How I got addicted to underwear: A True Story

By the time I was fifteen, I had been working in theatre, local TV, commercials and in catalogs in a big American city for five years. That summer I was invited to Summer Stock in another state to appear in a comedy and a musical. I arrived there and met my cabin mates, three good looking guys a few years older than me. Jenson (Ginger), Rick (Black being a man of color) and Blonde Ross (Not their real names) 

While unpacking we got to know each other. One was from my city and belonged to the same Young Talent agency. Of course they talked about graduating and moving to LA and becoming a star. (One guy did become a TV actor but did not become a "star") After coming back from the dinner lodge, passing a window of my cabin I heard voices.

Rick was talking to Jenson. "Did you see his ass in underwear?"

"I did. Got hard. You know I love cute bottoms."

Rick smiled. "I would love to fuck that butt."

"I'd love to watch you fuck his butt, if I get a turn."

Ya know, how you know when someone is talking about you? A warn finger went up my back. What I noticed more importantly was a stirring, a sensation in my cock. In the theatre/acting world you grow up fast. You have to. I've been around flamboyant and macho gay men, drag queens, Producer pedophiles, drugs, bitchy actresses, booze, a friend whose parents stole all his money You're exposed to the real world very early. BTW I swear ... every drag queen is a theatrical costumer. I came to believe they were the guardians of kid actors. But that is another story.

So, for the first time in my life I had an epiphany. Something about their conversation and the images that came from their words, I realized I was gay too. I had long wondered if I was. I have looked at men, Rick said he wanted me which made me feel ten feet tall.

After the campfire we came back to the cabin. Walking in, Rick, who hadn't gone to the campfire, whistled at me. The two others entered. Rick was in blue jockey shorts with white piping. Jenson went to his bed and stripped to white briefs. Fruit of the Loom I noticed. I dropped my pants threw 'em on my bunk. I was wearing no name briefs with a red stripe around the waistband.
Ross waved a joint around. "Whose up for it. Hey new boy, Ronnie. Ya ever smoked pot?"

"Come on man. It's 1975 everybody smokes pot," I countered. I had my first 'high' a year earlier. I love the stuff. He passed me the joint. I took a good drag and held the smoke in my lungs for as long as I could. Gave it back to him.

Ross turned on his stereo. The Eagel's One of these Nights suddenly came on. As the marijuana took affect we all began to dance. Jenson pined me against the closet/dresser between the bunk beds. He pulled my shirt off. We danced. The pot was good. Rick came over to me. He nuzzled my neck. Blew in my ear " You're a handsome little boy."

"I'm not a little boy." I spit out.

"Course, you're not."

Jenson asked if I was straight or gay.

This was my first time saying it. "I'm Gay!"

Ross asked how old I was. "We're all 18 and gayier than gay!"

Laughing I said, "I turn sixteen on August 4."

"I turn 18 on August 5." Jenson shared.

I launched my arm in the air shouting, "Leos Unite!"

Rick's hands began rubbing my shoulders. Jenson started groping my ass . Ross kissed me putting his tongue in my mouth. Jenson stuck his hand in my underwear grabbing my cock. "Nice meat" I started getting hard." The three surrounded me and took turns, kissing me, groping my ass and jacking my ever growing hard-on. I felt like I died and gone to gay heaven

"What have you done sexually?'

"I dated two girls. But one was more like a friend but the other date. We were sitting in a car at the drive-in. The girl, Anita Mann, took my hand and put it on her breast. It freaked me out! Squishy thingy boobs."

"Have you touched a dude's dick, done anal? Blowjob?"

"Not yet. I've had offers from older men. But if I'm gonna try it I want to do it with someone close to my age, you know."

Rick smiled. Oh that sexy smile. "Would you like me to fuck you?"

"Not fair I called dibs on him this morning." Ross pointed out.

We all laughed.

Speaking to Rick, "If we do it here, those two are gonna watch."

Ross and Jenson yelled, "Oh hell, No!! I won't be watching, I'll be sucking your cock."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Okay, lI'll do it."

