Story time once again.... (first gay experience)
13 years ago
Gather 'round furs, it's time for another segment of Kyle's story time.....
So, I was but a wee small pup at the age of 4 or 5. I was at a day care that resided within walking distance of my home. Yes, I was quite the naughty pup. But I was also constantly fighting other boys. I'm not sure but for whatever reason, I began scrapping with this other youngin' for some time. It had clearly gotten heated becuase I remember with great clarity, punching the boy in the face. Blood had begun to flow from his mouth as he was crying. He had spit something into his hand. I was horrified to learn that I had knocked HALF, not all, HALF of this kid's tooth out of his mouth. As the blood began to flow, I instucted the boy to wash off his mouth to try to keep myself out of trouble. Selfish little shit wasn't I? His cryin' hadn't ceased from his direct punch to the jaw and it eventually and quickly alerted the caretakers. That day we were to be shuttled on a trip. I cannot remember where, but I was excited. Upon the discovery of my violent tendencies, I was prohibited to go. After I had thrown a fit, the caretakers offered me a chance at redemption. If I apologized to my for lack of better term, "victim", I would be permitted to go to the trip. As we had boarded our van on the trip I was sat next to the other boy. The driver had turned around to face me and she had mentioned my name and said something I'm sure was along the lines of fighting is wrong. Then I remember her telling me to, "kiss and make up". So, I had turned to the other boy and kissed him directly on the lips for a good 3 to 5 seconds. I guess I figured that time interval should express my regret. The other boy was taken aback and rendered speechless. I don't believe that he ever spoke with me again.
If you have any amusing stories that you would like to share. Please feel free. No sex stories please. I'd like to keep this journal for nostalgic reasons. I enjoy reading and learning about friends. That is what I consider those who take their time to read these journals. Because those of you that reply I socialize with most frequently.
Take care
Kyle
So, I was but a wee small pup at the age of 4 or 5. I was at a day care that resided within walking distance of my home. Yes, I was quite the naughty pup. But I was also constantly fighting other boys. I'm not sure but for whatever reason, I began scrapping with this other youngin' for some time. It had clearly gotten heated becuase I remember with great clarity, punching the boy in the face. Blood had begun to flow from his mouth as he was crying. He had spit something into his hand. I was horrified to learn that I had knocked HALF, not all, HALF of this kid's tooth out of his mouth. As the blood began to flow, I instucted the boy to wash off his mouth to try to keep myself out of trouble. Selfish little shit wasn't I? His cryin' hadn't ceased from his direct punch to the jaw and it eventually and quickly alerted the caretakers. That day we were to be shuttled on a trip. I cannot remember where, but I was excited. Upon the discovery of my violent tendencies, I was prohibited to go. After I had thrown a fit, the caretakers offered me a chance at redemption. If I apologized to my for lack of better term, "victim", I would be permitted to go to the trip. As we had boarded our van on the trip I was sat next to the other boy. The driver had turned around to face me and she had mentioned my name and said something I'm sure was along the lines of fighting is wrong. Then I remember her telling me to, "kiss and make up". So, I had turned to the other boy and kissed him directly on the lips for a good 3 to 5 seconds. I guess I figured that time interval should express my regret. The other boy was taken aback and rendered speechless. I don't believe that he ever spoke with me again.
If you have any amusing stories that you would like to share. Please feel free. No sex stories please. I'd like to keep this journal for nostalgic reasons. I enjoy reading and learning about friends. That is what I consider those who take their time to read these journals. Because those of you that reply I socialize with most frequently.
Take care
Kyle
I kissed a boy and I liked it.