Date: Sat, 16 Aug 2008 02:14:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: David Divers <daviddivers@ymail.com>
Subject: Curious 50s Boy Part 5

Forward, one of the comments and questions I have been receiving included:

How much of this really happened.

1. It is mostly Biographical.  The events all happened, but not necessarily
in the same order or time interval....the time is condensed for narrative
purposes...it was actually some time later that Rickey came into the
relationship....but, both of people were an important part of my teen
years.....and, this is a story based on facts so........Sue me....

2.  My self-confidence and independence....I was a very shy,
self-conscious, naive kid.  From the story you wouldn't know that, but,
despite being shy, I wouldn't sit back and let the world pass me by.  I
forced myself to situations.......take for example the Muck Farm.  My
parents both worked and, as I said in the story, we didn't necessarily need
the money. It was mine to keep for myself.  The first summer I worked on
that farm until time to go to Boy Scout camp.  I saved all the money
because my goal was to buy a portable radio.  I loved music and just had to
have one.  By August I had enough.  My Dad took me to Sears and I got the
Radio I wanted.  That was before transistors and it must have weighed 20
pounds with the battery and all....it cost $35.00.  I had enough money left
over after a whole summers work to buy my Mom a parakeet and cage for her
birthday.  So, I did all that work and had less then $50-$60 to show for
it.

4.  The language.... In real life in those days, all of these things were
said quitely, secretly.  Some years ago I read the book titled , "Something
You Do in the Dark" by Daniel Curzon.  The title alone really describes
those days well.  When I saw the name of the book on the Newsstand, I knew
without reading it what the book was about.  Being very shy in those days,
some of the things that are said matter-of-factly in my story I had to
force myself to say in actual life.  But all that beating around the bush
wouldn't make a very good story.

3.  I do not endorse Adult/Youth sex in any way.  I read Nifty several
times a week and thought that I would try writing what I know about... me!
I did not write it so that it would be another "hot", Adult/Youth story.  I
seldom even read that section of Nifty.  Nifty made the decision of where
to categorize it.  If it was up to me, I would rather it was in Beginnings
or Historical.  Since I became an adult (and some folks have questioned
whether that ever happened.), I have only had relationships with other
adults.  What happened to me and the events I describe did not shape my
life.  I later had a macho career in the Navy, married, raised kids, became
an international consulting engineer.  However, thorough all that, I would
still would identify myself as being essentially Gay.  I have had great
relationships outside of my marriage--both hetro and Homosexual.  Like
Popeye sez, "I yam what I yam" ....and the story is what it yam.  Thanks
for your comments

4.  I will be out of town for a week or so.  There will be a delay in
submitting Parts 6 and onward for awhile......

We continue........Part 5

After all the fish were cleaned we split them up and my share was at least
five lbs.  My grandmother would be happy with them.  Johnny loaded us all
into the car and dropped me off at home first.  Both he and Rickey came in
the house with me and I introduced Rickey to my Grandmother.  We all got to
talking and it turned out that Rickey's grandparents went to high school
with my Grandparents and somewhere a few generations back we were all
related.  It seems that the whole family came over from Ireland many years
ago....so now we have another reason to continue to meet besides blowing
one another........

Rickey promised to call me to practice tennis and Johnny also scheduled me
to work the following Thursday.  When they left, my grandmother raved about
the two of them.  The only fault she could find is that they did not belong
to the church where we go.  I told her that I could probably convince
Rickey to go to with us when he didn't have to work, but that I didn't know
about Mr. Rivers.......She said that the Rivers name is a good Welsh/Irish
name and he belonged in church. If she had only known what I knew.......

Saturday was usually the day when I did the heavy work helping my
Grandmother in her garden.  They lived in the last house on a dead-end
residential street that was lined on both sides with tall old maple trees.
When my Grandfather was alive they had purchased the two adjacent vacant
lots next to their house and, beyond the farthest lot was a fairly big
creek.  It flowed all the way to the Ohio canal.  When I younger and stayed
at Grandmothers, it was my favorite place to play and I used to knew every
foot of it in both directions.

In his retirement years, my Grandfather had made a big garden for them on
the two lots and grew everything from fruits and berries, sweet corn and
all the produce they could possibly use.  He also raised gladiolas and
other "cut" flowers that he sold to hospital gift shops.  After he died,
she continued to garden in a reduced fashion with my families help.  One of
us was usually staying with her during the summer to help her in the garden
and we all tried to do a little of it each day to keep up with the weeds
and insects. Saturday was the day when I got out the tiller and tilled up
between the rows.  While I was tilling, somebody snuck up behind me and put
their hands over my eyes...

."Guess who," a voice asked?

I knew right away it was Rickey.  "You don't work today?"

