My homoerotic childhood, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Cock - General

[QUOTE=LoserMan255;16413105]1238 gaybows. This is a record[/QUOTE] Whatcha talkin bout Willis? [img]http://www.shoxty.com/archives/gary-coleman.jpg[/img]

[QUOTE=Morphology53;16430220]Whatcha talkin bout Willis? [img_thumb]http://www.shoxty.com/archives/gary-coleman.jpg[/img_thumb][/QUOTE] I don't get it

[QUOTE=advil0;16430633]I don't get it[/QUOTE] It was Gary Coleman's catchphrase from an 80s show. [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qw9oX-kZ_9k[/media]

[QUOTE=RandomE;16436528]It was Gary Coleman's catchphrase from an 80s show. [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qw9oX-kZ_9k[/media][/QUOTE] I love you. [img]http://www.facepunch.com/fp_ratings.php?postid=16415599&rating=12[/img]

Man, my name is Tyler D:

Someone messed with the ratings.

1778 hearts o.O

I don't know what to say, and I feel as if I wouldn't be contributing if I only said this. But... LOL

I am so tempted to post "cool story bro"

So did making this thread make you feel better?

[QUOTE=Mezmer;16439638]1778 hearts o.O[/QUOTE] hey garry/hezzy/some other fuckhead, fuck you man.

[QUOTE=pruane2forever;16441400]So did making this thread make you feel better?[/QUOTE] you're a gimmick account

Whatever you say buddy.

I'm sorry, but this thread kind of makes you the largest attention whore I've ever seen.

You're about to get 2000 hearts and 1000 gaybows in the same thread. [editline]11:39PM[/editline] neat

[QUOTE=Prismatex;15994827]I'm sure all of you have had homoerotic encounters in your childhood, but I bet few of you have had some as gay as mine. It's funny - when I think about some of these, I get a weird feeling inside. Now, you may be asking, "Why do I care about this random guy's gay-ass stories?" Well, the answer is simple. I think that this tale of child molestation and sexual experimentation could prove humorous to many. I also feel that by getting this stuff off my chest, I can feel more comfortable with this stuff. [highlight]This whole post is about 95% true - it's not some dumbass copypasta.[/highlight] Now that that's out of the way, let me tell you the tale of a kid (let's call him Kofi) and I. Kofi and I had been friends since the second grade, and we got pretty close. Around the time of fifth grade, we started playing truth or dare. However, he always chose "dare" and made me choose it as well. Kofi was one year older than me and much larger, so I submitted to what he said. Half the time, his dare was simply to have me stand somewhere in either his room or my room and let him hump me a few times, pants on. However, that was too tame for him. Eventually, one of our favorite activities became "Pants-Off Wrestling," which is exactly what it sounds like. If normal wrestling was homoerotic, Pants-Off Wrestling was many times that. I didn't know it at the time, but both of us were obviously aroused. After a grueling session of Pants-Off Wrestling, we'd often relax in my bed, naked, under the covers. Many times, Kofi would stick his penis between my cheeks and right onto my anus. We were both 10 or 11, so we didn't have any idea about anal penetration. When I told him I was moving away from North Carolina, he was pretty sad. He wanted me to do one last thing for him, and while I didn't know what it was at the time, I gave him a handjob. A few days later, I moved, and I haven't heard from him since. I had another close friend in NC - let's call him Joe. One of our favorite activities was "playing house". We did this on the lower bunk of my bed, with a sheet partially hiding us from sight. He played the husband, and I played the wife. Most of our play was harmless, pretending to cook and such. However, we occasionally (you guesssed it) went under the covers and felt each other's genitals. While our actions never went as far as they did with Kofi and I, we still got pretty intimate. It turned out that these wouldn't be Joe and I's last homoerotic moments, however. [highlight]NEW CONTENT 7/16[/highlight] Joe and I were really close friends, so I was at his house a lot. He had a pool, and was into crazy-ass shit, so we eventually decided to go skinnydipping together. We both got a thrill out of this, as it was (rightfully) quite taboo in the middlle of hickland. We often horsed around in the pool during these skinnydipping sessions, and you could say that sometimes our horsing around got a little [B]too[/B] horsey. There was an obvious element of homoerotic tension present, but it wasn't as much as some of our other experiences. The summer after I moved away from NC, I visited Joe for a week. For most of the week, we stayed at his house in the Outer Banks, where we stayed in the basement and played GTA for hours on end. One of the last nights I was staying with him, we went back to his primary house in the middle of the state. He decided he wanted to teach me how to jack off, something I had never done before. He grabbed a bottle of L'Oreal Kids shampoo and told me to take some and rub it on my dick. Yes, it hurt, but it also felt good in a masochistic way. He started to tell me what I needed to do when his dad walked in, half-asleep, and speechlessly walked out. That awkward moment out of the way, I observed Joe as he demonstrated masturbation to me. I tried it, and wasn't successful, so he gave me some help in the form of a rudimentary handjob. That was the end of our little experimentation session, and I left NC again a few days later. The most recent experience I can remember came with one of my friends in New York, where I moved to after leaving NC. Let's call this friend Tyler. After I had gotten to know Tyler pretty well, he came to me and asked me to show him my penis. As I was now experienced with this kind of thing, I happily obliged. We spent a significant amount of time, over about 4 meet-ups, looking at and feeling each other's penises and scrotums. Tyler even told me that I had the most beautiful asshole he had ever seen. Almost spontaneously, however, Tyler pulled a complete reversal and told me never to speak of our encounters again. I see him quite frequently at school, and while I sometimes think of our experiences, I don't think he remembers them. Well, now you've heard all about the shit in my childhood that made me into the fucked-up thing I am today. I guess you could say I was molested, but I kind of liked it. If I subscribed to the environmental theory of homosexuality, I'd say that some of these experiences somewhat shaped the expression of my sexuality over the years. Thanks for reading! I've been wanting to post this for a long time. Also, feel free to ridicule me. Yes, I do self-identify as gay. [editline]5:27AM[/editline] Oh wow, you're rating me rainbow. How surprising.[/QUOTE] i don't like gays [highlight](User was permabanned for this post ("gimmick" - postal))[/highlight]

[QUOTE=tonguemyanus;45017358]i don't like gays[/QUOTE] :downs:

that's some funky ass title

haha it's this thread again