1. Ham Radio Instructor Sucks Adult and Teen Cocks


    Date: 5/21/2016, Categories: First Time, Author: edlangston, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    a hidden transmitter within a designated search area, sometimes during the day and sometimes at night. I enjoy the transmitter hunting the most since I take pleasure in the thrill of the hunt and being out in the city and countryside in my truck. The transmitter hunts were made even more challenging since Greenville is located in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, and includes many small hills. That makes it hard sometimes to get strong signals. All of the club members happened to be men, although women were certainly welcome to join. I became especially good friends with five of the men who are about my age, and we had fun pairing up to go on the hunts with our mobile equipment. All of the men on the hunt would usually end up at our favorite tavern for a few beers after the hunt was over. As our kids got older and became more involved with their friends, I spent even more time with ham activities. I obtained my Amateur Extra Class license and became a certified Volunteer Examiner. I had a nice fifteen feet wide and twenty feet long workshop behind my garage, where I have my radio equipment, that I reorganized to become a training facility, as well as place to hold club meetings. I got portable tables and chairs that gave me enough room to teach eight people at a time, although I rarely had that many. I wasn’t being compensated for my efforts. I was just trying to give back to the ham community for the help I received as a boy getting started. I taught some ...
    neighborhood kids and others who were recommended by other club members. Some of the boys started my classes when they were eleven or twelve years old. Many of the boys lost interest by the time they were sixteen or seventeen and were able to drive and date girls. My first homosexual experience happened one night when I was almost fifty years old. I’m still surprised that I succumbed to the temptation, given my conservative background. I had not had any sex with Gwen for almost two months, when I was out with my best friend George on a transmitter hunt. It was our turn to be the hidden transmitter, and I concealed my truck in some woods behind a hill that would be hard to locate, even from Paris Mountain, which is the second most prominent peak in the Greenville area. George was about my size and I had known him since we were in grade school together. It was pitch dark in the woods, and the other club members had already been looking for us for two hours. We first passed the time talking about ham radio. Then, as usual when we got together, the conversation turned to women and sex. We were using the dim overhead light in my truck to give us a little light while we talked, and I saw that George was rubbing his crotch, just as I was. I was really getting horny, having gone so long without sex, and wanted to relieve myself. We knew each other well enough that I was comfortable jacking off in front of him, even though I had previously never done that in front of any of my friends. So I ...