Things were really bad for me. My parents were getting divorced and they fought all the time. We had a servant, Jules, a French Man who pretended being a valet. He would come and tuck me in. He would slip his hand under the covers and rub my behind, his middle finger would slip into my crack and he massaged my hole with the tip of his finger.

I had my first wet experience while he massaged my hole. I remember it perfectly and the feeling I had when I had my first ejaculation. Funny how somethings you never forget and want to relive the experience.

I am a 45 yo divorced man and I confess that I’m dating a woman I have no interest in because of her beautiful 7 yo son. I have read so many fantasies on her that I hesitate to post a true confession, but here goes. Katie, the girl I met on a dating app is sexy by all conversational standards, she is thin, tanned in shape and oozes sex appeal and while she loves me, I don’t even notice her. Instead I am 100% head over heels with her son, a fact she is aware of and tolerates if not encourages for whatever reason. Her boy Dixon is a gorgeous little thing with blond curls and tanned skin like his mother. I spend almost all of my free time with him and I’m head over heels in love with this boy. I’m obsessed with clothing him in white cotton panties and skimpy sun dresses as he is a very feminine boy. His mother often trusts me to take him for several days at a time which I very much look forward to doing several times a month. We like to go out on what I describe to him as “dates.” Being as feminine as he is and wearing tight dresses, most everyone just assumes that he’s a girl. I enjoy holding his petite little hands in public and maybe when no one is looking, I will kiss him as if he were a woman. Then there are the handful of times we’ve made love. Usually in my car in a mall parking lot or at a cheap by the hour motel. I call him “baby, baby doll, lover, sweet child” and other terms of endearment. He has a spall wiry little body and a well shaped butt that attract all kinds of grown men at the places we hang out. I will often introduce him as my”girlfriend” in public and most people understand that we are involved in a loving sexual relationship. This relationship has been going on for 4 months now and I’m going to ask his mother if he can move in with me. If I have to touch her pussy one more time, I’m going to puke.

My godfather started to fondle, wank and suck my dick when I was around 7 years old, and I still let him, even in my late 30s. He is in his mid 70s today.

I'm married to a beautiful lwoman, but the way he treats my penis and swallows my load is out of this world, and I don't want it to end. I didn't like his sucking as much back when I was 7. It kind of tickled too much. It felt good and unpleasant at the same time. But I have always been special to him, so I didn't complained and I loved him very much then, and I still does. From time to time I sucked his penis too, but only if it was my own choice. He never forced me. His precum and sperm was salty and sticky, so I didn't felt any needs to swallows as he did. Actually I didn't liked it that much, but I did it because I knew he loved it, and I liked the way he responded when I took his cock in my mouth. He was married to a nice woman (she died 8 years ago), but she never wanted to give him oral pleasure. He eventually swallowed my first ejaculation when I was 11. I didn't understand what actually happened, but my body sort of exploded in heavenly spasm. I saw tears in his eyes when I looked at him right after, and thought I had done something wrong. But he just smiled at me and said he was the luckiest man on earth.

I don't know how many gallons of my sperm he has been eating during the years, but his throat is always willing to receive more of my juice. The worst day of my life will be the day he dies. I will miss him badly.

As a note - I have never considered to report him to anyone. And I have never told a soul about this. This is the first time I confess about my gay experiences with my godfather - anonymously of course. And I have never felt any shame, guilt or harm about this long lasting secret.

This is a continuation from #4926

When I came home to my hometown after the summer holidays with my aunt, I was going to start third grade at a new school. There I quickly became friends with a girl my own age. She and I hung out both at school and in our free time. We lived in what is called a drabant town with lots of blocks of flats. In the basement of these blocks there was a living room and common area for the residents. There it was possible for us kids to hide a little away from our surroundings, and it didn't take long before me and my girlfriend found ourselves in such a basement room. We were completely alone and could play undisturbed.

Like most nine-year-olds, we were curious, and I asked her if she used to play with her pee like I did. She grinned and blushed, but nodded eagerly. - "It's great" - she said - "but mom and dad get mad if they see me doing it. But sometimes, when I'm alone, I rub my cunny with my fingers, but then I just get scared that mum or dad discovers it, and then I don't dare to continue" - she said. - "The adults are just stupid" - I said a little cheerfully. - "Can I cuddle with your cunny, then you can cuddle with my dick?" - I asked. She became a little skeptical. Looked around nervously, looked down at my crotch and got even redder in the face and breathed fast. "OK" - she said - "but you can't tell anyone" - "of course not" - I said - "I never gossip about anything secret".

