u/pussy_destroyer___2

When I was in seventh grade, a teacher came to my school, and whenever he came to my class there was a boy who looked like an apple—I mean in color—and when he blushed he looked just like that. Whenever the teacher came, he would go and kiss him, and he kissed him so hard that drool would run all over his face, and he would also give that boy a mobile phone. ...my 7th grade, that was 12 or 13 years ago. That sir is still at the same school.

I met that sir again because there's a very beautiful prostitute near my house and I couldn't get her number, so I went to that sir because the prostitute's son is in his class—I mean, he's his class teacher—but nothing came of it; we didn't really talk properly.

The next day I went to see him again. I remembered that he's gay and bi. He once told me on the bus, "What can all the boys do in conversation?" He was hinting that they could all do it together.

So I went and asked him if he was gay or bi. He said he was bi. But I doubted he was bi because I'd never seen him do that with girls. I mean, how do gay guys act around girls? That's how he was.

He doesn't look muscular; he's very skinny. The last time we were talking, I told him I was going to his house that day, but he was seriously busy and couldn't make it. But now I'm asking you, what should I do? Should I go or not?

This happened to me when I was in the 9th grade.

I'll never forget it because it was my first experience.

I was traveling on the bus at 5:30 PM.

About 70% of the seats on that bus were filled. I had been avoiding those people from the start because they would just ask questions and give advice, and I don't like strangers giving me advice, so I avoid them. That's why I choose the last two-seater seats.

Anyway, the bus was old and the last seats were really dirty, and the back door was broken too, so they'd permanently closed it. I went and sat down in one spot, waiting for the bus to leave.

A guy came by; there were plenty of empty seats, but he came and sat next to me. I don't know why, but my heart started racing when I saw him. He was bald, a fair-skinned, lean man. After he sat down, he started asking me normal questions, and I kept answering. The bus started, and it was a shuttle that made stops everywhere.

I was wearing tight jeans that day, and it was on 01/02/ It was on 01/02/2017. I was on my way home when it happened. I was sitting in the bus with my bag, like girls do when they go to college or school. Anyway, the conductor came and checked tickets for both of us, and that's when his game began. Slowly, he slid two fingers under my bag toward my zipper, and I… I kicked him at that moment. My heart was pounding. If I hadn't done anything that day, he wouldn't have even gotten that far. Besides, our journeys were supposed to split after 10 km; only 5 km remained. When I saw his face, I realized he wasn't going to stop, so I grabbed his penis. He came back to life then and was scared.

I loosened my tight jeans a bit and he stroked my dick, and my cock popped out. At that time I wasn't circumcised. He then told me to suck his thick dick, but I refused—it was my first experience and I was too shy. His dick was huge, and he even offered me money, but I didn't take it. I didn't meet him again after that. from

Hi everyone I'm bisexual and I'm here to make friends and connect with people I'm also still learning more about the LGBTQ+ community so please be kind. Looking forward to meeting you all 😊