He told me that he didn't have to work until 5 PM on Saturdays.  So, I
asked him if he wanted to run the tiller and I would hoe in the places
where he couldn't get.  After I showed him how to do the machine, I really
got busy in order to get finished early so that I could do something with
him.......When we finished, I put away the tools and tiller and got my
football and we walked down towards the creek playing catch.  We sat down
on the bank and continued to toss the ball back and forth.  I quietly asked
him, "Do you think Johnny might get jealous if we were together more than
we were with him???"

He said, "Of course not, we are a kind of family.  Johnny said wanted us to
have other friends because we have things in common at our age that he can
never share with us.  And he said that he has interests that we would be
bored with.  We are growing boys and need other kids our own age around."

I asked him, "When did he say that?"

Rickey said, "Last night before we fucked........"

I said, "Last night before you fucked?  You Fucked?"

Rickey said, "Yeah, we were fucking.  After we dropped you off we went back
to his place and were snuggling and relaxing and he stripped me down and
slipped it to me.  It was easy.....we do it all the time."

Fucking????  Hum....Fucking????

"He fucked you in the mouth????  I don't really think I would like
that...it is too much like being thought of as female!"

Rickey said, "No, he fucked me in the butt....then I fucked him. "

"He cornholed you huh????"

"No we fucked ...I don't know where that other word came from, but he made
love to me.  We kissed, we had a little love play, he stretched me a
little, he lubed me up and stuck it in. Then we Fucked......and it was
great.  He made me cum.....We both came just like you and I did but in a
different way........ He knew about that too...he was only pretending to be
asleep."

 "And you liked it huh?"

"Yeah it was great....he is a great lover and you'll like it too.  One of
these times I'd love to do it to you and then you can do me.....if we had
the time and the place, I'd let you to do me right now......It makes me
hard just thinking about it!"

I was shocked....it was like imagining your own Mom and Dad fucking in
public.  In my life up to that point, I hadn't had the opportunity to do
more what I had already described..a few times with Johnny and him and now
this....I was kind of shocked....  And he can discuss it as if it were
shaking hands.  As I said before, butt fucking was only the punch line of
dirty jokes...I had never even thought about doing it.

He said, "You look shocked like it is disgusting.  I hate to recall bad
memories for you, but you sure seemed to like what he did to you the other
day when you got so upset about me watching.  It stopped just short of
fucking.  When he got to your butthole you were climbing the walls.  He
hardly got your dick in his mouth before you came.  He barely had to touch
you.  Even though you were angry it was a beautiful thing to see...."

My face must have reddened when I thought about him watching Johnny and
me......I already loved him and I hated to think of my embarrassment in
front of him.......

But fucking????  Butt fucking????

He said, "I probably thought the same thing the first time, but give it a
chance.  Soon we will do it together and I will be a part of you.....you
will never be able to forget me and I will never be able to forget you.

I wanted to tell him, I don't want you to get smug about it but I already
love you......"

But I didn't

The creek was not deep enough to swim in so we took off our shoes and socks
to go wading around.  The creek banks were about 4-5 feet high and there
were over hanging willows, so nobody could really see us well if they were
paying an attention at all.  We began splashing each other so that it
wouldn't look strange if we had physical contact.  I kicked water at him
and got him wet...he did the same to me.... then we began wrestling around
trying to dunk each other and secretly feeling each other up when we got a
chance.....down we went and stole a wet kiss......I had my hand down the
front of his pants groping his dick and he had his down the back of mine
playing with my buns.......he "said one of these days I am going to kiss
these.... "

I shook his dick and said, "Yesterday I did kiss this."

As we started to get up out of the water, he grabbed my shorts and pulled
them down....there I was exposed to the world....he said, "Electra rising."

"Electra??  What the heck is Electra??"

"You know , the Greek Godess of the ocean...I saw a picture of her coming
out of the waves..."

"I am afraid I don't know anything about Greek Gods or Godesses, I only
know one God......I study about him in Church and Sunday School.  Do you
want to come with me....there are lots of nice kids but they don't live
around this neighborhood."

"I'll think bout it and let you know...."

Rickey left after we went up to the house and hosed off.  I went down the
basement and took a quick shower and then went upstairs to take a nap.  I
thought for a long time about what Rickey had said and got hornier and
hornier.  As I said before, "A stiff dick has no conscience and it might be
worth a try................"  I jacked off all week in anticipation......it
might be worth a try........

Rickey called to chat several times during the week but was tied up with
his job and chores around his house.

The following Thursday I arrived at Johnny's house early but he was up and
had the garage already open.  He said, "I've got to leave but I'll be back
around 11 and we'll have lunch."  He reminded me of the safety rules for
the big mower and watched while I made a few swaths in the lawn and then he
drove away.

I worked steadily all morning mowing and edging the lawn.  Around 11:30
Johnny arrived and I was relieved when he invited me in to the house for
lunch.  As soon as I walked in the door he grabbed me and gave me a big hug
and a kiss....as usual he parted my lips with his tongue and I willingly
let it into my mouth. I eagerly sucked on it and he ground our crotches
together.....he told me why don't you go use the bathroom and then go take
a shower.  I'll be fixing lunch for us and then we can eat.....

