Date: Thu, 15 May 2008 22:17:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Charles Rocket <rockett42dd@yahoo.com>
Subject: Memiors of a Cross Dresser - Part 2 - TG/Teen

Memoirs of a Cross Dresser - Part 2

The Young Dog Learns a New Trick

I was more careful about not staining the lingerie after my experience with
my sister's panties.  She did wonder what happen to them.  I heard her ask
mom where they were, that she couldn't understand what happen to them.  I
waited until I was alone to wash them out in the sink, then dropped them
between the washer and dryer like they had fallen while being washed.  Mom
found them about a week later and that seemed to solve the mystery of the
missing panties.

Soon after I had my first bout with James, I was quickly planning another
adventure with him. I was really looking forward to handling his hard cock
again.  I also found myself wondering about other cocks.  It was like the
thought of cocks occupied my mind as much as girls and their wonderful
naughty bits as they say!  I found that many of my daily jerk-off sessions
focused on James and his cock or the thought of other cocks.  I found the
fantasies very arousing.

James and I found plenty of time to play together.  Usually at my house.
He would come over to play, undress and wait for me to surprise him in my
lingerie.  He was always excited, his cock always hard.  We would kiss and
caress each other, he loved to stroke my ass.  The he would whisper, "make
me feel good honey." And I would.  It was great.  Once summer came we had
less time to ourselves since the gang was always around.  But we managed to
have some fun and there were always the circle jerks!

I began to notice that all our cocks were changing.  Getting longer,
fatter, more h air on our balls, our bellies, etc.  I began to notice that
James was watching there cocks as much as I was.  Sometimes we would talk
about them when we were alone.  James continue find dirty pictures for all
of us to masturbate to.  I continued to like the ones of women sucking men.

I was somewhat confused about the turn of events that I was experiencing.
I mean, was I supposed to like boys as much as I liked girls?  I was truly
drawn to both.  One day I would think of hard cocks and playing with them
and the next day I would think of girls and their boobs and pussies.  It
could be dizzying at the least. I really didn't think I was queer, the word
that we used at the time, I don't think I even knew the word gay in the
context that we use it today.

I thought if I wasn't queer then why did I like cocks!  I did not have any
inkling of the term bisexual or even transvestite/cross dresser or any
other word or term that would explain it.  I just knew that I liked girls
and I liked boys and I loved to dress up.  If I could have gotten away with
it, I would have dressed up every single day.  So, as I said it was very
confusing.  Enough to make a young boy question his sanity.  Yet even
though I was in a quandary about my sexuality, I sure as heck didn't stop,
or really try to stop.  I just went boldly ahead.

Back in those days there were no books that you could read or anyone a
youngster like me could go to.  Sure there were so-called sex manuals, as I
mentioned I had already seen my parents.  The manuals of those days were
full of a misinformation and reflected the tastes of the day.  While giving
some good descriptions of all the important parts of the body, they did
little to talk about oral sex, masturbation, anal sex or any thing other
than straight on missionary positions.

Most of the things I thought of or wanted to do was agaisnt the law in at
least thirty states and questionable acts in the rest!  It was the fifty's.
It was the South.  If they were going to treat Blacks like they did, what
would they do to homosexuals or boys who wanted to dress up in mommies
clothes and pay with their friends dicks?  Right!

If you admitted you like to wear women's clothes and play with boys' cocks
they would put you in the nut house.  If you told them that you also liked
girls and wanted to play with them also they would have hooked you up to
some machine that fried your brain, then thrown away the key's since you
were obviously crazy.

While I dwelled on all this as much as a fourteen/fifteen year old can, I
was lucky that I had a fairly healthy attitude toward myself, which I give
full credit to my parents, while they knew nothing of my secret desire they
built great self-esteem in me.

I didn't dwell on it to much.  Sure I worried about it sometimes, felt
guilt after I had dressed upped and jerked off lost in some wild fantasy.
My favorite was dressed up and going out on a date with James.  But, I
never struggled to the point that it was damaging. (I know not everyone who
had the same inclinations as I, can say that.  I was one of the lucky
ones.)  I'm not sure why, I think it was that I found it all so exciting,
it was, it was the most exciting, incredible feeling ever!  I didn't want
to stop.  My biggest fear was being caught dressed up in my alternate ego
or worse dressed up and with some boys cock in my hand!

