Scent Confessions

I fart in my closed hand and inhalte my scent afterwards. I like it and I won't stop doing that.

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we were 12-13 and at a sleep over, he and I at another guys house. We had a few beers and we're watching tv. We had been talking about sex all day and how we had felt up girls and fingered them. The host had dozed off in front of the tv and my friend started asking about feeling a girl up. He pit his hand on my thigh and asked if that was how you started, I was wearing briefs. I was under a blanket and he had his hand under there. He rubbed my thigh a little and in a whisper asked if he was doing right. I just said yes that's right. He didn't stop and he was now inches away from my crotch. I was getting hard and didn't know what to do, I just froze as he slid up and began feeling my dick and balls. He immediately remarked that I must like that and all I said was it feels good. Last I remember is him saying it will feel better if I go in your underwear. His hand went down and his touch was driving me crazy, he had gripped my cock and was stroking it. As I really started getting excited our host woke and rolled looking at us asking if we were still watching the show. I'll never forget how it felt answering him while my other friend had a hold of my dick. I said, you can turn it off. As I rolled away from my friend he let go. The next day he asked me up to his room and it all unfolded. I had been thinking all day how good it felt and how wrong it was, the good won out. We quickly had our pants and underwear down and he was playing with mine and I was looking at his. I finally gave in and reached over and played with his. We were up there for more than an hour, we had no idea that we were edging each other, it came natural. We would stop the other when we got to close to coming. He suggested we try and come at the same time. We laid on our sides then face to face and teased away on one another. We were rubbing them together and looking down watching was putting me very close. I told him and he just responded that he he was going to "shoot off" as we said back then. He started shooting on to me and immediately used his semen on me and I started coming. I never felt anything like that before, I had jerked off but this was different. I wanted to stop doing it with him but didn't. We must have done it 30 times that summer, we did it ever time we could be alone. At 15 I had a girlfriend I was fooling around with and I stopped with him until 17-18. We were alone for some reason and drinking, I think another friend was with us and someone drove by and he got in the car with them. We parked in a secluded spot and were drinking beer when his questions about sex with girls started. I knew where he was going and didn't really want to but was a little drunk and horny. His hand came over and went at my crotch and when I didn't stop him he went for my zipper and had my jeans down in a minute. I was so hoping he would suck me. After a while I felt guilty about no touching him so I reached over, he immediately dropped his pants and I could see his cock. It had gotten so much bigger, bigger than mine by two inches and really thick. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I was very impressed with it and told him so. We held them together and he was noticeably larger and his turned down a little, while mine turned up. I was a little shy of six inches and mine was really skinny back then. He was well into seven inches I would say and so fing thick. The urge to suck him became unbearable after a while, I couldn't believe I wanted to so badly. Once I went down on him I realized I was going to finish him as well. He was surprised and made me stop after about two minutes so he could suck me, which I enjoyed but all I could think about was getting back on him. We were both very turned on and I said something like let me finish you as I went back down. He gave me two warnings but I never slowed, I took all of him and probably kept sucking him for two minutes after he finished. I remember his shaking as sucked and tongued his sensitive head. As we switched positions he asked me what I did with it, I just said its gone. You swallowed it? Yes. As soon as he took, me in his mouth I was coming. I must have let go ten or more ropes and he couldn't take it all. It was all over us. He was so happy after we finished, he was holding on to me and kissing me, that's when I realized he was fully gay. We kept it up till we were 23 and he found a lover. I was never emotionally attached and never will be to a guy. But that was still some of the best sex I've ever had, only two encounters do I remember so well, that one and when my wife and I had a three way with another guy. It's like those moments are on video in my mind thirty plus years later.