Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Strange Things that Boys Do Part 1 SeXStoRY

“The Strange things that Teenage Boys Do” Part 1 John Kavanagh opus_pistorum@yahoo.com Chatting with trusted friends over the years I am fascinated by the variety of ways in which young people explore both their bodies and their emerging sexual capacity on reaching puberty. Unconstrained by convention or societal imposed inhibition they will often indulge in activity which later they might shy away from. I was no exception and it wasn’t until in more recent years the www opened up adult sites with self-posted videos and written accounts that one realised that of course there is nothing unique sexually in this world and indeed there are many who indulge in the whole gamut of sexual enjoyment. One such was my own enjoyment of used condoms. Having experimented with pretty well the full range of the possible sexual repertoire with the other guys at school (an all-male boarding school where on puberty the combination of bubbling hormones and a lack of supervision after “lights out” gave a free reign to sexual experimentation and indulgence). Added to that was the discovery of the world of the “Gents” loo in the local town – looking back I must have been a source of great joy to those adult males frequenting that Victorian establishment). However I still had a lingering fascination with the female body, as yet unsatisfied in reality, the usual explorations with other juvenile girls in the ritual of “you show me yours and I will show you mine” and certainly only marginally helped by the limited joys of “top-shelf” magazines. It was then that I discovered the local “lovers lane”, actually a secluded car park on the downs, and the by-products of many such liaisons; namely the used condoms. As our time to explore from the confines of the school was confined to Sundays these were usually freshly used and as I picked up the first was struck with a fascination that this very object had been lodged deep inside the vagina of some woman, albeit unknown. The knowledge had an immediate arousing effect upon me and as I sniffed at the knotted sheath I was sure that I could still scent the female juices coating the latex above the pungency of the material. My cock responded as instantly as only a cock of a youth of that age can and being in such a secluded place in no time my shorts were around my ankles and my right hand clasped over my small rigid cock and wanking with a full intensity that led to an intense and rapid orgasm, the scented condom plastered to my nose. Such joy! Naturally the next Sunday found me, this time accompanied by Brian, another boy from school, with whom I had confided my recent discovery and in minutes we had found a couple of condoms both clearly well used judging by the ample deposits of semen in the ends. Being “close” friends we had no sexual inhibitions and this time we took our time, retreating to a small sunlit glade, stripping off and taking a more leisurely approach to our sexual indulgence. It was Brian who more fully realised the potential of our finds pointing out that that his condom was unknotted and slipping the open end over his hard cock. While I wanked enjoying both the female scent and the vivid imagining of where it had recently been, Brian slid his penis deep into the recess of the well-used condom and started to wank using the spunk inside as a lube. His eyes closed and still enjoying my own variation upon the theme watched fascinated as he spun off into orgasmic heaven and shuddered to a spasming climax squirting his youthful spunk into the sheath. His shaking stopped and his eyes opened. “That was fantastic!” This was a comment clearly superfluous to the evidence of my eyes and ears but one so heartfelt that I knew immediately that I wanted to emulate him. Reaching out I grasped his subsiding cock and carefully slipped the condom off him, making sure not to spill any of the liquids trapped inside, no easy task as his juvenile penis was clearly not designed for the adult proportions of the previous occupant. Still clasping my own sheath to my nose I inserted my prick into the open end and slid inside feeling the strange combination of Brian’s hot cum and the cold of the ejaculate of the previous evenings tryst – maybe a strange feeling but one engendering a great thrill and my hand grasped the stem of my small cock as I wanked into it. Naturally I soon came and flopped down beside my friend, both sated, if only for the time being (in those days I recovered very quickly!) and we exchanged satisfied smiles. This started an indulgence that when other orifices were not available sustained my masturbation efforts over the years but always with a sneaking feeling of deviance. That is until more recently discovering the sort of porn sites available today – I realise that I am far from being the only one to so indulge! Interestingly enough, in all other circumstances condoms act as a total turn off to me. Odd how the mind works isn’t it?

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