One summer day it all changed.  When I got up that morning with an erection
(I immediately started to stroke thinking of James, as I often did), I did
not know that sweet Nancy was about to change everything!  My relationship
with her and my relationship with James.

In the back yard behind the garage was a tree house that we had built in a
big maple tree.  It wasn't really high off the ground so it was easy to get
into, yet it did give some privacy.  The gang would hang out there talking,
telling stories, secrets' and planning our next bit of fun or mischief.  It
was pretty much gang central for a number of years.  Little did I know I
was to get my first lesson in oral sex and the bright idea of what a
surprise I had for James the next time we got together on this sweet summer
day.

I was sitting on the floor leaning agaisnt the wall wearing a t-shirt and
shorts with no underwear.  I often did that in the summer time (always the
slut.)  I guess I was a exhibitionist even then.  The legs of the shorts
were wide, depending on how I sat it was very easy to see up them getting a
good view of my cock, I liked that idea.

Nancy called out as she climbed up to join me.  We began taking about this
and that, nothing earth shattering, that was soon to come.  She was wearing
a floral print sun dress.  Her dark blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail.
The swells of her growing breast pressed against the dress, it was a
scooped neck and I could see the tan skin sprinkled with freckles.  I
wanted her to take it off.  I got an instant erection, one of those that
come at the speed of sound!

Without a hint of concern she was squatted down so that I could easily see
the pink nylon panties she was wearing, with white lace trim.  The taut
pocket of her pussy was molded by the material. There was no doubt that she
knew her unlady like position showed me everything that I shouldn't be
seeing.  It had the effect making my erection even more erect!  I was
having trouble not staring at her trim, tan thighs and the taut material
over her pussy.  Damn I wanted to wear those panties, and I wanted those
panties!  My cock would look good in those panties.

-Your thing is hard, isn't it?  Nancy said.

-Wh...wh...what?  I stammered, turning red.

-Your thing, you know, it's hard like when I've played with it!  She said
with a matter of fact tone.

-Uh, yeah.  It is.  I said moving my legs to hide the view.  Nancy made no
move to close her legs.

-No don't do that, she said smacking my bare leg.  I like looking at it.

-Oh, ok, uhm, all right.  I stammered not knowing what to say.  Nancy was
very forward for her age.  I moved my legs back so she could see.

-No, pull your shorts down I want to really see it?  She said tugging the
leg of my shorts.

-Ok, I said and lifted my hips and pulled them down to my knees.  My cock
jerked up.  I looked at her as she looked at my hard dick, there was a
smile on her face.  I made my cock dance a little like I had shown James.

-Wow, that was neat.  She smiled.  I like your thing when it's hard.  Do
you ever touch it?  You know like I did?

-Yeah, I said becoming quite proud of my five inches and the soft balls, I
was beginning to get a nice fuss of pubic hair.

-You do?  Does it feel good?  She said, that sly smile still on her face as
she stared at my cock.  I made it jerk again.

-How do you do that?  She said, make it jerk like that.

-I don't know I just do.  It kinda does it on its own.

She just stared at my erection and I hoped she would reach out and touch
it.  I stared at her pantied crotch, liking those panties very much and
liking the shape of her pussy beneath them and the smoothness of her tan
thighs.  I thought I detected a small damp spot on them but, I wasn't sure.

-Did looking at my panties make you hard like that?  She asked her hand
reached out and lay on my thigh.  Please, please I thought touch it, touch
it.

-Yeah.  I said, I like looking at your panties, they are pretty.  Just
looking at you makes me hard like that I thought.

-Do you think they are sexy?  She said.  The words from this thirteen year
old.

-Yeah they are.  Very sexy.  I said and I wish I could wear them I thought
again.

-Do you think I'm sexy?  She asked looking up at me, staring into my eyes.
You know like older girls, those girls in those magazines you guys look at.

I looked at her surprised.  My face reddened.  How in the heck did she know
about those.

-Oh, don't look so stupid, I know you guys look at them, Bill told me.  He
was trying to get me to show him stuff, so he told me about them.

On one hand I thought, damn, girls are so frigging (we used that word a lot
back then) smart and on the other I thought I'll kill him, I'm the only one
who can mess with Nancy.

-Did you...you know show him?  I asked.  Noticing her hand was stroking my
thigh.

-Oh, no.  You are the only one I would ever show myself to.  She smiled.

My heart did this tango and then ended with a triple back flip that caused
me to go blind for a second!

