My father's little sister was married to a man she met in college. He married her and moved out to California where we lived. When I started middle school he was nice to me and bought me nice sweaters. He wanted me to wear them when I went to school, and told me not to pay attention to the other kids who made fun of me. We went to the lake one weekend when we were older, and I stayed in the cabin with him and my cousin. I saw him in the shower and he didn't cover up or anything. That night he came over to me and told me that he had seen my dick when I was peeing and he wanted me to know he thought it handsome. Not all boys have handsome dicks he told me. He sucked my dick before letting me go to bed that night.
I had to suck his dick a little later. He let me hold it first and he showed me how to jerk him off with my hand before he asked me to put his dick in my mouth and suck him. I really liked it, I liked holding his dick and I liked looking at it. He kissed me on the lips and I loved it. Around school there was talk of gays and queers and I knew I was one of them. I really liked this boy in my class named Tony. He was Italian with jet black hair and bright blue eyes and long eyelashes. I showed him my dick one day in the bathroom and I asked him to show me his. I grabbed his dick and jerked him and when he as hard I sucked him. Tony was really gay, really gay. He liked me kissing him and laying around naked.
I fucked Tony when we were seniors. When Tony turned around he had tears in his eyes. I asked if it was because he didn't like it and he said no, he did like it, it just made his eyes water. I liked kissing Tony, getting naked, fucking him and giving him blowjobs. Tony drew and painted pictures for me and for Christmas he gave me a 'boy's knife' he bought at Montgomery Wards. There's so much more but that's enough for now.
