Born in the 30's, my first exposure to sex was, to the best of my recollection, around the age of 6.

We lived in an apartment block and to go to the children play ground we had to go through a long corridor where there was a Dr.'s office. This Dr. had a male assistant. As I was passing one day, he asked me if I wanted to see the Dr.'s office, which I accepted gladly. As we got into the examining room he said that it would be important that he takes my temperature first. Being used to having my temperature taken by my mother I had no objection, so he laid me on the examining table face down and took my pants off, he then lubricated a small thermometer and gently introduced it in my arse, then I felt him shiver and he gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and said that I should go to play, but not to tell anybody about that visit because the Dr. would get upset. I don't think that he had penetrated me because I felt no pain at all. But for the rest of the day I remember that my underwear kept on sticking to my arse hole, and I had to keep on pulling them away from me. It was an unpleasant feeling.

Sometimes later again I was passing in the corridor, and he invited me in again, and I accepted, but realised right away that it was not quite right for me to be there, so as we got in the examining room I said no I have to go. At which time he took out what seemed to me to be a huge hose out of his pants and said, don't you want to play with this... I could not understand what it was and decided to walk away from him, and he did not insist anymore. That was my first exposure to sex.

In grammar school I was an above average student, and my cousin and I were competing for top of the class grades, but we were also very good friends; Allan was my same age, an outgoing personality, whereas I was more or less the shy type. On weekends, our parents allowed us to spend the night together, and we alternated each weekend either our place or his. Our nights were spent touching each other, comparing sizes, I was slightly bigger, and a bit thicker, we were able to get sort of a hard on, his was stiffer than mine but neither of us knew exactly what to do with it other than holding each other's all night. I was looking forward to the weekends and so was Allan. One day Allan told me that our penis could produce milk, as I did not believe him he said that the candy store owner showed him that it could. So we both went to the store and he asked Ed, the store owner, to show me that it did. Ed seamed pleased and closed the store door and put the "closed" sign on the door. The three of us went behind the counter, and Ed lowered his zip and there protruded the most beautiful organ I had ever seen, I was amazed by the size of it and its thickness, Ed asked Allan to hold it and Allan obliged and asked me if I would like to do the same, I was so exited to be able to touch such a big cock, my hand could not go all around it. Ed dropped his pants and underwear to his knees, and exposed a little belly and some hair above the shaft, there also was a large sack below the shaft which neither Allan nor I had, I was impressed. Ed than asked Allan to lower his pants, and down went the pants showing Allan's small arse, Ed asked me to do the same, and I did. Ed bent down and kissed my cheek than placed his tongue on my arse hole it felt funny, and it made me shiver, he did the same to Allan, I reached for Allan's cock to stroke it. Ed than sat on a chair and took Allan on his cock. Allan was riding Ed, holding his cock with both hands, and handling it the way you would handle a joystick. I saw that monster protrude from behind Allan's arse so I could hardly see Allan's cock which in comparison, looked like a miniature. Ed did not penetrate Allan, but only rubbed himself on him. A few minutes later, Ed got up and started stroking that lovely thing and low and behold I saw milk come out of it, I could hardly believe it, I was all exited and disappointed to have to pull up my pants and leave with Allan, who was proud to have proven to me that he was right. The following weekend Allan and I tried very hard to duplicate Ed's trick but it was futile, nothing came out.

A couple of years later Allan told me that some upper class men had asked him if he we would join them after class in the toilets and if I would join him, which I did. There were 3 boys about 13 years old, waiting for us; when we arrived they asked us to lower our pants and they all took out their dicks, which were much larger than ours but much smaller than Ed's. One of the boys started rubbing his dick on Allan's crack, and another started doing the same to me, I did not feel any pleasure. The third boy was rubbing his dick on the boy who was with Allan. I enjoyed the sight as they were all moaning. After a few minutes the three of them went to the urinary bowls, and started jerking off trying to see who would ejaculate first. They than compared the quantities, I don't know who won but they all hugged each other ignoring us completely, and left. Allan and I pulled our pants up and left too.

A few years later both of Allan's parents passed away, within months of each other, and Allan was adopted by an uncle who lived in Paris. I lost track of him, but four decades later we were reunited, He had become a successful veterinarian, married with four children; we had a good time talking about our younger years but neither of us initiated the subject of our promiscuous adventures.

As I grew older, my confident was an uncle who was in his 20's and not married. He was always asking me about my sexual activities and when I was successful ejaculating, I told him about it. He said that I had become a man, and should start doing things the right way. He took me to the public brothel and paid for my first piece of tail, what I did not tell him was that as hard as I tried with the poor girl, I just could not ejaculate and she told me that I was not ready yet. I went home and just thinking about that beautiful girl I jerked off several times. I also noticed that my parents had increased my weekly allowance to compensate for the increased cost of living. It became a weekly visit, plus a few hand jobs in between.

