uber taksi şoförü Hello dear readers, everything I’m going to tell you here has happened. The reason I’m telling you about what I’ve been through is that you label people according to their preferences or what they’ve been through. I am also an indomitable victim of this feature of yours. I would not like to show-to see myself under an expression or concept, but according to the frames that people accept, I am bisexual. I’ve had relationships with both women and men.

I’ve never considered myself gay. But my interest in passivity started when I was very young, in a way that I still don’t understand why. I became interested not only in passivity, but also in activism. When I was having this kind of relationship, I also had a boyfriend on the one hand. I’ve also tried different relationships with a few girls in high school when I had a boyfriend. i am 25 years old and I have a considerable amount of experience. Of course, they were all level, level and adventurous within their own conditions.

As for where to start, there is no point that I can say from the very beginning. In the form of a mental gymnastics, I will go by continuing from whichever one reminds me of which one. This therapy, which can also be considered an internal casting session-since there will be no lies in my writings, the names of places and people may be omitted at some points, excuse me.

The thing I remember most clearly in my mind is one of my first adventures. One spring month in our hot city, I was staying in the dormitory of the school I was studying at while the sun was baking us on the hill all day long. I was going to high school 3,I was a toy teenager aged 16-17. It was one of the good times when you took a shower with a phone in your hand and wanked accompanied by downloaded porn. I also had a Nokia phone that used the Symbian operating system at that time. There is a small memory card inside. Also inside the memory card “.a lot of videos with the ”3gp” extension. Since everyone collected videos from each other, there was no category Decoupling between us at that time.

Whoever liked which position, which porn star, would watch him no matter what spin. Everyone had a single video. And I had filed a lot of videos in categories. Of course, we didn’t know the websites by name at that time, we used to browse google’s search section using tags such as “sex, porn, sibel kekilli”, and the Decategorization job made me aware of a lot of different categories. Thanks to this, I had more curiosity elements in me than my friends. I had dozens of unrelated interests with mature people such as fantasy, underwear, pantyhose, wife-swapping, lesbian watching, masturbation (solo). At that time, I discovered a very nice story site and started directing my fantasies. I was going to try the things I was curious about now.

While researching, I found out that two or three cinemas in our city play porn movies during their sessions. I was curious about such things before, but in the part of the site I read, it says that the environment is usually full of gay men or mature men who want to be with them. Since I already guessed that there would be no women in such a place, I thought I’d go and watch it, and on one of my weekday school days, I started looking for that movie theater at an hour near the evening.

Since the address of the cinema was not given as an exact point shot, it was necessary to find it by asking, and I started asking people around the cinema because I didn’t know much about the movie content. “… There are cinemas around here, do you know where?” The answers to my questions on this issue have always been negative. It was close to dark when we were walking like this. I saw a sign on the street where the Sunday was established: “… Cinemas”. It was an old, worn, neglected sign. However, the exterior was painted a clean white, which gave confidence. Jul.

I walked into the building and asked the man standing at the box office what movies were playing. Because there were a few posters of new movies at the entrance. It is designed like a normal cinema. “The entrance is 5 TL,” the man said. I say 5 TL, which is equivalent to the 5 TL dinner price that would have been given to a high school student at that time. I gave the money, I didn’t buy any tickets. And I’m thinking, “He didn’t give a ticket, they’re not checking tickets inside anyway.” How do I know that I will encounter the cinema hall door when I go up the stairs, how do I know that the only light inside is the light reflected from the porn playing on the screen, how do I know that there are only 5-6 people inside… I felt strange when I went with the idea of a normal cinema and encountered such a different environment.

A dim, unlit, slightly cum-smelling environment. I was wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt, I had a bag in my hand. I think there were books in it. I walked to the middle and sat down. I put the bag on my dick. On the one hand, I was trying to understand what was going on around me, and on the other hand, I was looking at the movie that was playing. A mixture of black and MILF, a topic-free, slow-flowing movie was playing. Although I don’t remember her actors, I still can’t see that the woman wore a red nightgown before undressing. Because just as I was looking at that nightgown, an old man came and sat next to me. Getting used to the lack of light, my eye was vaguely picking out the guy, but the important thing was that he grabbed my dick from under the bag and sweatpants with his warm hands.

I was startled. Who wouldn’t be startled? In a very different world where there is no proper experience, an old man has come to him and is holding his dick in the palm of his hand. I was startled. He started doing it back and forth with his hands. ”I don’t want to,” I said. ”Okay,” the man next to me got up saying. The reason I don’t want to is not because I don’t like it. In fact, I like it. But I didn’t like that he started acting involuntarily. The fact that I was sitting in the middle row didn’t help me at all. There was no one in front of me, I could only watch the movie. Although five minutes had passed, the woman was still dancing strangely in the same outfit in the movie. I had no idea when he would take action.

I took my bag and went to the back row. 3 people sat at December intervals. I moved to the middle one. he was in his 25s and 30s. I didn’t notice it until I passed him, or he had hidden it; he was jerking off with his thick dick in his hand. He looked at me and waited for something. I was pretending to be locked on the screen at the time. He grabbed my dick over the sweatpants, let go, grabbed his own dick. So I couldn’t resist and took his dick in my hand. I played, I played, I had a nice wank. As I am attracted to myself. Close to ejaculating, he said, “Let’s go to the bathroom.” I said ”no”, he got up from me, left the hall. He was a built man. He wasn’t handsome. I wasn’t interested at all.

i wanted to go to the bathroom because I’ve been inside for like 15 minutes and I’m peeing from excitement. I remembered that there was only the door to the hall on this floor, and below there was the box office and the entrance part, I had not seen another door. So the guy a little earlier was November meant to go upstairs to the bathroom. I waited a little longer in case the guy was there. And I went up the stairs to the top floor. This was the place called the toilet. There was one hand washing place and two cabins. The original cabins were probably white before, but when I saw them, they were full of burns and writing marks all over.

I got into one, I peed. When I went out to wash my hands, the old man from a little while ago was waiting for me. ”Shall we pass,” he said. I washed my hands quietly. I went to the cabin and waited for the man. He came in, we closed the door. He pulled down my tracksuit. He took my dick in his hand. He reached for the lick. ”I don’t want to,” I said. I pulled down his pants with my own hands. I took your dick out. She looked pretty good for her age. After playing for a while, I took it in my mouth. It was the first time in my life that I had put someone’s dick in my mouth. That’s when I realized that porn viewing experiences actually don’t do shit. Even if he’s not huge, when a dick gets into a person’s mouth, you’re very vulnerable. So he took advantage of my vulnerability and stuck a finger in my tight asshole while I was giving him oral sex. It’s been nice for me. It went back and forth a little more in my mouth, the head part and a little bit of the rest. “Shall I cum in your mouth?” said.

I said, ”No, no,” and I left inside. One or two other people were waiting outside. I think they heard our voice. I left the cinema with the excitement of the adventure I had. I felt like there was semen somewhere on my face. Jul, it’s like I’m not clean. I walked to the full house, I was going to go to the dorm and take a shower.

Along the way, I constantly had this question in my mind: Was there any semen on the seats? Could it have been stuck to my sweatpants from where I was sitting?