This happened a long time ago, I was around 11 years old and some things were starting to wake up in me that now close in my bisexuality. Next to my house there was an old man who had certain confidence in the family and had a small room where he kept everything. Old bicycles, sewing machines, and magazines (those old ones that came with Clarín on Sundays).
But underneath all that there was a treasure trove for an 11-year-old boy who was very hot (imagine seeing Porcel's kittens and running to the bathroom urgent...) Some magazines, let's say hot, erotic, whatever could be considered that way in 1987. The names were Destape Libre...
Of course I noticed no one came (the old man lived with his wife) and I started touching myself outside my pants. That was a day. The next day I went back and went a little further. I took off my pants while looking at cuties like Susana Traverso and others in balls. At that moment, I feel the wooden door opens suddenly. I threw myself from the other side of the pile of magazines and the old man came to look for something I don't know what it was. He sensed something because I said I fell or something and he laughed. He closed the door but I didn't hear his footsteps. I was a bit nervous, but I didn't hesitate, continued with my masturbation task but this time facing the door and totally naked (it was very hot), masturbating while copying the poses of the girls in the magazines... it was a long afternoon and I ended up tired... when I left the room the old man was laughing and so was I. I imagine now that masturbation must have been made looking at me... ha ha.
Not long ago, a similar situation occurred to me at the porn cinema. There, instead of going to the reserved seats, I usually undress in front of everyone, and if someone who likes me wants to cross some good wanks with little bits here and there, okay. I was in the middle of a good masturbation with three guys (yes, while one was sucking my dick, I was jacking off two and one of them was kissing my booty every now and then) and I see an old man who reminds me of my childhood. accommodate so I could see well and started sending him gestures like a slut enjoying it and sometimes I'd get closer and lean my Booty against his cock which wasn't very hard. The other three left when I asked them to and I went straight to give him a hand job while he was only able to caress me... until he finished while I was saying 'oh, that cum is for me?' and softly squeezing his testicles and sticking his finger in my anus. Finally, after a kiss on my breasts we got dressed (yes, right in front of everyone) and I spent some more time at the cinema, still recovering by watching how the actress on screen was eating something hot and hard...
But underneath all that there was a treasure trove for an 11-year-old boy who was very hot (imagine seeing Porcel's kittens and running to the bathroom urgent...) Some magazines, let's say hot, erotic, whatever could be considered that way in 1987. The names were Destape Libre...
Of course I noticed no one came (the old man lived with his wife) and I started touching myself outside my pants. That was a day. The next day I went back and went a little further. I took off my pants while looking at cuties like Susana Traverso and others in balls. At that moment, I feel the wooden door opens suddenly. I threw myself from the other side of the pile of magazines and the old man came to look for something I don't know what it was. He sensed something because I said I fell or something and he laughed. He closed the door but I didn't hear his footsteps. I was a bit nervous, but I didn't hesitate, continued with my masturbation task but this time facing the door and totally naked (it was very hot), masturbating while copying the poses of the girls in the magazines... it was a long afternoon and I ended up tired... when I left the room the old man was laughing and so was I. I imagine now that masturbation must have been made looking at me... ha ha.
Not long ago, a similar situation occurred to me at the porn cinema. There, instead of going to the reserved seats, I usually undress in front of everyone, and if someone who likes me wants to cross some good wanks with little bits here and there, okay. I was in the middle of a good masturbation with three guys (yes, while one was sucking my dick, I was jacking off two and one of them was kissing my booty every now and then) and I see an old man who reminds me of my childhood. accommodate so I could see well and started sending him gestures like a slut enjoying it and sometimes I'd get closer and lean my Booty against his cock which wasn't very hard. The other three left when I asked them to and I went straight to give him a hand job while he was only able to caress me... until he finished while I was saying 'oh, that cum is for me?' and softly squeezing his testicles and sticking his finger in my anus. Finally, after a kiss on my breasts we got dressed (yes, right in front of everyone) and I spent some more time at the cinema, still recovering by watching how the actress on screen was eating something hot and hard...
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