Date: Thu, 16 Jun 2016 12:49:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: fiveholepunch@comcast.net
Subject: Boyhood Sex Memories  Supplement Three

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Boyhood Sex Memories Supplement Three

There have been a lot of entries showing up so I will keep posting them.


71.  Wally

"This is how I gave head the first time.  I went to the neighborhood pool
and knew the lifeguards.  I could go through the back office when I wanted
and one time I walked in while Billy and Andrew were standing there
jerking, suits barely pulled down.  I came in just as Andrew was ready to
shoot.  I stared and out came six shots onto the concrete floor.  I excused
myself and left.  The next day Andrew called me back and asked if I liked
what I saw.  I was embarrassed but I said "yeah."  He asked if I wanted to
do it and I barely gulped out "yeah."  He latched the door and dropped his
Speedo.  We jerked and then he told me to come over.  He said he wanted me
to suck him.  I hesitated for a second and then went down on my knees.  He
held me on his cock as he shot his load, six or more juicy shots and I spit
it out when he let me go.  Andrew flipped up his Speedo and looked at me to
finish.  I jerked while he watched; I was done in about a minute.  He said
"later" and that was my first time but not my last.  I sucked him regularly
and a couple of other dudes a few times that summer.  When Andrew was done,
that was it, he was done.  He could go back to doing whatever in a minute.
I was 13 and Andrew was 16."


72.  Michael

"I had a happy childhood.  Aside from showing games with classmates here
and there and an immature masturbation for comfort before sleep, I had no
sex experience until I met an older boy in the park when I was ten.  His
name was Robert and he was thirteen.

We were playing and I had to urinate and Robert dared me to do it behind a
bush near a wall.  There were many people about, children and adults.  He
said he would keep a lookout.  I looked around nervously.  I lowered my
shorts and started my stream.  A man was coming from behind and I stopped.
He didn't see what I was doing.  Now I was dancing a bit, wanting to finish
my piss.  Robert told me to use a tree facing away from the others in the
park.  It was still in the open.  I waited for several mothers with
children to pass by on the path and then, facing away, started to use the
tree.  Robert could see my willy this time and I saw him looking.  I was
excited he was looking.  I only was able to pee a stream or two before
another boy ran by and I had to stop.  Robert said we better go to his
house so I could finish.

We became weekend pals because we attended different schools and had
different schedules.  It was probably the third or fourth Saturday when
Robert and I ended up at my house.  We were in my room just hanging about.
I was lying on my bed and Robert came and sat on the side of the bed.  He
gave me a look and then started tickling me in a teasing manner.  This
quickly turned to him wrestling me, holding me down, as we both giggled.
It was the pleasure of boyish intimacy.  I loved the attention from an
older boy.

Robert decided to make his move by sliding down near the foot of the bed
and grabbing my legs.  He pulled at my trousers with the intention of
pulling them off.  I didn't resist very much, wanting him to do so.  Once
they were thrown aside, Robert reached up and pulled at the elastic of my
shorts.  He pulled them down and off.  I was overjoyed to be naked with
Robert.  Moving up to lie next to me, he went for my willy and played with
it as I did.  He went down and took my erection in his mouth, sucking me
gently. I was laughing and squirming with delight.  I knew nothing of oral
sex before this.  Robert sucked me for a bit, I didn't have an orgasm, and
then he sat up and flopped over to the side, lying near the wall on my bed.
It was now obviously my turn.

Totally naked, I tried to strip Robert of his shirt.  It proved difficult
and Robert sat up and disposed of this obstacle quickly.  I went to work on
his trousers, unbuckling his belt, unzipping his fly, and taking them down
with enthusiastic effort.  I went for his shorts and down they came,
exposing Robert's teenage erection.  Robert's scrotum was rounded and full,
darkening with puberty.  It had a few hairs but Robert's pubic arch had a
nice patch of adolescent hair.  This hair and his large penis were a
revelation, better than I would've imagined if I had imagined another boy
being erect and lying in my bed which I hadn't.

I crawled up to wrestle Robert as he had done with me.  I timidly grasped
at his shoulders.  Robert grabbed me and pulled me on top of him.  We
grappled playfully, our attention more focused on our naked flesh pressing
against each other and Robert's large four inch shaft dueled with my boyish
one.  I was overcome with sensual joy being in his embrace.  Robert was
more than joyful.  He was aroused and he stopped our wrestling and told me
to play with his cock.