I told him I didn't have to go, but he insisted that I use the bathroom.  I
knew what was coming and I feared it, but at the same time I got the
biggest hard on I ever had in my life.  I did what he told me and then
stripped off my clothes in the bathroom and traipsed through the iving room
and the kitchen nude.  Johnny's eyes widened and he whistled....he said,
I'll be bringing you a towel in a few minutes.

I started the shower and washed thoroughly.  Johnny came down the stairs
naked and he had towels and what I thought was a hot water bottle in his
hand.  He got under the shower with me and showed me how to fill the bottle
with soapy water, then he attached a hose and told me to bend over, I asked
him what he was going to do and he said "clean you out.....you'll love
it.......and then you can do me......  So, I bent over as far as I could
and he gave me my first enema....it was great.  He gently fucked the nozzle
in and out of my ass and filled me with the full bottle.  When he pulled it
out he had me squat over the floor drain and it squirted out.  I stood up
and he rinsed me off.........then I did the same for him.......

We dried off and Johnny took me by the hand and led me upstairs.  We went
in his bedroom and I saw that the bed was covered with all the pillows in
the house....we moved some aside and lay down together.....

He said, "Rickey told me that you and he had talked about this......"

I told him, "Yes, I know about it, but I am not too sure I want to do it.

Johnny said, "We are going to take our time and before we are through I
hope you will be begging for it......I f not, we don't have to do it.... I
told you before, we will go at your speed and if you want to stop, just say
the word..  But before we start, I want to do something to get you
ready......will you let me????

I told him if it doesn't cause a lot of pain..  So he had me lay on my back
and spread my legs.......he took some vasoline on his index finger and
spread my cheeks and told me to relax my butt..... He raised my legs up
until my knees were even with my ears.... It reminded me of when he had
eaten me the last time.....

I was far enough back that he could finger me vertically--up and
down--rather than horizontally-- in and out.  Gradually he spread my hole
and filled it with his finger.....it didn't hurt at all.....he fingered me
in and out and it began to feel good.......he said I've got the loosen you
up a little more so I am going to try to get two fingers in....let me know
if it is too painful....  He added more vasoline and the first finger
returned and he slipped the second one in beside it.  It did hurt a
little....mostly just the pressure but he worked them in and out and had me
stretched out quite a bit.........

After he was satisfied that I was well lubed, he said, now we can relax.
So we lay back and began kissing.  He had magic hands titillating every
nerve ending on my body.  I was hot.  I massaged him also and we gradually
worked our way into a 69 position with me on top......we took each other
into our mouths and sucked for awhile Johnny indicated tha he wanted me to
sit up in effect, I was squatting over his mouth.......as I did he slid
underneath me so that my balls were over his mouth... he began licking from
my balls to my ass and finally inserted his tongue in my ass as far in as
he could get it...and was flicking it in and out like a snakes tongue as
fast as he could go........I was in heaven.

I really did need something...his finger.... his dick..... anything to fill
that void....I began whimpering please.....please.....please.....

Johnny pulled out from under me and said, "please????"

And I said, "please......"

He laid me on my back and put pillows under me and took a handful of
vasoline and coated his dick and spread my legs as far as they possible go
and lowered himself towards my ass.....I could feel the head of his dick
hit the side of my cheeks as I squirmed to help him get it in.....I was so
hot that I was trembling.......finally it was at the entrance and was
trying to penetrate.  Then he said, "relax just like you did for my fingers
and bear down like you need to take a dump....

"Bear down I did and I parted enough for him to get part way in....I bore
down more and it was so slick that it slid the rest of the way in.......it
hurt!!!....it burned!!!!!  but it filled that need that I was feeling.

Johnny lay still for a minute or so and then began humping me....in and out
it went....as he grew used to the sensation so did I and began a small
motion of my own....as he stroked, his dick swelled longer and fatter.  The
deeper he went he began to hit something that gave me flashes of pleasure
that I had never felt before....  The deeper he went the greater the
feeling......suddenly my cock became more and more sensitive and I just had
to come...I whimpered more..... more.....  more ...... more

As the feeling grew so did my dick.....if were bigger, I would have tried
to suck myself off......I reached between us and circled the head with my
thumb and forefinger like a hoop....I began stroking it and finally I came
in gushes......I had never spurted so much or with such power...it went
everywhere......Johnny grabbed some and rubbed it on his dick as it slid in
and out...he quickened his pace and at last pulled his dick out and jacked
himself off the rest of the way on my chest...and my face... and my
hair....it went everywhere....

Later, Johnny supported me as we went back down the basement to shower...my
legs were so weak.  As we showered, Johnny explained everything as best as
he could and said the he owes me one that I could have whenever I was
ready....he said I had lost my cherry....I was so naive that I didn't even
know what he meant for sure.....

I appreciate your comments and suggestions...as I said, no Parts next
week... back in late Aug...

Best regards,
Daviddivers@ymail.com.