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Becoming gay experiences
My uncle was stationed in a small town in Mexico as an agricultural advisor to the local university. When I was 15 my parents sent me down for six weeks during the summer to learn Spanish, and to spend time with my cousin (he was 16).
We went out one day to this part of town he had never been in and we were followed, blocked and forced down an alleyway and we were beat up and robbed by a group of about six guys. When we got back to his house and his parents called the police they said there was nothing they could do, no evidence and just feel lucky they didn't ** us (even if we were boys).
The idea of being ** got in my head. It stuck and didn't go away. I started wearing tight pants and no underwear and starting hanging out at the mall in the bathrooms, going in when I saw a man go in. I got ** all right, but it was behind the dumpster at the 7-11, by a vagrant and I had to be checked for AIDS every six months for years.
But boys will be boys and I liked it so much I started hanging out at this corner where other boys went to be picked up by men in cars and taken to hotels or apartments or in the back seat to ** ** and give them your **. I really liked it, I liked sucking ** and liked having my ** **. I made friends with this man, he became a regular picking me up. He had an apartment in the not so nice part of town and he took me there. He shaved me completely, ** and all and loved licking my ** before ** me.
I don't think for a moment what happened to me in Mexico turned me gay. It just put the thought in my mind. Of all the experiences, when I think back on them, that first time dragged behind the dumpster by that vagrant man was my best time ever. After than everything was mild.
When I was 18 I was sentenced to 90 day jail term for possession of LSD. I was led to believe that I would get a fine and probation, and didn't hire a lawyer. I was stunned when the judge said 90 days. Within seconds of my sentence being imposed, I was handcuffed and put into a van for inmates.
I was brought to the jail and put into a small room and told to strip naked and wait for my intake guard. A huge guard came in and said that I ** up in life and he was going to show me how to survive as an 18 year old in jail.
He slapped me hard and handcuffed me bent over a chair and ** my **. It was brutal. He then slapped me around and then walked me, naked to my cell. I had three cell mates waiting for me. My first night was a living nightmare as all ** me all night long. I screamed and cried all night long.
I was a ** by that guard and at least another 15 inmates before being released.
Now, 30 years later, I want to be ** again just like when I was 18.
I just don't know how to go about getting **.
I was ** by a man while I was playing in the woods at 13. I loved exploring the local woods and made a fort to hang out. At that time, I got erections for no reason I could figure out. I learned to touch myself to **.
I was naked doing that when a guy came out of nowhere. He shoved my undies in my mouth and tied my hands above my head to a tree. He grabbed my ** and squeezed and stroked it. With his free hand, he started probing my hole. It hurt, but the more I tried to wiggle, the more he went faster and harder with his fingers.
He took off his clothes and he had a huge **. I panicked knowing something bad was going to happen from the crazed look in his eyes. That was when he started slapping my ** and trying to push his ** in me. I tried to keep him from getting in, but it popped in and it burned. The more I struggled and tried to scream, the more he said that's it... Be my little piggie.
He must have ** in me several times. He finally pulled out, but he jerked me off calling me his good boy. He untied me after he was dressed and left. I cleaned up best could and got dressed. I had no idea what just happened and why, but I found that I was hard again. Why was that happening?
Late, a friend that was my age told me I was getting hard because I was turned on. I saw his hard-on as he was showing me he liked seeing me naked. I got excited seeing his **. I told him what happens to me and he started doing the same thing to me.
I loved it and still have no idea why. I still fantasize about it and look for older men to do it again to me.