Originally Posted by Gina

I was twelve. He was my fourteen-year-old next door neighbor. He turned out to be gay. Boy, that was a real ego-booster, I'll tell ya.

Originally Posted by AssPirate

My first sexual experience was with a pet goat that we had when I was eleven. I remembered having this strange stirring in my loins that made me sweat and made that piece of flesh between my legs go hard. I think that was set off minutes ago when I was watching Tanya Roberts in Charlie's Angels. Knowing nothing about what I was feeling, I played with the goat. Then, it just seemed natural that I whip my peepee out and play it into the poor creature's ass. The end was a bit fleshy and my brother had cleaned its ass quite well. I was feeling a bit sadistic then when the goat tried to wriggle itsself away from me. With my right hand, I wound a rope around the goat's neck while my legs pinned the other half of its body. I then pulled at the end of the rope to keep the goat from getting away. My other hand was cautiously fondling that strangely warm and welcoming orifice from its behind.

My peepee was already in full staff when I slowly inserted it inside the rectal cavity. But before I could get any further, my father cried out from the distance. He had seen everything!

What's worse, he was with a group of church people who planning a Sunday picnic the day after.

I set the goat free and gave my dad the most ludicrous shit eating grin I had ever made.

You can imagine him getting beet red in the face. I think I fainted after that.

Originally Posted by AssPirate

My first sexual experience was with a pet goat that we had when I was eleven. I remembered having this strange stirring in my loins that made me sweat and made that piece of flesh between my legs go hard. I think that was set off minutes ago when I was watching Tanya Roberts in Charlie's Angels. Knowing nothing about what I was feeling, I played with the goat. Then, it just seemed natural that I whip my peepee out and play it into the poor creature's ass. The end was a bit fleshy and my brother had cleaned its ass quite well. I was feeling a bit sadistic then when the goat tried to wriggle itsself away from me. With my right hand, I wound a rope around the goat's neck while my legs pinned the other half of its body. I then pulled at the end of the rope to keep the goat from getting away. My other hand was cautiously fondling that strangely warm and welcoming orifice from its behind.

My peepee was already in full staff when I slowly inserted it inside the rectal cavity. But before I could get any further, my father cried out from the distance. He had seen everything!

What's worse, he was with a group of church people who planning a Sunday picnic the day after.

I set the goat free and gave my dad the most ludicrous shit eating grin I had ever made.

You can imagine him getting beet red in the face. I think I fainted after that.

Originally Posted by L0rdJuni0r

damn bro...if i was ur dad, i would have kicked ur little ass for a week!! :1orglaugh :1orglaugh