Reading your stories for a little while, I decided to share with you my first Gay experience the summer of my 15 years. That day the group the boyfriend and girlfriends had decided to go to the beach at the end of the afternoon, and not knowing what to do in the meantime, I decided to visit the blockhouses of the mountain of Roule. First of all, I prepare for the beach, bathing suit and shorts, I put on my helmet, get on the 50 cc scooter, and head for the heights of the city. I remember that day it was hot. Arrive on the scene, I park at the foot of the first one I see. this one being a good size, I decided to end the day with it. I see 2 adults in their fifties talking, they say hello to me, I answer the same, the tallest, asks me if I know the place, and answers no. He politely offers to give me a tour of the area. After some hesitation on my part and not knowing the Sector at all! I accept. We chat about everything and nothing on the trails, and finally arrive at the first bunker, we enter it. He shows me the different parts of this one. On several occasions, I feel him close to me, and having touches on my shorts, more particularly on my sex but I pay no more attention to it than that, we come out of this one and I realize that he regularly fixes my shapes through of my shorts, I don't mind, and I would even say that I was starting to see an erection. Something that did not go unnoticed by my guide. In the afternoon, he made me the visit of 5 blokhaus with more and more visible approaches. As the hour progresses, I decide to return to the visit of the first with my scooter. This one agrees to take me back. the person being with him when I ...

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