-Have you shown your thing to other girls?  She asked giving me a quizzical
look.

Her hand on my thigh was like slow exquisite torture.  Never getting as
high as I wanted but still driving me crazy.  No wonder my dick was dancing
the cha-chal (a popular dance of the time.)

-No...I mean, I don't know any other girls.

-Yes you do, you know lots of girls.  What about that Libby that you take
to the dances, I thought she was like your steady girlfriend or something?
Or your friend Barbara, she's over here a lot.  You even spend the night at
her house and stuff.  You sure you have never shown them your dick.  She
teased.

Wow she used the word dick instead of thing.  That was very hot, very
exciting.  Just hearing her say that word made my dick flinch.  We used
dick and prick mostly then, cock was like using the other c word, very
nasty!

-No, I've never shown anyone else but you.  I said looking back at her
hiding my lie.  While I had never shown Libby my cock, she had touched it
through my pants and she had let me play with her plump boobs through her
blouse.  And Barbara and I had been playing doctor with each other for a
long time.  I had just recently seen her with her panties down, although
they were not nearly as nice as Nancy.

Nancy was the one for me back then, truly a soul mate, at least as much as
teenagers can be soul mates.  But what I had done with three girls back in
those days was amazing!  Add to my fun times with James and I was a regular
Romeo, yeah, a Romeo without a clue!

Damn, but those panties were driving me crazy.  I was sure I could see tiny
curls of soft pubic hair peeking around the taut crotch.

 IS Libby your girl friend?  Do you make out with her?  Nancy asked.  Her
hand still on my thin thigh, my cock still standing, wanting her touch.

-Uhm, I don't know. I mean, I guess ...well...yeah we have made out.  I
stammered trying to decide the right answer I was far to inexperienced for
this line of questioning.  I was beginning to experience the power girls
have over us lowly boys!  Far smarter than us, much more seductive, more
adept at just about everything.

-I thought so.  Does she play with your dick?  Nancy asked.

-What?  No.  I said surprised.  Damn, I loved hearing her say dick!  I
think I could've cum just from hearing her say that.  Every since then I
love it when a woman talks dirty and I love it when a woman wants you to
talk dirty.  I find men have no problem with it when making love with one
another.  At least that is my experience.

-I bet she wants to.  Nancy said dismissively.

I at least was smart enough not to let on about what I had done with other
girls, other than the obvious.

Nancy said nothing, she just squatted their showing me her panties and
staring at my cock while her hand stroked my thigh.

-You like looking at my panties don't you?  She said

-Yeah, can I look at your pussy?  I said bolding going where I had never
gone before.

-Oh, that's what you want, is it?  She teased.  You want to look at my
pussy?

Oh lord, please say that again.  Say it...dick and pussy.  Please!  I
thought, my dick had moved from the cha-cha to the tango with full dips and
turns.

-Well, it seems fair, your looking at my dick.  I said.  Making what I
thought was a very good point.

-Well, she said moving slightly, Would you like to play a new game?

-If it's like the one we played the other day you bet! I said knowing I
sounded far to eager!

-I think it might be better.  She said.  It's called Husband and Wife.

-Is like playing house?  I said somewhat disappointed.  Geez, I didn't need
that game again.  Barbara always wanted to play it and we never got to any
good stuff until way later in the game.  I thought we were to old for that
game.

-Well, yea, kinda in a way. She said getting up letting her sun dress fall
to hide the object of my desire.  But I think it will be a lot more fun.

-Have you played it before, I asked wanting more of her panty view.

-No, but, well I've seen it played and someone told me the rules, at least
kinda.  She said standing there looking down at me her arms crossed beneath
her budding breast.

-Well, Ok I'll play, I said pulling my shorts over my disappointed dick.
If she wasn't showing, I surely wasn't.

I stood next to her, she took my hand and surprised me with a kiss.  For
the first time I really thought I loved her, not just liked her a lot, but
loved her.  No wonder my brain went fuzzy when I was with her.  My brain
went fuzzy around Libby too and went madly fuzzy around James, but with
Nancy it went drug induced fuzzy!

-We need to go somewhere that no one can see us.  She said squeezing my
hand.

Well that was encouraging I though trying to recover from the kiss.  I
moved and kissed her.  She laughed, let me kiss her, slipping her arms
around my waist and pulling me to her.  I would swear she ground against my
cock.  Shit, I hope I don't faint I thought.

-Wait, we need to find some place.  She said pulling away.

