He stuck his finger in his mouth and then up my ass. I was so turned on I felt little pain.

He then rubbed some spit on my asshole and on his cock. He kept saying relax, relax. I did. He took his time with me. I slowly backed into his big tool until it was in.

Spanky then began to fuck my throat viciously, his body trembling. I ran my hands all over his chest. He never wore a shirt.

Dayris was fucking my ass good and hard. As I touched Spanky's nipple he shot his cream, Dayris went frantic and shot his cum up my hot ass. I got up, pulled up my pants, ran down the stairs, and went home. I was afraid to come outside for a week, wondering who else they'd tell. But they never told anyone. Both now have kids. They respect me a lot. I'm 35 now and when we meet we have that look in our eyes and a secretive smile. Very true story. If it's not true may I never enjoy another man again.

Author Profile:  Boyd McDonald

Born in 1925 in South Dakota, Boyd McDonald entered Harvard as a high-school dropout after serving in the army in World War II. Jobs with Time, IBM, and several Wall Street firms preceded Boyd's career as a chronicler of gay sex. He was the founder and editor of Straight to Hell (alternatively the Manhattan Review of Cocksucking), and later published a number of anthologies of true sex histories. Boyd died in September 1993, two months after completing his final book, Scum.