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Boston-- When I was 17, I hung around with a friend my same age who lived around the corner from my house.

He had a younger brother who was 15 at the time. They had a pool and I didn't.

One day I called to see if he was home and to see if I could go for a swim. He wasn't home but his younger brother Jim answered. He was just about to go for a swim and invited me to come over. It was a real hot summer's day.

When I arrived he was already swimming. He had short hair and a slim hairless body that was well tanned.

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As we played in the pool, Jim frequently jumped on my back, piggy-back style, and when he did, dug the heels of his young feet into my crotch. Each time I would toss him off and he would jump back on. After 3 or 4 mountings I found myself getting real aroused and as I did Jim commented that I liked the feel of his feet in my groin.

We got tired of the pool and got

out. My parents were away for the night. I invited Jim over later in the afternoon.

When he arrived, we talked and put in a movie. After a bit, I told him to be comfortable and take off his sneakers. He was then in jeans and a T shirt.

The look of his feet in those bright white socks kicked off a foot fetish I've had ever since.

I, barefoot with only shorts and a T shirt, started to joke around and we eventually found ourselves lying on the floor watching the remnants of the movie in the VCR (Jaws).

I couldn't take it anymore and gradually moved my hand to the top of his sock-covered foot and slowly rubbed it all over, and Jim said nothing.

My dick grew to a rock-hard erection as I commented to Jim that it was hot out and he should take his socks off and be cooler. He then said go ahead and I removed both of his white athletic socks. He had gorgeous, well groomed, hairless feet, well tanned.

Once I saw those feet I said to Jim let's go to my room. It's at the back of the house and much cooler.

I turned on the TV in my room and Jim laid down on the bed. I laid down on the other side and we were head to toe. I face down, he face up. I once again started to rub his feet and then moved my own foot to his crotch and felt his cock growing hard as I rubbed it with my toes. The only movement he made was to open his legs so as to give my foot better access. When he did this I began to suck on the big toe of his left foot.

Before I knew it I had Jim naked and was sucking vigorously on his cock and licking his balls. For age 15 he had a good sized cock and a luscious set of balls that were not too hairy.

I gave Jim a few hickeys on his beautiful ass cheeks, which was his favorite.

For two years we had occasional encounters everywhere: in the woods, on a camping trip, and in my car.

Jim always wore his white socks and besides his cock, his feet and his ass cheeks were always well licked and sucked.

Those memories I cherish most.

Watches body in locker room

From the time I was 16, I had fantasies for a friend of mine. My most torturous times were watching his gorgeous body in the locker room at school, as we played the same sport. Dean had a nice body and tinted skin from head to toe, nice dark nipples, and was hairless except for his dark pubic and underarm hair. He had the biggest set of balls I had ever seen-- we used to joke about it behind his "sack"-- and a nice thick cock.

Dean was modest, but could have had any girl he wanted. Believe it or not, he wasn't that active. Through high school we goofed off and partied and usually in the summer would go for a late night swim in his pool. Of course we would skinny dip, sometimes in mixed company, sometimes just with the guys. Of course a majority of the time I stayed in the deep end of the pool to hide my hard on until I could get it down. As I watched his body swim around it wasn't easy.

Eventually he went away to college and we kept in touch over the phone and on vacations. His school was only 1-1/2 hours away.

On one cold winter weekend night, I called to see what he was up to. He asked me to go to another school to visit his old high school sweetheart, although they were now only friends. I said I didn't feel like going that far and he then invited me up to a frat party at his campus.

When I arrived, Dean wasn't in his room, so I sat and read the paper and waited for him.

He arrived shortly after and we opened a beer and talked. He then stripped down to his underwear to jump in the shower, and as he left the room he threw one of his socks at my chest. As I watched his underwear-clad ass leave the room I put the sock to my face and instantly got a hard on.

When he got back he dressed and we had a few more beers and off to the party we went. It was your regular wild party and all during the night he kept asking me, "Are you shitfaced yet?" Eventually after a few hours, we were both pretty drunk and we left the dwindling party.

On the way back he stopped at the bathroom and I went to the room. When he came back we talked a little and then I decided to go take a piss. When I went to open the door I found it was locked, and this got me thinking. When I returned from my piss, I again got very horny when I walked in the room. Dean was sitting on his bed, which was a bunk bed built out of two-by-fours, suspended over his couch to save room. He had taken off his sneakers and shirt and had one foot covered by a white athletic sock dangling over the edge of the bed.

This time I made sure the door was locked. As we talked, I walked over and placed my hand on his foot and left it there, and eventually began to rub it.

Sucks till mouth is dry

He leaned over and helped me up to the bed. We then joked around and started to compare our waist sizes and see whose waist was trimmer. As we joked around, he hit me with a pillow and I leaned forward toward him to push the pillow away, and when I did, I snapped the button on his jeans open. As I snapped open his jeans he just continued to lay back and neither one of us said a word. Before I knew it, I had Dean nude. I couldn't wait and took his cock in my mouth and sucked madly. I sucked his cock and licked those delicious balls until my mouth went dry. I couldn't believe my fantasy come true. I licked and sucked his body three times over, right down to the space in between his toes.

We beat off and afterwards we both drifted off to sleep. We awoke the next morning with incredible hangovers. Nothing was ever mentioned about the fantasy that had come true the night before.

Another fantasy came true for me in the fall of 1988.

Peter was the one in the group you never saw nude or even undressing that much in the presence of the other boys. Even when playing sports, Pete would always dress in the other locker room or in the bathroom, but no one ever said anything.

