I found some porn magazines in our basement when I was an impressionable youth…and that changed my life!!! NOW I knew exactly what they were doing a...nd why they enjoyed it so much. I began to masturbate and dream about being with guys. I loved the thought of sex and wondered how it would feel. Judging from my mom’s reaction, I thought it must have felt pretty damn wonderful!!! My parents were very passionate. It seemed like they had sex almost every night. This just peaked my interest even more.. ‘Suck it,’ I bit off, ‘unless you want it going in your asshole dry.’ I watched as he began to lick and suck the fake phallus. I pressed forward until I heard him gag, and then slowly pulled back. I continued to thrust in and out of his mouth as he worked to get my cock wet. I fucked his mouth for a few minutes, thoroughly enjoying the sight. I slid down his body and knelt between his legs. Reaching over, I grabbed a pillow and placed it under his hips. I gazed into his eyes as my nails. As far as I can remember I have always had a litte crush on some boy, and occasionally some girl, perhaps a female teacher. But they quickly faded away as waking fron a dream. I loved crawling into bed with Jake early in the morning as the sunlight was just creeping into his room and cuddle up close to him. I was fascinated by the mysterious bulge under his pajama pants but my tiny brain could not discern what on earth could cause such a thing. My sole experience with the male anatomy was. It took me a moment or two to realise who it was and then another moment to remember the fact that I was still completely naked and in full view of Vicki. She had come down the path to meet Jay coming from the garage and was caught probably as much by surprise as I was. I instinctively grabbed for something to cover up but in my haste it got caught on the foot of the bed, leaving me still completely nude and Vicki still staring in through the window. And then Jay caught up with Vicki and turned.