-We could go in my house, no ones home.  I suggested not letting go of her
hand.  I was liking this, liking it very much.

-No, not there someone might come home and we would be in trouble.  She
said.

Uhm, I was beginning to like this new game even more.  Anything that we
would do together that would get us in trouble if caught had to be good, I
thought and then an idea came to me.

-I know where we can go and nobody will ever know.

-Good, it's not somewhere icky, is it?  She asked not sure.

-No, it's my granddad's old wood shop.  I play in there a lot and we can
lock the door.

-Ok.  She said tentatively.  Let's go.

We climbed out of the tree house and I led her to the back section of our L
shaped back yard.  There was a long low building with the left side covered
by a roof.  Back in the 1800's when the house was built, it served as a
stable and work area.  But my Granddad and great uncle had converted it
into a work shop where they made furniture.  There were long narrow windows
every six feet or so and two sky lights that let in plenty of natural
light.

I led Nancy up the three steps, I took the key from its hiding place under
a small plaque that simply said "Wood Shop - All Manner of Furniture Made."
I unlocked the door, replaced the key and led her inside locking the door
behind us.

We entered a long room with various wood working machines covered by
sheets, boxes and other things neatly stored.  It was very tidy with a
great old wood smell.  There was enough room for us to run around like wild
Indians but I don't think that's quite what Nancy had in mind. At least I
hoped that wasn't what she had in mind.

-How's this?  I asked her.

-Yeah this is ok, yeah.  She said walking over to a stack of padded
blankets that had been used to cover furniture for transportation.  Let's
put some of these on the floor, over there.  She said grabbing a blanket,
moving to an open area near a skylight.  I grabbed a couple and followed
her lead.

After we made our "bed" on the floor, Nancy pulled her dress over her head.
Just like that, no hesitation, no embarrassments just zip and the dress was
on the floor.  How the hell do girls do that?  I wondered.  How can they be
so shy one minute and so bold the next?  Damn would I ever figure them out!
With James it was pretty straight forward.  Wana jerk off?  Yeah, great.
Hey why don't you wear something?  Never had to wonder what was on his
mind!

-We have to be nude to play this game, she said standing there in nothing
but her nylon panties.

I swallowed hard as I stared at her.  She bent over peeled her panties down
as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She stood before me nude
except for her sneakers and small socks.

She was beginning to take on the shape of a woman, her breasts were much
fuller than they seemed before, plump mounds with light tipped nipples, the
nipples were fat reminding me of candy.  Her belly was plump, dipping down
to the plump rise of her pussy that was covered in soft, light brown curls.
I could clearly see the slit of her pussy lips.  I fell in love
immediately.  Just like I had with James cock, with all my friends cocks.

I quickly stripped off my t shirt, shorts and stood before her with my cock
sticking straight up agaisnt my belly.  My balls tight, covered with my own
beginnings of pubic hair.  Nancy looked at me as intently as I was looking
at her.  I could almost feel her eyes stroking me as she looked me up and
down.  It felt very good to be stared out, especially when she

stopped to really take in my hard prick.

My eyes were doing the same to her.  She seemed to strike this sweet pose.
Legs slightly apart, hips cock slightly to one side, one hand on her
swelling, young hip the other hand at her face, the tip of her finger in
her mouth.  Very sexy I thought.  I expected to cum right then and there, I
was surprised I didn't.

As I drank in the first really naked girl I had ever seen, my cock jerking,
I didn't dream that she would teach me about sucking cocks, that I would
test my skills very shortly and that I would grow to enjoy doing that!

-We need to lie down.  Nancy said lying on the pallet we had made with the
blankets.

I followed and we lay facing each other on our sides.  I was so excited I
thought I might cum just from pure exhilaration

-Ok, now we make out.  She said reaching for me.

We slipped into each other's arms and began to kiss each other.  Our bodies
pressed very tight together.  I could feel the heat of my cock pressed
against the softness of her belly.  Our lips were very busy.  Our tongues
soon were fencing.  Her hands were moving up and down my back and mine were
stroking the plump roundness of her smooth ass.  She was moving against me,
moving her body agaisnt my cock.  It felt incredible, it was all I could do
to fight the urge to cum.

I kissed her lips, her cheeks, nibbled her ears, moved up and down her
throat.  My tongue was toying with hers and we were both breathing hard,
our hands busy, my cock hard agaisnt her.  She cried out when I began to
kiss her cheek, working to her ear.  I don't know how I knew to vary my
kisses but I did and it seemed to work.

