My Early Years

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My Early YearsThey say that early life experiences make you who you are today. I am the youngest of 5 having 4 older sisters so grew up in a very female orientated household. With a decade between the five of us I grew up seeing my sisters in various stages from adolescence to adulthood. I grew much closer to my sister Lisa who was closest in age, just over a year’s difference. My earliest memory was being dumped round my aunties with Lisa and being dumped on the floor with a colouring book while my auntie sat in the chair watching television, as I looked up from my book I saw right up her skirt. This, my friends, was my how my fixation with upskirts and panties and all things forbidden started and is still evident to this day.It wasn’t until a few years later when I found my dad’s stash of porn magazines that the significance of those days at my aunties hit me. He had hardcore, softcore and in between and although I had seen my sisters in various stages of undress, even naked I was beginning to put a sexual stance on the female (and male) form. I had many pleasurable hours wanking through his stash even to the point of rating the girls in the mags and then seeing how quick I could cum looking at the pics.My sisters grew up, started relationships and eventually moved out just leaving me and Lisa living at home. We were close, used to walk to and from school together, we were building a bond. I used to sneak into her nicker drawer, feel and even wear her panties to the point that I used to go through the laundry basket, sniff and wear her dirty ones and even wanking in them and put them back hoping my mum wouldn’t see the cum stains when she washed them, nothing was ever said. Strange thing is I was never into my mums panties though, only Lisa’s at this point.I had many views canlı poker oyna up Lisa’s skirt growing up and many a good wank thinking of it, I had seen her many times in just her panties but as her boobs grew she started covering up more. One summer in the late 70’s we were alone in the house, parents at work we used to spend a lot of time together and this one day was about to change a lot of things between Lisa and me. We always found things to do but this particular day the game of ‘Doctors and Nurses’ was suggested, well I had no idea how this was going to play out but decided to play. The first few days of this were, as I remember, a bit drab, I would stand there in my underpants and be ‘examined’ and then she would do the same although seeing her in her bra and panties did turn me on and a few wanks behind closed doors were had. As the summer wore on we started to get more adventurous, my hard on was visible through my underpants and I was told to drop my pants and Lisa would then measure my erection ‘for medical reasons’ and I would get her to take her bra off and measure her bust ‘for medical reasons’ too, the game was starting to get interesting. The next progression was to lay down naked and we would both take it in turns to examine the whole body, hers was the first pussy I had seen close up, complete with the then customary triangle of pubic hair which is why today I still prefer pubic hair on a girl. Mine was the first erect cock she had seen and it was evident that we took pride in our examinations of each other. Her arse was perfect and she liked it when I pulled the cheeks apart and probed her butt hole. I was also intrigued at how her nipples would get hard and she was intrigued at how and why my cock would grow stiff, it was all a great canlı bahis learning process. Lisa was my first on a lot of things, my first up close naked girl, first arse I licked, fingered and fucked. Lisa took my virginity and I took hers, summers were never the same again. She knew about my panty fetish and fed it, she would often sit in a position for me to look up her skirt and also give me her panties at bedtime. One day she asked to watch me while I wanked which led to my exhibitionist streak, she would sit on the end of my bed while I lay naked masturbating, it added extra spice as knowing that somebody was watching me gave me an extra spurt.The inevitable happened and she started dating and although all the time she lived at home we would have fun it all stopped the day she moved out but I had to move on. I was home alone now and was never that close to my parents, I felt isolated and alone, I needed attention and I needed affection.I am not gay but I am bisexual and this reared its head in the next phase of my life. I was always a loner, I enjoyed my own company, and I would go out on my bike for rides and seek out opportunities to feed my panty and upskirt fetish. One day I stumbled across a country park which looked like it was used by ramblers and dog walkers, a few cars s**ttered around the car park and a small toilet block in the corner. Those were the days that there was an abundance of public toilets, sadly most are gone now.This was to be my first ‘male’ experience although I didn’t know it at the time, I still remember it to this day. It was a hot day and I was only in a vest and cut off denim shorts, I never wore underpants.I remember walking up to the block, it was quite run down and the entrance was at the back. The door creaked as I entered, there bahis siteleri were two cubicles and although I only wanted a piss I entered one. The door didn’t lock but was closed, I stood at the basin, lifted the seat and started to piss, on the cistern was a magazine so I had to take a look. I was surprised to see as I flicked the pages that the pictures were of men, I kept turning the pages and my hand had instinctively started to rub my cock. I undid my shorts and they fell to the floor as I started to wank over the guys in the magazine, I had no idea why.I heard the door creak and someone go in the cubicle next door, who cares I thought, I was in private. As I stood there in just a vest tugging away at my now fully erect cock I suddenly felt a hand touch my arse, WTF!! I thought and looked down and saw a hole cut in the adjoining wall, it was at least A4 size and the guy had his arm through it and was rubbing my bare arse. I should have been mad but I sort of froze and besides, it felt nice. He pulled my arse towards the hole and then I felt a tongue between my cheeks, it was a feeling I had only experienced with Lisa before. As his tongue was probing my arsehole an arm appeared between my legs and rubbed my balls before starting to wank me. He motioned me to turn round so I stood facing the hole, he pulled my cock towards him and gave me the best blow job I had had right there and then. That day changed my outlook on life from a sexual point of view.This country park became one of my favourite places. I used to walk in the woods, sunbathe naked as there were a few little sun traps around, flashed the girls a few times too but the main fun was to be had in the toilet block. I loved the glory hole and the anonymity of being sucked and sucking on a total stranger. I was still in my mid-teens, I loved pussy so was never going to be gay but I also found this comfort from men, usually older men which stems from missing out on attention and closeness from my father. I also discovered that older men liked me.

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