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It was already in 1991, or rather in November of the 11th. I, then an 14-year-old guy, was finishing basic school.
During that time of troubles, many Russian families left Uzbekistan. At that time, the Union was broken up. Among these refugees was a family with whom our family is still friends, and they have an older daughter, Anna. In general, they left many of the things that did not fit into the container in our bales, there were also her things - all sorts, from panties to coats and jackets.
It happened that I stayed at home alone and did general cleaning. And then one of these days I came across their bales. I didn't know what it was or whose it was. In short, I climbed into these bales, fished out Anya's panties and began to get excited, sorting through them. From that day on, I began to periodically twist my penis, looking at the girl's things. One day I decided to wear her panties. Anna had graduated from school by that time, and, I'll tell you, she already had age-appropriate panties. I slowly began to dress up in underwear. At first, I just put on her panties, and then it came to the point that I began to wear stockings, panties, a bra, a mini-skirt and a top. The sight of my legs, dressed in stockings, plus my ass in panties, tender, openwork, excited me so much that I finished barely having time to touch the head. I began to put on makeup-as best I could, of course. I painted my lips, eyelashes, and learned how to make up my eyes. And I looked like a kind of overdressed girl in all this.
Once a friend of my brother caught me in such an outfit, and it was like this. Our gates are never locked, and no one locks them now. So, this friend shouted, called his brother, and I'm alone at home and in "shock", and of course I don't hear anything anymore, but he goes deeper and deeper into the yard; the gate is open, so someone is at home (he told me everything later). He saw me, such a dressed-up chick, with my legs up, lying with my head to him (he saw me like this through the window), and began to masturbate. When he finished, he left, or rather someone scared him off.
It took about 2-3 weeks, he came to us and called his brother. My brother came home and said that Rustam (that was the name of his friend) had invited us both to his birthday party. I was surprised at this, because I had never been invited to their party before.
And then that day came, November 11, the birthday of Rustam. They all drank, and then I didn't drink at all. Rustam volunteered to accompany us. He later told me that he got my brother drunk on purpose when he said that there was no one at home.
So, we are sitting with Rustam (he previously got my brother drunk at home, and when he came to us, he put him to bed with me), watching a "video", and the guy asks if we have porn. I said that I had, and brought porn from my stash. We are sitting, looking, both of us are standing, there is already no way to hide it. Rustam asks:
- Do you have someone like with women?
I answer:
- No, I'm not... - in short, I think.
He says:
- And let's call someone from my friends?
I agreed.
We called everyone he knows, but it was 2-3 o'clock in the morning, and, of course, everyone turned us down. Then he says that he knows a beautiful, sexy chick, my age, who he really likes. I'm asking:
- Who is this? - after all, our town is small, and I should probably know her.
He says:
"It's you, Shurochka," he was the first to call me that.
I'm in a stupor, and he keeps telling me a story about how he accidentally ***** on me and saw in me "an awesome chick that he would pick up", about how I turned him on very much in this form; about how I'm a real girl in this outfit and look very sexy.
From his words, I began to get excited, I myself wanted something, but what, I still did not understand. He, continuing to say such pleasant words for me and seeing that I was getting excited, began stroking my thighs, asking me to make him a gift and change into what I was wearing then. I, excited, being in anticipation of something very "sweet", went to another room and changed my clothes there. I put on stockings, a belt to them, put on panties over them, so that it would be convenient to take them off without unfastening the belt, a bra, then pulled on a top and a mini-skirt that I was wearing that day. For the full image, I put on shoes (I had never worn them before) and went out to him. He was stunned, then came closer, began to paw me and kiss my neck. After a while, my penis was already sticking out like a pillar from under my skirt. He knelt down, lifted up his skirt and began to suck my cock. I swam right away. My legs no longer obeyed me, and I began to descend. Then he got up and presented his "trunk"to me. I pounced on his cock with some frenzy and began to suck it clumsily and lick it. It was the first time in my life that I sucked a dick, it turned me on a lot and pushed me to do more.
Rustam lifted me up, turned me around and tilted me. I leaned my elbows on the table and stuck out my ass. Rustam began to kiss her for me; he kissed me everywhere - from the inside of my knees to my back - and did not forget to stroke my scrotum at the same time. I already began to moan from sweet feelings, I was covered not only by his touches and caresses, but also by thoughts. My thoughts were confused in my head, my two natures were fighting in me. I wanted to stop everything, I was ashamed, scared. It's scary that suddenly my brother will wake up and come here. But at the same time, I wanted to continue, I wanted him to fuck me like a girl.