I went down and handled Robert's plumped cock which was hot to the touch.
I slid his foreskin and noticed the clear pre-come glistening; more came
from his slit as I handled his erection.  I wiped this off and then put his
naked glans in my mouth.  That flared knob of flesh on my lips, the
hardness of his shaft and my actually doing this with another boy is
something I'll never forget for the rest of my life.  I sucked the head
with relish and then went up and down on his hardness, but no more than an
inch or two.  Robert had me pull off to wank him to a visible come; two
spurts.  His stiffened cock jumped in my hand.  I was enthralled and felt
special at having made him climax.

I continued sex play with Robert for several months, maybe a total of a
dozen times altogether.  He gave me immature orgasms both by hand and
orally and I sucked him each time but only wanked him to orgasm.  I loved
to see his ejaculation and feel his cock stiffen and jerk.  I wished for
more time with Robert but his father was transferred and it was over.  I
did go on to mutually wank with several other boys between the ages of
twelve and thirteen but was shy about having any sort of contact for
several years.  I began seeking out men and sucking cock in earnest at the
age of sixteen."


73.  Ian

"I had a friend in sixth grade named Carl.  We'd play afterschool.  It was
a while but I noticed he had a definitely not sixth grade bulge in his
jeans.  We went to the pool that summer for a month before he left with his
family for a vacation.  What he had was obvious with a wet set of trunks,
not even Speedos.  It was a good three inches, thick and uncut.  We were
twelve.  His cock was what I have as an adult now.  Did I get to do more
than look?  No.  That one was one that got away.  I didn't even know what I
wanted then."


74.  Addison

"Here are some of the highlights of my early teens.  I grew up in a middle
class suburb outside of New York and I, unfortunately, did not have the
experiences I wish I had.  Before the age of twelve I only had one instance
of "I'll Show You Mine If ..." and even that didn't work out.  A brother
and sister had a playhouse and they showed their assets for a few seconds
each and, before I got to my part, we were interrupted by their mom and the
opportunity never arose again.  I heard of boners and knew what they were,
duh, and kissed a girl in 5th grade because it was expected but nothing had
any real sexual interest on my part.  Even learning the basics of
reproduction was no more than a science fact, albeit an embarrassing one,
to me.

Other than a few girls getting breasts, again in 5th grade, I had no sexual
interest until age twelve.  I was no athlete, my body was pleasing smooth,
not fat and I was merely average at sports.  To be honest, I was rather on
the borderline of effeminate.  My first inklings of sexuality were posing
in my nylon swimsuit, admiring my body, my bottom especially.  Being in my
suit and nearly naked was titillating.  Being in my suit and lying in my
bed, I spontaneously began to finger my penis.  I was not developed at all
at this time and my penis was perhaps an inch soft and a little more than
two erect.  I was enjoying the sensuality of my body and my penis just
seemed to be a source of greater pleasure.  I wasn't anywhere near to an
orgasm in this play.

As I said, I was rather innocent and this attracted my first suitor.  His
name was Dick in the oddly appropriate way of an ironic universe.  Dick was
much older, he had just turned fourteen and he invited me over after
school.  His intentions weren't honorable; unbeknownst to me he wanted me
to masturbate with him.  He was of Lebanese descent and had dark curly
hair, a darker complexion for suburbia in the 1970s, and a rounded
muscularity.  After we had gone to his apartment and had a cool drink, we
were alone, his parents worked.  Dick asked if I wanted to see his father's
"dirty magazines."  I agreed and we went into a room that was like a home
office.

Dick sat at the desk and removed two or three magazines and invited me to
look through one while he looked at another.  They were very X-Rated
compared to Playboy; they had men and women having sex and showed full
genitalia.  I was nervously excited to see such a forbidden item and
overwhelmed by the content.  As important a milestone as seeing your first
porn magazine is in a boy's life that was nothing compared to what was to
come, pun intended.

It wasn't more than a couple of minutes before Dick, being aroused, opened
his shorts and released his cock.  I was spellbound.  I couldn't help but
look at his erection standing at attention.  Dick began masturbating his
erection to the pictures.  He told me I could whip mine out if I wanted but
we'd have to finish in his room.  I didn't know what he was referring to
but, finding I had stiffened in my pants, I rubbed my erection, hand atop
my fly.

