II knew at an early age I was gay. Raised by my Mom she was a constant in the church volunteering for everything and volunteering my also. I mowed the grass at the church and the parsonage and what ever needed done. We got a new minister when I was about 12 years old.Young and good looking. I feel in lovee with him.I went everyday after school and ask if he needed me to do anything. I had not had s** at that time but I knew what I wanted. One saturday he told my Mom he needed me to help in the parsonage all day. I got there that morning and he told me to come in and poured me a glass of milk and he had coffee. He ask me if I had a girlfriend and I said no.He said do you like boys and I said yes and he said I thought so. He said do you like me and I said yes.He took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom.He said this has to be our secret and I said I know. He kissed me on the mouth my first real kiss withhis tounge. He took my tee shirt off and slid my basketball shortss and under wear down I strpped out ogf them and he pulled me to him and we kissed for several minutes while he played with my a**. Finally he set me on the bed and took his ock out and ttold me to kiss it. I took it inmy mouth and started sucking my first guy.In only a few minutes he c** in my mouth my firstt taste of c** and I was hooked. He took his clothes off and got in bed with me and we lay there kissing and holding eachother. He finally said I like boys too. He went down on me and it was heaven I c** allmost instantly. We made love several times that day and we started having s** anytime we were alone. IN less that a month he fucked me for the first time and I loved it. He finally ask me to f*** him and I loved that to. Our relationship lasted until I graduated high school and went off to college where I met my now husband the only two men I have had s** with and I love them both
