From: z1042@aol.com (Z1042)
Subject: My early years (b/b, cons)
Date: 14 Oct 1996 03:38:05 -0400

If you don't want to read this, don't.
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My earliest sexual memories involve a friend named Mark.  Mark was about
five and I was a year younger.  We played a game which involved my putting
a diaper on him.  He was supposed to "go potty" in it, although I'm not
sure if he ever did.  I don't remember him touching me or me taking off my
clothes, but the whole situation had a tension and excitement in it that I
now recognize as sexual.

My next partner was a neighborhood boy, also a year older, named Reggie. 
Reggie and I started playing doctor when I was five.  We would take turns
taking down the others pants and underpants, touching each other's penis
and scrotum, and checking out each other's butt.  I especially remember
how exciting it was to undo the snap on his jeans, tug down his zipper,
expose his underpants, and see that little spike of his tenting out the
front of his undershorts.  Reggie somehow started playing doctor with an
older boy who I never met but whose ideas got introduced into our play. 
One day Reggie said (I was about 8 years old), "Lets take off all our
clothes and lay on top of each other like they do in those magazines."  I
didn't want to get completely naked, but we both pulled our pants down
around our ankles, hiked our shirts up under our arms, and as he lay face
down on the floor of my basement, I laid on top of him.  I couldn't
believe how good it felt,  my boy-size erection pressing into the crack of
his smooth bottom.  After a minute or two we switched places, and it felt
pretty good to have his hard penis rubbing against my butt as well.  We
played this game a few more times, but he moved away less than a year
later.  When I was almost twelve I saw him again playing in a creekbed at
a nearby park.  We talked awkwardly for a few minutes, both no doubt
reliving the past as our maturing dicks rose to the occassion.  We snuck
off into some bushes, and as he undid his pants he said, "I hope you've
seen one with hair before."  He had entered puberty, and whether it was
that I was intimidated because my penis was still hairless or I was
nervous being naked outside, we just felt each other up for a few minutes
before I said I had to go and that was that.

During that same year a friend of mine (Jason) who was about two or three
years younger came to stay at my house for a week while his parents went
out of town.  He slept in a sleeping bag on the floor alongside my bed. 
One night after we were supposed to be sleeping in bed we were playing
with some plastic toy soldiers.  We were walking the soldiers up and down
each others bodies, and I was becoming pretty horny.  I told Jason my
soldiers were going to find the perfect hiding place "near a big log" and,
taking a soldier in hand, stuck it down under his waistband.  He thought
this was great and immediately did the same to me.  Before long, we had
abandoned the toys, and he was laying on his back, breathing heavy, with
my hand stuck down the front of his underpants massaging his penis.

After a few minutes of this, I suggested that he get into my bed where we
could both be more comfortable.  He eagerly climbed up.  I told him to go
ahead and do to me what I was doing to him, and without hesitation he
reached into my shorts, pulled out my dick and started rubbing it.  I was
getting into this now, and remembered something I had read in The Naked
Ape (which I had found in my parents bookshelf).  I told Jason that I
heard that it felt really good if you "sucked on them" and did he want to
try it out?  Boy, did he!  Saying I would go first, I ducked down under
the blankets and for the first time in my life put a penis into my mouth. 
I sucked on his stiffie for a few minutes, and then took his balls into my
mouth as well.  Then I came up and told him it was my turn.  He obediently
slid under the covers and I felt this warm, wet suction attach itself to
the head of my erect penis.  It was pretty cool.  However, neither one of
us knew anything about the "head bobbing" motion that it takes to really
get something out this, so after a few minutes I lifted his head up and
said I wanted to try something else.

I had him pull his pajamas and underwear down to his ankles and lay on his
back.  Then, with my legs stradling his, I laid down on top of him.  I
could feel the hardness of his prepubescent erection pressing against my
own throbbing boyhood.  Instinctively, I began thrusting against him,
moving down as I did so, so that now my penis was rubbing between his
inner thighs.  A wonderfully strange feeling began growing in the pit of
my stomach.  My penis was as hot and hard as it had ever been.  After a
few minutes he asked if I was done, and I grunted, "Not yet" although I
really had no idea what was happening.  I kept thrusting myself into the
smooth warm crevice made by his boyish legs.  Finally the feeling became
almost unbearable and then, with a rush, my first orgasm hit me.  I also
ejaculated, but I was so innocent that I thought I had just peed.  I
rolled off of him and went into the bathroom where I examined myself in
the mirror and wondered if I could make it happen again.