We took off our pants and underwear. Then we stood there and looked at each other. Me with a hugely stiff, hairless boy's cock pointing at her, and she with her cute cunny without pubic hair, which she a little shyly tried to cover with fumbling hands. I remembered what Auntie had done with my fingers, so I gathered my index and middle fingers and placed them in the place Auntie liked so much. Then I started moving my fingers gently back and forth in her slightly wet crack. Not as wet as I remember my aunt being, but wet so that my fingers slipped easily.

She reacted almost immediately and her legs began to numb. - "I have to sit down" - she said.

There were some old mattresses there, which I quickly put on the floor. Then we lay down. I continued to gently massage her in the crack, as aunt had done with my fingers, and her body trembled more and more. I paused and took her right hand down to my cock, telling her how to hold around it and move her hand up and down. - "I know", she said - "my uncle likes me to do that with his dick, and other things." - "Okay" - I said, and didn't think about it any more. I continued to massage her crack and she jerked my dick. She did it a little harder and more intensely than my aunt had done, but it was delicious. - "Won't you lick me then, so I can suck your dick afterwards?" - she asked suddenly. I thought back then that only boys sucked each other's cocks, and I didn't understand how I could suck a crack like girls have. Lick..? What was I supposed to lick? I asked how to do it, and then she spread her legs apart while lying on her back, spread her pussy lips and pointed to a small lump in the crack. - "You can lick there like when you lick a lollipop" - she said. I did as she said, and it tasted quite similar to when I sucked my friend's dick. I liked it. I licked and smacked, while she became very restless and herself in her body. She moaned and I had to ask if everything was okay. I remembered my aunt... - "YES! JUST KEEP LICKING LIKE THAT!" - she moaned quite loudly. - "Don't shout like that. We have to be quiet so no one hears us" - I said, and continued to lick. I could see that she was gritting her teeth, and her eyes were rolling and she was grimacing. Suddenly, her whole body arched as she shook. She stayed in that position for a few seconds before laying back down. - "My God, so delicious!" - she said, and was completely red in the face. I smiled and was happy that she thought I was good. - "Do you want to fuck?" - she asked, while I was on my knees between her legs with my stiff pecker straight at her. - "Just stick it in here while you lie on top of me" - she said, pointing to the hole in her crack. I fumbled a little, but suddenly my cock slid inside her, and I felt a delicious and warm feeling that was indescribably good. I moaned in pleasure as I instinctively moved up and down. It was so good that very quickly I saw stars and my dick throbbing uncontrollably. I lay over her for a while and just breathed fast.

I pulled out of her hole and knelt a little in front of her. We giggled and laughed a little shyly as we looked at each other. My dick was completely wet. - "Look how wet it is" - I said. - "It will become wet when it has been in there. You can just wipe it off with your sweater" - she said. I did as she said. - "When my uncle fucks me it gets a lot wetter" - she said - "and then white spray comes out from his dick, and what he sprays comes out of my hole afterwards, and then I use to wipe it away with paper. And sometimes he squirts in my mouth, and then I just swallow it down. It's not dangerous" - she told me while I listened with interest. - " Can we do it again some another time, if you want?" - I asked as I looked at her. - "Yes, we can" - she said. Then we put our clothes back on and went out to play with other friends.

Today I shake my head at how little knowledge she and I had. We had sex several times in that basement, but I moved on after a year. Anyway, she was the first pussy for my dick. I lost contact with her, and don't know where she is now, or how she fared. I still hope her uncle was kind to her and didn't force her to do anything she didn't wanted to do.

Sorry for my limited English. English is not my main language.