Rustam was in no hurry, he was 5 years older than me and, as he told me later, had experience of same-sex sex. He licked my anus so that it burned and throbbed, after that he began to play with it with his fingers. First, he, as it should be, began to insert his index finger into my body. He entered easily. Here I must say that my ass was, in principle, no longer a virgin, I had already fucked myself by that time myself. I did it with small copies of eggplants. But this, as they say, is a separate story. He entered the second and almost immediately the third.
And when almost his entire palm was scurrying around in my ass and I was ready to finish, Rustam got up and with all his might inserted his penis into me up to the very, as they say, eggs. This made me come almost instantly. Rustam also could not restrain himself and also finished.
I was lying on the table with my arms outstretched and my ass throbbing, I was lying with great pleasure on my face (according to Rustam)... Rustik kissed me on the neck and, after telling me a lot of compliments, began to get ready.
That's how I got a lover. We began to meet very often, at first almost every day. We met sometimes at his house, then at mine. We also met at his work; he then worked as a night watchman at a school that was not far from his house. We became inseparable with him, together in his company we went to rest in the mountains for picnics. This went on for a year, until Rustik was drafted into the army.
Once he came on leave, called me, and I was happy to go to his house. There we had sex. He got rougher, and I liked that. He came for 2 weeks, and we spent almost 4 days together.
And that's when the first thunder broke: his mother caught us. Caught in an unambiguous pose. He threw me on my back and, throwing my legs over his shoulders, fucked me; and then his mother comes in... There was a scandal, I flew out of the house like a bullet. I was unlucky. I was in women's clothes, but his mother saw that there was a guy with his son, and, most importantly, she saw me! After all, she knew me! Rustam barely persuaded her not to go to our house to make a row, explaining that in this case she would also set him up.
Then, when he returned from the army after his service, she quickly married him. But we still dated for another 2 years, until we were caught by his wife now. This time there was a scandal. She threw a tantrum, called his mother. In general, my mother found out about it. As a wise and loving mother, she did not tell my father about anything, just took me and sent me to her brother, who lived in Tashkent.
We met with Rustik again later, and this was our last time... generally. He humiliated me... But this is a different story, as it seems to me.
It was already in 1991, or rather in November of the 11th. I, then an 14-year-old guy, was finishing basic school.
During that time of troubles, many Russian families left Uzbekistan. At that time, the Union was broken up. Among these refugees was a family with whom our family is still friends, and they have an older daughter, Anna. In general, they left many of the things that did not fit into the container in our bales, there were also her things - all sorts, from panties to coats and jackets.
It happened that I stayed at home alone and did general cleaning. And then one of these days I came across their bales. I didn't know what it was or whose it was. In short, I climbed into these bales, fished out Anya's panties and began to get excited, sorting through them. From that day on, I began to periodically twist my penis, looking at the girl's things. One day I decided to wear her panties. Anna had graduated from school by that time, and, I'll tell you, she already had age-appropriate panties. I slowly began to dress up in underwear. At first, I just put on her panties, and then it came to the point that I began to wear stockings, panties, a bra, a mini-skirt and a top. The sight of my legs, dressed in stockings, plus my ass in panties, tender, openwork, excited me so much that I finished barely having time to touch the head. I began to put on makeup-as best I could, of course. I painted my lips, eyelashes, and learned how to make up my eyes. And I looked like a kind of overdressed girl in all this.
Once a friend of my brother caught me in such an outfit, and it was like this. Our gates are never locked, and no one locks them now. So, this friend shouted, called his brother, and I'm alone at home and in "shock", and of course I don't hear anything anymore, but he goes deeper and deeper into the yard; the gate is open, so someone is at home (he told me everything later). He saw me, such a dressed-up chick, with my legs up, lying with my head to him (he saw me like this through the window), and began to masturbate. When he finished, he left, or rather someone scared him off.
It took about 2-3 weeks, he came to us and called his brother. My brother came home and said that Rustam (that was the name of his friend) had invited us both to his birthday party. I was surprised at this, because I had never been invited to their party before.
And then that day came, November 11, the birthday of Rustam. They all drank, and then I didn't drink at all. Rustam volunteered to accompany us. He later told me that he got my brother drunk on purpose when he said that there was no one at home.
So, we are sitting with Rustam (he previously got my brother drunk at home, and when he came to us, he put him to bed with me), watching a "video", and the guy asks if we have porn. I said that I had, and brought porn from my stash. We are sitting, looking, both of us are standing, there is already no way to hide it. Rustam asks:
- Do you have someone like with women?