Dick looked at the magazines for a few minutes more before stashing all but
his favorite and telling me to "come on" and head to his bedroom.  He
instantly stripped off to all but his socks and lay on the bed.  His
bronze-skinned body was breathtaking.  Like my self-observations in the
bathroom mirror, his muscular bottom and thighs attracted my gaze.  He
asked me if I could "come."  My hesitating reply made it clear and Dick
said I could "watch him and learn."

Dick proceeded to jack his cock, quite violently, gripping hard enough to
pull his skin of his plump shaft upward.  He was looking at the pictures in
the magazine until he neared his climax.  I watched him yank his cock
harder and harder.  His testicles tightened and were pulled to the side of
his cock.  I almost forgot to mention that his was the first pubic hair I
had seen, dark and curly just above his shaft; I had none at all.

As he neared the top, his toes curled and he raised his hips.  He gave a
small grunt as the first white spurt was released.  I was awestruck.  It
didn't register with me until I thought about it later that this was the
"seed the man planted;" to me it was an unexpected, wondrous eruption. A
large second spurt flew up and then another dribble.  Dick slowed and
relaxed.  He smiled and then wiped up with a loose sock.  As he stood his
deflating erection flopped around before he dressed.  I felt I wanted to
touch it.

Dick told me that I should practice at home to learn how to jack off
correctly and that, if I wanted to, we could do it again when I had
practiced.  I agreed of course, and we watched some TV before I had to go
home.

I don't think there was any way that I was found out but my mother made it
clear that I wasn't to play with older boys and that meant that I didn't
get another chance to see Dick's dick.  Actually, I had my chance but
declined and this news was met with taunts about my being a baby and
threats not to tell anything about what had happened.  I didn't and
wouldn't but I guess Dick thought I let it slip somehow.

I went on to masturbate having had Dick as an example and I soon reached
the reason for the obsessive interest boys have in that activity.  Soon I
was fingering my butt thinking of the pictures of (heterosexual)
intercourse that were in the magazines and thinking of Dick's dick being
"up there."

I masturbated daily for years until I had, at fifteen, a mutual jack off
with a guy named Robert.  It was clear to me that I was interested in other
boys and I tried not to let this fact be too obvious in high school but it
was there for anyone to see.  That is my early experience such as it is."


75.  Dominic

"This is like some of the other stories here.  Seventh grade and we were
all horny as shit.  I popped a boner with a mild breeze.  There was one guy
who was hornier than all of us, Archie.  He wasn't the best looking
teenager and his body was goofed up with big thighs and ass.  He also had
B.O. but he must've been overloaded with testosterone because he almost
couldn't control his dick or horniness.  He was always fidgeting in his
seat meaning he was squeezing his thighs together out of wanting to get to
his dick and balls.  He wore nylon shorts or track pants and this did
nothing to hide his dick.  He would be adjusting himself and even when he
wasn't hard his stuff was always being moved around.  I noticed this
because I was into dick but couldn't let it be known.

Archie would get half hard and he would head off to the boys room.  It was
plain to see his half rod sticking his pants out, I really wanted to jerk
or even suck it.  He would shoot his wad and be back in less than five
minutes, dick still pushing his pants out, that's how horny he was.  I had
a couple of classes with him and I saw him do it twice in a day in school,
he probably did it more.  It wouldn't surprise me if he did it five or six
times a day.  The thing was this made me horny to see him getting all hot
and bothered.  My cock would swell and I would try to keep it down by
pressing it down my shorts with my hand or if that failed, crossing my
legs.

There were two times that I followed Archie into the boys room out of
horniness.  One time I went in and jacked in the stall near to him.  I
heard him grunt when he blew his load and that got me off quick.  The
second time I tried to get a glimpse of Archie's dick while he was pissing
and I did see his cock which was uncut and dark with dark curlies and an
okay set of nuts.  I masturbated to that glimpse for a while.

I did have some jack off buddies in seventh grade.  We rode bikes, swam at
the pool, and camped in the woods.  We jerked a bunch in the summer and we
did try sucking each other a few times but homophobia set in and they
wouldn't do it anymore although I knew they wanted to.  I could get off
three or four times at that age.  Thirteen!"


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