I reached to cover a plump breast with my hand, drawing a moan from her.  I
massaged it gently, feeling its soft, firm shape, bumping the hard nipple.
Her hand moved between us and began to feel my cock, her fingers encircling
me, gently tugging on me.

We continued our kissing and feeling each other up for what seemed like
hours.  I was spinning from her touch and hoped she was liking mine.  From
the moans and sighs I get from her I believed she was.  She pulled back
slightly and moved my head to her breasts.  I knew what she wanted.  I
licked her hard nipples and she cried out.  I took them each in turn and
sucked on them, bringing more cries.  My cock was leaking pre cum like a
fountain and she spread it over my stiff member.

After what seemed like another hour of me loving her sweet tits, she pushed
me away from her and lay back.  I stared at her trying to figure what she
wanted or was doing.

-You have to lick my pussy now.  She said matter of factly spreading her
legs.  Her face was flush, and her body had a glow to it.  My body felt
like it was full of electricity, crackling and popping through me.

I said nothing, just stared at her and at the wet slit of her pussy, the
soft curls.  What was she suggesting?  Just how do I do that?  Sure I saw
those pictures so I kinds knew that you put your mouth down there, but what
did you do once you were there.  She said something about licking?  Well, I
thought who am I to deny such a sexy girl her wish?  So what if I was
scared witless and had no idea what the frigging hell I was doing, I was
just to jump in and do it.

So I did!

I knelt between her tender, brown thighs. Bent low and pressed my mouth
agaisnt her soft, plump pussy.  She had a hint of flowery perfume and
tasted , well she tasted different but she tasted good.  My lips detected
her slick wetness.  I began by kissing all over and around her pussy.
Trying to figure what I was really supposed to do.  I heard Nancy sighing,
she was moving her hips as I kissed her.  I was equally excited.  My head
buzzing as I felt the soft curls tickle my nose and the soft plumpness of
her sex agaisnt my face.

I began to do as she suggested I began to lick her.  Like a cat after a
saucer of cream.  I found the tender slit of her pussy and let my tongue
lick over and over until I was between her lips and she was mewing softly.
I must have found the right place because she cried out and stiffened,
lifting her ass off the blanket.  She breathed something that I couldn't
understand but I didn't stop I just continued to do what I was doing, she
kept moaning and stiffening and relaxing to stiffen again.  Her voice
sounded like it was lost, as if calling from deep in a fog.

The more I licked the more I liked it and the more my cock throbbed and the
more my head swam and the more she moaned.  I was really liking this.  I
didn't have a frigging idea what the hell I was really doing but whatever
it was I was loving it.  Way back in my brain I began to wonder if, could
you, would it be possible to do something like this to James?  Could you
just lick all over his dick and if you did what would happen?  The thought
began to grown brighter, like a train light coming out of the dark until my
brain was full of the idea.

Then I was snatched back into the present when Nancy let out a long, low
cry and she arched her hips up off the floor pressing herself tighter to my
face and then she trembled and shook until she just collapsed and turned
her hips away from me.  I wasn't sure what had happened but I knew it was
good.

She was quiet.  Her breathing and mine filled the room.  She lay there with
her eyes closed.  I was kneeling back on my legs watching her, staring the
plump, roundness of her ass.  My cock singing for attention, precum wetting
the head and shaft.  My heart was bumping to a dirty blues beat and I
wanted some more.  I reached to touch her hip and she sighed and turned
back over.  She looked at me.  Her eyes wet a bright smile on her face.

-Are you ok?  I asked.

-Oh, that was incredible.  She said.  I've never felt anything like that.
Oh, it was wonderful.  Wonderful.

She began to giggle and then sat up next to me and threw her arms around my
neck and hugged me close to her.  I hugged back knowing a good thing when I
had it.

We soon parted, and we just knelt there, looking at each other.  I wanted
to know if there was more to this game than what had just occurred.  I
mean, I was glad it had and I was happy I had made her feel good, but my
dick was doing port shoulder arms and reciting the marine corps hymn (my
dad was a Marine during WW2 so I knew it by heart, I was always a Marine
when we played war) wanting to know if he was going to have to stand at
attention all day or was he going to get some relief?

-Lay down, Nancy said, it's my turn to do your dick.

-Is that still part of the game?  I said as I moved lying on my back.