This all started back around 9th grade. When swimming at a friend's house one summer, about four of us were getting changed into our swimsuits, including Pete's younger brother. Pete came into the cellar from the backyard just as we started changing, but he kept going up the stairs and into the bathroom in the house. As we changed we all were joking about each others' cock size and how much pubic hair we each had. Pete came down when we were all changed and he was in his swimsuit already, too. This is when I began to wonder about him. I had to see him nude.

Peter is very intelligent and always had the gift of the gab and always was flirting with the girls and was not your most masculine type.

One night in 1988 a few of us went to a 50s & 60s club the next town over. About two hours later Pete showed up and started to have a few drinks. Pete had on faded jeans, a dress shirt, and sneakers. He always had a firm tight ass and it stuck out and was well rounded.

After being there for awhile, we were joking and checking out the girls in the club. A few times Pete came over to say something to me and the noise was so loud where we were standing you had to talk right into the person's ear. He did this a couple of times and the feel of his lips touching my ear gave me a hard on. In return I did it to Pete a couple of times, and about 1/2 hour later the club closed, and I conned Pete into coming to my house for one more drink, and surprisingly, he accepted. Of course I didn't invite no one else. As I walked past him to my car, I brushed my hand across his ass, and he said nothing.

Puts hand in Pete's shorts

When we got to my house we had a drink and I talked Pete into staying overnight instead of driving home & he agreed. Of course we were both drunk.

We went to my room and as I was getting undressed, Pete slid off his sneakers & shirt and lay face down on the bed. Deciding I was going to make a move, I threw him a pair of sweatpants and he got up to put them on, stripping off his jeans but leaving his underwear on.

He once again lay back down on the bed face down, and I made a comment about his size-11 feet, and he laughed and seemed to drift off to sleep.

I stripped to my underwear and got in bed on top of the covers like Pete. I waited 15 minutes and I placed my hand on Pete's ass and slowly rubbed it. He seemed startled and I pulled my hand away, and to my surprise he rolled onto his back and I placed my hand on his crotch and crossed my fingers.

I eventually put my hand down his underwear and felt his cock and soft pubic hair. At this point I thought the hell with it and I slowly pulled his sweats and underwear to his ankles and slipped them over his feet. He seemed to squirm to make it easier for me to remove them but continued to seem asleep. I turned my dimmer lamp on low so I could see his body. Pete had a moderately hairy chest & stomach with dark nipples and a thick cut cock. I took his soft cock in my mouth and it grew thick fast, and was about 6 inches long.

I went down and sucked his balls and Pete let out a small moan and opened his legs a little. I licked his balls and continued licking down each leg and to his great feet, and sucked his toes and licked all around the tops of his feet.

I returned to his cock and blew him for awhile and he continued to seem to be sleeping. I continued licking him and decided to bring him to orgasm. After sucking for around a half hour, Pete awoke suddenly and seemed flustered, although I believe he had been acting asleep. He got up and mumbled he had to get going and hurriedly got dressed.

He commented that he'd keep this between the two of us and then he left.

Pete and I have seen each other many times since and so far have never mentioned that fulfilling evening. I also still have never told Pete the incredible load I blew when I jerked off when he left. It was incredible.

Mr. McDonald, I am 27 years old and these are my true experiences. I have had a few more encounters which I will send to you in the near future. (Disregard.) I decided to add one more experience.

Summer 1989. John was 19 at the time and he lived down the street from me. We knew who each other was but never talked until one summer's day I was having a few beers with a friend while sunning ourselves in my driveway. John came up and shyly asked if I would go to the store and buy him some beer. I couldn't resist this young, unbelievably cute guy and did him a favor. Over the course of a month it became a regular thing and we became friends.

One day he stopped by wearing only grey shorts and sneakers. His body was well rounded, hairless, and hard. I couldn't resist and said slip off your sneakers and relax.

'He pushed me away'

He did. When I saw his entire body with only his shorts on, especially his cute, great looking feet, I went nuts.

I had a party the following night and invited him. He showed up in jeans & T shirt and sneakers and we all played drinking games and got pretty shitfaced.

I talked John into calling his parents and telling them he was staying over [at] a friend's house.

After everyone left, I cleaned up while John lounged on the couch watching T.V., and when I finished I turned out the lights and went over to the couch. I lifted his feet and sat down, and his feet rested on my lap.

About five minutes later I unlaced his sneakers and took them off and he said nothing. I then slipped off his socks and he said, what are you doing. I said now you're more comfortable aren't you, and he agreed.

I couldn't resist and started to rub his feet and then ran my hand up his leg toward his crotch, and he pushed me away and said he didn't want anything like that.

I didn't push it and suggested we go to bed, and talked him into getting in bed with me, but he kept his clothes on and I stripped to my underwear and climbed into bed.

John cont'd (ran out of paper).

Laying beside him I had a hard on. I waited awhile and he drifted to sleep. I quietly and slowly reached over and unbuttoned his jeans and slid down his zipper. I folded the flap of his jeans back enough to get his beautiful young cock out.

I began to suck him off and hoped he didn't wake up and flip out and I sucked & sucked. He got hard and I kept looking to see if his eyes were shut.

I fingered his balls and he shot his load into my mouth, and it was young and warm, and John never stirred. I only worried now he might let go with an after-orgasm piss, so I tucked his cock back in and zipped up his jeans, and fell asleep.

The next morning John left and that fall he went away to school and we sort of lost touch, except for occasional meetings around town. That gorgeous young body I shall never forget.

Once again these are all the truth and hope you can print them. I enjoyed writing them and jerked off to each experience I wrote when I was done.

P.S. I sent you two envelopes of experiences.

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.