Gay sex,the first step with my neighbor

It was in the summer a few years ago now. I was sixteen years of age. I knew all about sex, gay, bi and straight but I had never experienced anything, not even a peck on the cheek. Well of course, the only reason I knew about all of this stuff was porn sites. But as it came to the midpoint in the summer holidays where I was so bored of just being babysat while the rest of my family went out and enjoyed their lives, I took it upon my naive self to do something about it.
At sixteen, I was starting to see the last signs of puberty. My balls looked a little bigger, but were still bald and my pubescent cock had a few hairs no longer than half a centimeter above it and it was still pathetically tiny. But still, while I was on my own I would never stop jerking my little white dick – I loved it, I was close to considering myself as a borderline solo nymphomaniac. My babysitter was named Joe, but I just always referred to him as Mr. Babysitter. He didn’t mind that at all and he was always kind. At the age of 48, he had become well respected and trusted within the community as a single man; we only lived in a small village. He was not especially fit or handsome but nice all the same. This nice personality made the nights go a little faster as we sat up and watched my films. Occasionally, after being sent to bed would walk back down the stairs and cuddle in with him on the sofa and watch the more adult TV – as long as I promised to go to bed after. It was nowhere near the porn i had watched by far, just passionate kissing, a few signs of copulation here and there and the occasional breast was shown. That was a normal, regular night.

Around mid August when the light is there till around 10 O’clock we would do exactly the same again. However as I came down the stairs one night and pushed the door open gently to the lounge I saw his dick, he was sat jerking to an episode out of some gay porn series that included bukkake, anal, massage, cross-dressing you name it – it had everything. I watched that night from the door, not the TV, him. His dick was beautiful and I wanted it. So very much, that night I played a lot, more than i ever had done in a night and explored my anus too, I enjoyed that feeling even more. That night he came in at around midnight before my family were due to come back at 2. He would usually go home this time. He knocked on my bedroom door and asked if i was awake – I responded with a noise not usually heard outside of sexual activities.