I answer:
- No, I'm not... - in short, I think.
He says:
- And let's call someone from my friends?
I agreed.
We called everyone he knows, but it was 2-3 o'clock in the morning, and, of course, everyone turned us down. Then he says that he knows a beautiful, sexy chick, my age, who he really likes. I'm asking:
- Who is this? - after all, our town is small, and I should probably know her.
He says:
"It's you, Shurochka," he was the first to call me that.
I'm in a stupor, and he keeps telling me a story about how he accidentally ***** on me and saw in me "an awesome chick that he would pick up", about how I turned him on very much in this form; about how I'm a real girl in this outfit and look very sexy.
From his words, I began to get excited, I myself wanted something, but what, I still did not understand. He, continuing to say such pleasant words for me and seeing that I was getting excited, began stroking my thighs, asking me to make him a gift and change into what I was wearing then. I, excited, being in anticipation of something very "sweet", went to another room and changed my clothes there. I put on stockings, a belt to them, put on panties over them, so that it would be convenient to take them off without unfastening the belt, a bra, then pulled on a top and a mini-skirt that I was wearing that day. For the full image, I put on shoes (I had never worn them before) and went out to him. He was stunned, then came closer, began to paw me and kiss my neck. After a while, my penis was already sticking out like a pillar from under my skirt. He knelt down, lifted up his skirt and began to suck my cock. I swam right away. My legs no longer obeyed me, and I began to descend. Then he got up and presented his "trunk"to me. I pounced on his cock with some frenzy and began to suck it clumsily and lick it. It was the first time in my life that I sucked a dick, it turned me on a lot and pushed me to do more.
Rustam lifted me up, turned me around and tilted me. I leaned my elbows on the table and stuck out my ass. Rustam began to kiss her for me; he kissed me everywhere - from the inside of my knees to my back - and did not forget to stroke my scrotum at the same time. I already began to moan from sweet feelings, I was covered not only by his touches and caresses, but also by thoughts. My thoughts were confused in my head, my two natures were fighting in me. I wanted to stop everything, I was ashamed, scared. It's scary that suddenly my brother will wake up and come here. But at the same time, I wanted to continue, I wanted him to fuck me like a girl.
Rustam was in no hurry, he was 5 years older than me and, as he told me later, had experience of same-sex sex. He licked my anus so that it burned and throbbed, after that he began to play with it with his fingers. First, he, as it should be, began to insert his index finger into my body. He entered easily. Here I must say that my ass was, in principle, no longer a virgin, I had already fucked myself by that time myself. I did it with small copies of eggplants. But this, as they say, is a separate story. He entered the second and almost immediately the third.
And when almost his entire palm was scurrying around in my ass and I was ready to finish, Rustam got up and with all his might inserted his penis into me up to the very, as they say, eggs. This made me come almost instantly. Rustam also could not restrain himself and also finished.
I was lying on the table with my arms outstretched and my ass throbbing, I was lying with great pleasure on my face (according to Rustam)... Rustik kissed me on the neck and, after telling me a lot of compliments, began to get ready.
That's how I got a lover. We began to meet very often, at first almost every day. We met sometimes at his house, then at mine. We also met at his work; he then worked as a night watchman at a school that was not far from his house. We became inseparable with him, together in his company we went to rest in the mountains for picnics. This went on for a year, until Rustik was drafted into the army.
Once he came on leave, called me, and I was happy to go to his house. There we had sex. He got rougher, and I liked that. He came for 2 weeks, and we spent almost 4 days together.
And that's when the first thunder broke: his mother caught us. Caught in an unambiguous pose. He threw me on my back and, throwing my legs over his shoulders, fucked me; and then his mother comes in... There was a scandal, I flew out of the house like a bullet. I was unlucky. I was in women's clothes, but his mother saw that there was a guy with his son, and, most importantly, she saw me! After all, she knew me! Rustam barely persuaded her not to go to our house to make a row, explaining that in this case she would also set him up.
Then, when he returned from the army after his service, she quickly married him. But we still dated for another 2 years, until we were caught by his wife now. This time there was a scandal. She threw a tantrum, called his mother. In general, my mother found out about it. As a wise and loving mother, she did not tell my father about anything, just took me and sent me to her brother, who lived in Tashkent.
We met with Rustik again later, and this was our last time... generally. He humiliated me... But this is a different story, as it seems to me.
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