As an adolescent, I excelled in sports and was quite popular with the members of the opposite sex, but in those years a chaperon was always present and we could not very well take advantage of our friendly relationships. Besides, very few girls would oblige, and those who did were usually either too ugly or too busy. I had to depend on the brothels which were glad to take my business once a week. Once during the intermission at a concert, I saw my coach, and he introduced me to his friend Jim, and we got into a serious discussion. As the intermission was reaching an end, Jim suggested we continue the discussion at his place, and he gave me his card and asked me to give him a call. I called him, and he invited me for an afternoon tea. As I got there biscuits and tea were ready and we resumed our discussion, sitting on a small sofa next to each other. The discussion turned to sex and before I knew it he had unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick saying that it was a beautiful thing that he would love to take it in his mouth. I was completely taken by surprise, and before my dick had time to react, I said that we should postpone it because I had to attend a practice session. I left in a rush, and because my dick had become semi erect, I wondered if I was gay. I went home and that night thinking of what Jim wanted to do, I jerked off several times.

I was sent to university very far from home and I had to readjust my way of living, since I had never been on my own. Freshman and sophomore years were terrible, I did not live on campus since they had no dorms, but stayed in private rooming houses not far from campus, and had our meals in a cheap diner not far from our rooming place. I got to know everybody that was eating there at regular hours. We had 30 hours of lectures and if I was to maintain a B+ average, I had to put in 20 more.

My social life was shot to hell, and I certainly missed the brothels from home. So my wrist had to work double time. Among the people who frequented the diner was a man in his 40's well built, Don was an interior decorator, and bragged about being the best cock sucker in the neighbourhood. We became friendly with him, and since he was the only one who had a television set, we would go on Friday nights to watch the Friday night fight at his place. The bragging continued but we always made sure we were more than one student with him, and he never tried anything with us. In the rooming house, lived a lady in her late 40's Heather, her boy friend came to visit her on weekends and they would both get pissed drunk. During weekdays, when she was sober, she occasionally asked me to service her and I was glad to oblige, but it was only for self gratification. In my junior year I got married and took a small apartment not far from campus. Since I was not very handy with tools, Don became the resource person when needed. My wife became pregnant and was to give birth shortly after my graduation. My first job was two and a half hours drive from my apartment, and I had to stay in a hotel during the week and commute on weekends. When came time for her to give birth I took a week off from work, to be at her side. When she gave birth, I called Don to announce the arrival of my first born. He decided that we should celebrate, and he came over with a couple of bottles of beer. After a few drinks we started talking sex and I told him that it had been almost a month since I had sex. Don said that it was time for me to have a blow job and that he would be the one giving it to me. I spread my leg to signify that I was ready. He kneeled between my legs, and unzipped my pants, he pulled out my dick which was getting hard and had some pre cum pearling at the tip of it. He kissed it and licked it, than slowly gulped it all the way to the end of the shaft, I could not hold it, and yelled saying that I was about to come, and he signalled that I should come in his mouth and I let go what seamed to be an unending flow of juice into Don's mouth. He swallowed it all and I apologized for finishing so fast, he said not to worry it was because I had been too long without sex. I offered Don to fuck my arse to relive him self. But he declined and kept on playing with my dick. In no time I was hard again and Don was kissing it and licking like mad. My dick is slightly below average between 4 and 5 inches in full erection, and Don had no problem taking it all into his mouth. I was in ecstasy and I pulled his head in and out, for a while I thought I was fucking the most beautiful arse in the world I was moaning from the pleasure I was receiving, not being an expert, I would agree with Don that he was the greatest cock sucker in the world. He took it out and started jerking it like mad, and than stopped because I almost came again. He told me to relax for a couple of minutes and than resumed stroking it and licking it and finally took all the way back in mouth, and I started fucking his face until I came again. I offered to please him but he said that he came twice while sucking my cock and that was how he enjoyed sex the most. That was the first blow job I ever got, and I think I became addicted to that type of sex.