- Of course it is silly.  She laughed and pushed my legs apart and moved
between them.  My dick gave her a great big hello.

-Where did you learn this game?  I asked getting a little suspicious.  I
mean where DID she learn such a game?  Had she been playing with somebody
else?  I'll kill Billy I thought!

- Oh, well, I kinda saw it played.  She said reaching for my dick.  She
began to run her fingers up and down my hard shaft.  I'll tell you about it
later.

-Ohhh, is all I could say.  Her hand felt heavenly on my dick

-Ok, here goes, she said taking a big breath.  She bent forward and began
to lick my cock head.  I thought I would pass out from the pleasure.  I
tried to speak but all I could do was moan.  She licked my dick up and down
with her pointed, pink tongue.  I could not believe how good it felt, how
could it get any better?

It could!  Nancy was slipping my dick into her hot, wet mouth.  I was
slipping into joy like I had never imagined.  She began to move her mouth
up and down on my cock.  Hot. Wet. Tight.  It was like I was surrounded by
liquid velvet.  It was like she was moving me to a whole new universe.

It only took a few minutes of her incredible mouth action to bring me to
the very brink of the explosion.  Just when I was ready to blow up she
gripped my dick and began to stroke it real fast until BOOM!  I was
shooting cum everywhere.  I swear I hit the roof of the building!  She was
laughing, I was groaning and jerking and feeling like my mind was trying to
escape through the head of my dick!  Then far to quickly it was over.
Nancy stopped stroking but she still held me in her hand which was covered
in cum.  I had never cum so much.  She just held me gently and my cock
throbbed in her hand as it slowly, reluctantly fell back to normal.

Nancy said nothing, she let go of me and spread my spending over my belly
and my cock.  She was still smiling.  Watching my now collapsed manhood as
she moved my cum around.

-Did you like that?  She asked smiling at me that wicked, mischievous,
sexy, loving, wonderful smile.

I tried to say yes.  I really did.  But my mouth was so dry all I got out
was a high pitch squeak or croak.  But she knew what I meant.  She let go
of me and then lay beside me and placed her arm across my thin chest.  I
could feel her breasts pressed agaisnt me.  I could feel the heat of her
sex on my hip.  She took my arm and placed it under her head and we lay
like that for some time.  Quiet, the only sound our hearts beating, our
breathing.  I could hear a bird outside calling and calling, and another
answer back.  Like they were spreading the news that I had just had the
most amazing experience of my young life.  Tell the world I thought, tell
the world.

As we lay there, eyes closed, I saw myself dressed up, very sexy looking,
James lying on the floor, me kneeling between his legs, holding his cock,
poised just above it, ready to slip him in my mouth.  The thought of it,
the touch of Nancy agaisnt me, brought my sleeping dick awake.  Slowly,
surely it began to move.  I couldn't wait to show this to James.  I never
thought about it being something I shouldn't do, I only thought about it
being something that I must do.  James would go nuts when I did to him what
Nancy did to me.

-Are you getting hard again?  Nancy said looking down at my slowly moving
cock.

-Uhm, yeah, I think so.  I said.  Trying to push the vision of James's cock
in my mouth out of my mind.

-Wow, I thought, I mean I, She stammered, I didn't know it could get hard
again so fast.

-Yeah it can, I said matter of factly, yeah, an old Mister Romeo here.  I
know it all.

-Have you done this before?  I asked.

-No, I told you I haven't.  She said a touch fo irritation in her voice.  I
said I would never do anything like this with anyone else.  I meant it. Ok?

-Yeah, ok.  I'm sorry it was just so amazing.  I would never have thought
of it I don't think.  I'm glad you did this with me.  So where did, you see
this.

-Well, it's kinda of embarrassing.  I will tell you but you can't ever tell
anyone.  You promise?  She said smacking me lightly on the chest.

-Yeah, sure.  I promise.  I said holding up my right hand in honor of the
promise.

-Well, Saturday night right after I left your house, remember, right after
we watched Frankenstein on Monster Movie.

-Yeah I remember.  I said.  Boy did I remember about ten minutes after she
left James and I hand pulled our jeans down and jerked off for each other.
So yeah I did remember that Saturday night.  I reached over for James's
cock but he whispered no.  I guess he was afraid that his brother Billy,
who was asleep on the floor in front of us, would wake up.  But that didn't
stop me from reaching over and rubbing his cum covered cock briefly, which
brought a start from him.  Damn that was one exciting jerk off session!  I
found myself wondering what Billy would have done if he had woken up and
caught us?

