'Don't be a gay shit man, we were just playing around and you have to be gay'. I really hurt my feelings, enough that it made me cry. While we were holding each other's dicks and touching them against each other, we both had hard dicks and we were sword fighting and we were close and I got desire to kiss him. 'Now you hold my dick and I will hold your dick and we'll do it some more' 'Want to touch?' We put out dicks together and we touched our dick heads together and rubbed our pee holes together. He asked me if I liked his dick and he told me he liked my dick and he touched it with his finger. When it was time to pee he went with me and we peed together. His name was Stephen, long body, very good swimmer, cute ass, you know the type. That summer a new boy was on our team, his mother had divorced and they were living with his grandmother.
In the 5th grade I was in swimteam and during the summer months we had meets with other schools and swim teams. Just a little something to entertain you.