I was almost 5 years old the first time I experienced something erotic, and which I remember as a thrilling experience. I was with my great-grandmother in a sleeping compartment on a train. There were bunk beds in the compartment, but my great-grandmother said I could sleep with her. This was in 1971, so I peed in a so-called pee bucket before we went to bed. So did my great-grandmother, who at the time was close to 70 years old and a fantastic lady, and whom I was very fond of. After we finished getting ready for the night, I became aware of how nice, smooth and beautiful the underwear she wore; pinup style. When we had laid down, I lay next to her bottom in a spooning position, and my pee got really stiff. "Do you like great-grandmother that much?" - she asked, while laughing lovingly and patting me on the side of the ass with her free right hand. I confirmed that it felt so good to lie like that. She positioned her ass in such a way that my pee slipped into her butthole, outside her panty fabric. I was naked. This is how I lay and felt this delicious and tickling feeling, and with instinctive jerking movements before I fell asleep. Great grandmother said nothing more, neither then nor later. At another time (I was still 5 years old) I lived for a while with my grandmother's sister (great grandmothers offspring), and while living there I got shingles. She got hold of an ointment from the doctor, which she was supposed to apply to me. I was completely naked when she applied the salve, and when she smeared my crotch my pee got really stiff. She grabbed it and massaged it while she laughed. Her husband was sitting nearby. He laughed too. I remember this as a nice and innocent experience. Later, when I had turned 7 and started school, I became friends with another boy in the class. He showed me porn magazines that his father had. He wanted to do what the people in the magazines did, and we took off our clothes. Suddenly we were in the 69 position and he took my stiff pecker in his mouth. It was so delicious that I started shaking all over. Suddenly he asked if I wanted to suck him too. I saw clear liquid oozing out of his pee and didn't know it was precum at the time. I tasted it and I remember it was just a little salty and smooth. I liked it. But it was hard to concentrate on his pee when it felt so good in my own dick. So we decided to take turns sucking each other. He could really suck that boy. It was so delicious. My whole body shook, and suddenly I almost fainted. Today I know I had my first (dry) orgasm. Afterwards I did as he had done. He also had a dry orgasm. We did this until the third grade. After this I moved to another part of the city I lived in. I was then 9 years old, and lost contact with my sucking and jerking friend. This was my first sexual experience of many. Maybe I'll write more later. Sorry for my limited English. English is not my main language.

In the summer holidays of 1977, when I was a 9-year-old boy, I stayed with my aunt somewhere in the country I live in. She was married and at the time she had two small children, a girl of 4 and a boy of 2. Every morning I was allowed to be in bed with my aunt and her children, after her husband had gone to work. One of those mornings, her two children were playing on the floor by the bed, and I was lying alone next to my aunt. She pulled me close, and I got to lie on her shoulder. At the same time, she stroked my back with her right hand, while she took her left hand on my right hand and placed it on her lower stomach. I could feel her pubic hair with my little finger and I got a rock hard erection. My heart was pounding, and I was breathing heavily. She noticed this and suddenly I felt her right hand move around my thin body and she grabbed my boy cock. I was in heaven and both swallowed and breathed heavily. She jerked my cock so deliciously and gently, while talking sweetly to me. "Are you OK?" Does it feel good?" I couldn't say anything. I just nodded my head. As she caressed my cock, she brought my right hand down to her pussy. She took my index finger and middle finger together and placed them on what I today know is the clitoris. She used my fingers to massage herself while caressing my cock. It didn't take long for my whole body to shake and a powerful ecstasy hit me. My cock pumped in her hand as the dry orgasm waved through my body. She continued to rub my fingers in her pussy while I lay there in an orgasmic frenzy. But suddenly she stopped and her body went completely stiff and there was a sound I had not heard from a grown woman before. I was a little scared , and thought she was very ill. "Aunt, are you sick or in pain?" - I asked a little anxiously. "No" - she said smiling - "I'm just very, very well, and you're such a good boy" - she said smiling. I was so happy. I still had my fingers between her labia and she led my fingers further down. "Do you feel how wet it is?" - she asked. - "Yes, do you peed yourself?" - I asked. - "No" - she said while laughing friendly - "that's how it is when girls play with their pee" - she said. - "Its because a girls pee need to be smooth and wet before the man sticks his pee into the hole you can feel, but you should wait until you are bigger and have become a man before you do that to a girl" - she said. - "Okay" - I said, and didn't think about it any more. I was still euphoric after the cuddle time with my aunt. - "Now we're going to get up and wash ourselves, and after that we're going to have breakfast" - said my aunt, as she got up from the bed. She was naked and I looked at her body as she put on a dressing gown. She suddenly sat down on the bed again, and looked at me a little sternly, while putting her hands on either side of my face. Seriously, she said you can never tell anyone about this, because it was illegal for her as a grown woman to cuddle with me who was a little boy like that. And that there was going to be a lot of noise and nonsense if I told anyone about it. I promised her I would never tell (Which I never did either) Nothing more sexual happened with my aunt that summer, but she was good and kind. I received both the closeness and care that all children need. We never talked about what happened that morning, but for me it is a very good memory.

Sorry for my limited English. English is not my main language.

When i was around 9, me, my brother and my mom went to my godmother's house for a party. We stayed late, and they stayed in the living room. I, however, was in the closet, balls deep in my godsister who was the same age as me.