They walked me to big round rug inches away. We all dropped our underwear on the floor. Every man/boy had nice bodies and Rick had a big dick. But then I turned and saw Jenson's enormous shlong."Wow!!"

Ross made it clear that ..."We will fuck the boy smallest dick first and I'll be the last." Jenson announced

Rick continued kissing me. Then suddenly. "Take my cock." He whispered.". My hand took hold of him. It felt so natural. So manly. I could feel the weight of his cock in my hand. His balls were low hangers. I started jacking him and then I bent down and licked the head of his meat, he leaked spooge. I licked it. I instantly loved the flavor. Ross began licking and tonguing my hole while Jenson swallowed my cock whole and sucking me. I was in sensory overload. Jenson was the first dude to suck my best friend, my Penis. 

Blowjobs are mind blowing. Greatest pleasure I've ever had up till then. 

Ross stopped licking my puckered hole and started lubing me up. Rick put me down on the rug in a Doggy-style position. Jenson stuck his big ole dong in my mouth, fucking it. Rick got under me feasting on my cock while Ross was fingering my slippery hole. He began easing his six-inch dick into virgin love tunnel. 

"Oh God! Okay!" I started breathing hard. More dick went in and I let out a howl. More dick, more louder moans.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Oh my gawd. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck, oh my God!!!!"

"Man you are so tight." Ross said breathlessly.

"Man I'm so a Virgin!!!!!"

Rick got up and made sure the windows were closed and he locked the door too. "You can't get too loud baby boy. Other cabins close by. Jen put your underwear back on and shove your bulge on or in the Boy's mouth when he moans 'cause Ross is start gonna doing his impresion of a jackhammer any minute. The kid's gotta be tighter than tight."

I saw a white bulge coming at me. I inhaled him. Male human dick cologne. His funk intoxicated me. The ass fucking increased tempo and I groaned loudly. Jenson grabbed the back of my head pushing me into his crotch. The smells .... Ah

The jackhammering commenced. But it didn't last long. Ross screamed when he came. I felt it. I felt it in my ass. I love the feeling of a squirting cock up my butt. As Ross's cum ran down my leg, Rick wasted no time inching his seven-incher into my boy pussy, inch by inch with me breath heavy and heavier trying to suppress a loud MOAN! His pounding increased. "Fuck! Damn. Owww! Oh God fuck!"

"This is the tightest butthole I have ever had the pleasure of plowing! Damn!! I love virgins. I'm cumming!" And I got another blast of goop up my poop chute. Rick was shaking while he came.

Jenson took no time in placing the head of his massive cock.on my pucker hole. He lubed me with three of his fingers up my hole. I liked that. His first inch made me speak a stream of swear words. The third inch I was moaning and getting louder. The fifth inch moved quickly to seven inches and I screamed out like a virgin pussy. 

When the eight-inch prick pierced my virginal man hole I got harder than I ever have before. I yelped and cussed as he pounded his cock into my hole. Rick grabbed a pair of underwear from the floor and began shoving it in my mouth. They were his. His blue Jockey shorts with the white piping. I tasted them. I smelled him. I licked the crotch. From the corner of my eye I saw Jenson's fruit of the loom briefs and brought them to my nose. I smelled the crotch which had heavy piss stains. I licked them. I pulled Rick's underwear out my mouth. All this happening while I was being fucked very hard ... but the pain, the pain went away when I inhaled the underwear. 

I stuffed Rick's underwear in my mouth,   Yes, the butt pounding continued but it hurt no longer. The smells of men. Ahhhhh!!!

It was a great summer, a summer of growing. Went back to the big city, a new man. I decided to tell my mom and dad about being Gay. Never thinking of the possible consequences.
I sat them down in the living room. Said that this summer I had grown and am moving towards my furture. I had discovered something about myself that I wanted to share. "I'm gay Mom and Dad." They said nothing. She stared at me and then suddenly she stood up and said, "Of course you are, we're Greek, we invented it."

My Dad just lost it, screaming in laughter. The former Hippies didn't care about my sexuality. 

The next day I went to Oakbrook Marshall Fields and bought a pair of Y-front blue jockey shorts with white piping. I still have them and wear them.