Date: Mon, 13 Feb 2006 07:03:31 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Stecher <thomasstecher@yahoo.com>
Subject: what a fort

Not much here for a disclaimer, but you should know the drill: if you
shouldn't, don't ... if you don't like it, don't ... if you are under
age...DONT.


There was a year that I thought that I might be interested in women. I
was about 10 years old and moving on to 11. I had know about pulling my
pud for some time now, and had had some good times in some forts. Some of
the forts were different that some of the others, but there were still
forts to play in. I was just beginning the sixth grade and I was sitting
in the back of the classroom as was my custom. Suddenly there was a
delicious laughter coming from the front of the room. I looked up and saw
that there was a girl wearing a dress . This dress was shorter than any I
had ever seen and for 1963 it was pretty hot. The Beatles had just
released their first album in the U.S. and I already had longer hair than
most guys my age. I didn't purposely grow it, we couldn't afford the
barber. So I had the longer hair, and as soon as the Beatles were
beginning to get popular it was easy for me to just let my hair fall down
in my face into a Beatles haircut. Well my hair was a little longer than
that, but I had always had longer hair. I thought my hair was great
looking and the longer the better.

   So here was this beautiful girl, I thought at the time, wearing a
short dress for the time and I was getting excited. I had always liked
guys and never thought about having sex with a girl. I sat in my chair
and just stared at her as she laughed and was having an exciting
conversation with her girlfriends . There was also a guy in the class who
I thought was really hot. I couldn't believe that I was watching this
girl, but there I was , and before I knew it I was sitting in my seat
rubbing myself . I was looking her in the face and suddenly she shrieked
out and made a horrible face at me and I was brought out of my stupor and
she was pointing at me. I quickly moved my hand away but it was too late.
I was caught right there in class. So the guy that I thought was hot was
all of a sudden her protector and telling me I needed to stay away from
them. It was that quick, them was her and him.  I wasn't going to be able
to have any fun with either one of them.

   I moved on after classes that year to a farm on the other side of
town. My dad had us move to a farm that was close to his parents house.
It was interesting that his brothers lived on the same stretch of road.
We had a big yellow barn in the back yard and across the street there
were blackberry patches.  I always liked going over there because I loved
picking them and eating them. I also liked collecting them for my mom
because she would make pies and jellies out of them .I also learned from
the next door neighbors how to milk cows.

   One day I was over in the berry patch and picking berries for jam and
jelly that my mom wanted to make. I knew that she was going to can them
and I was picking and eating and I was turning a dark purple as I went
about my picking.  I had just sat down to take a break when I heard a
noise behind me. This berry patch was like a big cave and I was in the
very back and the girl next door was behind me and wanted to talk to me.
I didn't think that she was any real beauty, but she was female and she
was older than me. She had tits and was telling me about how she thought
I would like to see them. I was told that in the barn in the back on my
house there was hay and that we could go up there and play. I didn't take
a lot of convincing. I was up like a flash and soon we were up in the
hay. She had told me to take my clothes off because she wanted to see me.
I had just turned 11, and she was13  so I did as she asked. Once I was
naked she started to play with my cock and I was growing rapidly . I
asked her if she was going to take her clothes off, and so she took off
her blouse.  She was sitting in the hay with just a bra and her jeans on
and I was totally naked. I thought that she should take off the rest of
her clothes, but she just reached over and continued to play with my
dick.

   My dad was always suttle, and when she had me nice and hard and was
just about to stick my cock into her mouth, my dad loudly cleared his
throat.  She threw her blouse back on as fast as she could and I was
standing there with a boner and my dad looking up and telling me to get
my clothes back on and to come to the back of the barn.  In the back of
the barn there were some apple trees. And there were also switches that
could be cut from the trees. So I knew that I was going to get it. I got
my clothes on and went to the back on the barn and soon I was standing
there next to my dad. She was well on her way back to her own house, and
didn't get any of the punishment. I was standing there shaking waiting
for him to start switching me and then he started laughing and told me to
get into the house and get ready for dinner. He told me to think before I
ever trust girls.

   So I came to the end of that summer ,and it was decided that we would
move back home and I would start back to school where I had always gone.
We were back home ,and for me I was thinking that school was not going to
be pleasant because now I was going to be in junior high.  Well guess what
here was another chance for me to forget all about what my dad had said.
There was a beautiful blonde in one of my classes and I thought once
again that girls couldn't be all that bad. The ones before were just
bitches, and this one couldn't be like that . I had been in the class for
only a couple of days, and the teacher was really hot too. I had some day
dreams about her, and about the blonde sitting to my right. She was near
the window, so I pretended to be looking out . I was actually looking at
her so much more than I should have been and she finally looked over and
started yelling at me not to look at her. I wasn't cool enough to be
looking at her, and once again another guy came to the rescue.

   I soon discovered that I was destined to be alone.  I didn't want to
have to be alone, but it seems that with once incident a majority of a
school can look at you the same way one person does. I found myself not
wanting to talk with anyone anymore. I found some old friends and hung
out with them and just didn't find myself attracted to anymore all
through junior high. It wasn't until I started singing in choir that I
began to have some friends who were from both sides of the sex chain.  For
awhile I thought I was never going to discover anyone for me to love. But
then there was the fort out in the woods by the big rock. I was back to
guys again. At least with guys if they don't want to be with you they will
just tell you and not make a huge anouncement about the whole thing.

  I went back to girls again in high school. I thought that to be gay was
something that you couldn't do in this neighborhood. It has taken me a long
time to discover that it is more pleasant to be with men. In any kind of
fort.