Ten years later we had our first class reunion. I arrived in town on Friday, and looked up Don. He still stayed at the same place, so I had no problem locating him. Our reunion activities were supposed to end early Sunday afternoon, so we arranged to meet at his place on Sunday p.m. All my classmates had checked out of the hotel and left to their respective home towns; I had planned to leave on Monday morning so I had all of Sunday evening to myself. I arrived around 4 pm. Don hadn't changed much, slightly heavier, less hair and most of it grey, but he was still the same jovial Don. He greeted me with a big hug, he held me tight, and I could feel he was already in an action mode. We had a couple beers and gradually started founding each other. This lasted a while, than he took my dick out and kissed it and started licking the pre cum that had started to flow. He took it slowly between his fingers and squeezed it to get more out and I felt my cock vibrating, I tried to go for his dick but he pulled away claiming that if I touched it he would come right away and he wanted the pleasure to last. He kept on playing with me the way a little girl plays with her doll, he bent down and kissed it and slid down to my balls and took each one separately into his mouth, than he took it all in and pumped on it like I had never experienced before, and I exploded into his mouth and he swallowed it all and licked my cock clean. We both sat back and relaxed while drinking a cold beer. I was sort of uncomfortable for being the only one on the receiving end. Don asked me if I had ever sucked a cock, and I admitted that it would be a first for me. He said that he would initiate me and took his pants off exposing a tiny cock in full erection , could not have been longer that 2 inches, the sight of it made my cock stand up to attention, although it was small, it was beautiful and my only thought was to take it in my mouth and try, after playing with it a bit I bent down and took it in my mouth; To my surprise, there was no particular taste to his pre cum other than the fact that it was oily. I had no problem taking it all in and sucking on it, Don started moaning and that exited me more cause I knew I was the reason for his pleasure. He began shaking and yelling and came into my mouth, I could not swallow it, I don't know why, but I pushed it slowly out of my mouth and it covered his balls, so I guided the excess toward his arse hole and he spread his cheeks to make sure it got there. He said that for a beginner I had done pretty well. We continued playing with each other, now I had something to play with, and I liked it. Don asked me if I would fuck his arse, and (there goes another first), obviously I accepted, and after lubricating my dick and his arse hole, he laid on his stomach raising his arse upward by pushing on his knees. I gently tried to find the exact location of his arse hole by using my finger, Don yelled at me saying let your cock find it, and with no problem my cock found the exact place and I pushed slowly at the beginning and once the head was in I pushed all the way in and I felt Don breeze harder and moan with satisfaction as I pumped in and out. It was a feeling I had never experienced before, totally different from vaginal penetration, although we were lubricated, it felt like a smooth tight squeeze that produced an indescribable sensation and sense of well being that produced the height of excitement, I would say even higher than jerking off. Don than turned on his back and placed his legs on my shoulders. I penetrated him again and kept on pumping until I came; simultaneously Don ejaculated all over my stomach. We were both exhausted, we went into the showers together and washed up. It was almost supper time so we got dressed and I treated Don to a delicious French cuisine supper. During the supper we talked about everything that we had done, and that gave us more ideas. After supper, I drove Don home and he asked me if I would like to come up for a few minutes and I accepted. As we got in the apartment, Don placed his hand on my arse and I could feel that he was not totally emptied, so as we got in I dropped my pant and underwear to show Don that I was also ready willing and able. He gently put his hand in my crack and fingered my arse hole, I reached for his cock and it was as hard as a rock, I did not have to say anything, he brought the tube of lubricant took his dick out and spread some on it, he also filled my arse with the same lubricant, we both went into the bed room, and Don did to me exactly what I had done to him before supper, (that was another first for me), my dick remained stiff all during the process and as Don started ejaculating, my dick produced another shot of hot juice. I asked Don how come I ejaculated without even trying . He explained to me that giving pleasure to someone is so rewarding that one could climax just knowing that we have given someone pleasure. We washed, and said good bye and I left for my hotel. I decided to have a nightcap before retiring, so I went to the hotel bar, and ordered a Courvoisier nature, as the bartender was serving me I noticed, a beautiful lady who was looking at me, I recognized her; It was Miriam, a classmate who was at the reunion. During our college days she was the girl that every body desired, but at the time she was in love with her childhood boyfriend whom she was going to marry, and was therefore unapproachable. As things worked out she was married after graduation, and divorced four years later. She recognized me and came to sit next to me at the bar. I offered her a drink but she declined saying she had her quota. We got talking and as I was leaving to go to my room, she suggested we go to her room and make a night of it. I knew I could not perform, and another first, I had to decline the invitation, claiming that I was too drunk to be any good to her; She understood, and gave me her card so if by any chance I was in her neighbourhood, to give her a call. I glanced at the card, she worked and lived 30 miles from where I worked.

Shortly after, my wife and I had a friendly divorce, on the grounds of incompatibility. I was a free man, in my late thirties, financially comfortable, and gainfully employed. I called my friend Miriam, and had a short affair with her, but she introduced me to all sort of groups I did not even know existed in the area where I lived. We had switch parties and all sorts of orgies, and for the next two decades I had the time of my life, but every good thing has an end, and I fell in love and remarried.

I am still sexually active, but at a lower frequency and maybe more selectivity. I have no regrets since most of my fantasies have been fulfilled, the only one missing is servicing a couple simultaneously, but I am not dead yet and who knows.