-Well I got home and was walking to my room, trying to be very quiet
because it seemed like no one was up.  When I walked by mom and dad's door
it was cracked open, the bedside lamp was on.  At first I just walked by
slow and quiet, but I thought I saw something so I backed up a little.
They were both naked, lying together.  They were fooling around.

-Oh shit!  I said surprised.  You saw your parents NAKED, TOGETHER!  Holy
shit Nancy!

Yeah a group of extremely intelligent words huh.  I instantly saw my
parents naked together!  Yeck, I thought.

-Bad enough to see them naked but fooling around!  I said.  What did you
do?

-Well at first I was thinking just like you.  Ehww, I am looking at my
naked parents.  But even though my head told me to leave, I was like
fastened in place.  Like in those monster movies when we tell people to run
for their lives and they just stand there watching some monster come and
kill them.  I mean I couldn't move!  She said.

We were both sitting up by now.  Sitting in front of each other indian
style, knees touching.  My eyes were drinking in her nakedness.  Her hands
were on my knees.

-Did you move?  I asked.  Thinking that she sure did look good naked, or as
we said in the south, nekkid!

- No I just stood there and watched them.  They did everything we did,
exactly.  I remember thinking that mom looked really pretty naked and that
I hoped when I got older I could look like her.

Her mom was a pretty lady.  All the guys in the gang voted her the mom we
wanted to see naked more than any of the others.  Not that the other mom's
were ugly or anything, its just that a guy doesn't vote for his own mom, I
mean...you know to see nekkid!  My sister was given the award when all the
sisters were voted on.  Heck, I told them exactly what she looked like
naked.  I would spy on her in the bathroom through the crack in the door
where it didn't fit well.

-I mean...I mean, you watched them do, uh, do what we did?  I said trying
to understand.  I understood, but I mean how does that happen!  How do you
stand there and watch them have sex.  But I knew no matter what, for the
opportunity to watch someone have sex, even if it was my parents, I knew I
would watch.  Especially if I knew I wouldn't get caught!  Hell, sex was
sex and when you were my age, in the fifties, watching someone having sex
didn't come down the pike that often, if frigging at all!

-Yeah.  I know.  It was really weird!  I didn't want to watch and then I
couldn't stop myself from watching.  She said squeezing my knee.  Yeah my
dick was hard, you really have to ask?

-What did you do, did they catch you?  I asked thinking that would be the
ultimate humiliation!  Getting caught watching your parents having sexed!
I'd rather be caught dressed up with James cock in my hand!

-Well, no, not really.  She said looking down at my dick and then slowly
back up to me.  She was one pretty girl, when she looked at me like that my
heart turned to wet jell-O!  Just that pretty face full of wonder and soft
with the light, her eyes dancing, damn it was intoxicating!

-What do you mean...no not really?  I said letting my hands cover hers on
my knee.  Did they catch you or not.  Sounds pretty simple to me!

-Doughy, stop it!  She said, slapping my legs.

-Sorry, didn't mean to be mean.  I said looking down duly chastised.

-I can't believe I am telling you this anyway!  She said. She crossed her
arms under those sweet, budding breasts.

-Look, who else are you going to tell Nancy.  I said touching her knees
with my hand.  My eyes trying to focus on her face and not her boobs or her
pussy. Ever the gentleman right?

- I mean we're, the best friends ever.  You know that.  We tell each other
everything, don't we.  I tell you things that I don't tell the guys.  So,
I'm sorry, it's just so incredible to find your parents having sex!

-Yeah it is.  Very incredible and I'm probably damaged for life!  But the
smile on her face said she didn't really think so.

-Oh, I'm sure.  Yeah, you're damaged, have to send you off to the Sycamore
Farm.  (The Sycamore Farm was where all the mentally ill were sent in the
County.  You did not want to go there unless you had to.  My Mom use to
take me there to visit an Aunt who was very ill.  Today I think they would
call it severe depression back then they just call it crazy.  Sorry back
then I was glad when she died.  No matter how pretty they made it that was
one creepy place)

-Stop it now, your teasing.  She said.

-Yeah I am.  So did they catch you or not.  I asked not wanting this story
to come to an end.

My cock was humming as I thought about Nancy's mom naked, doing those
things that we had done.  Then I began to wonder what her dad looked like.
Of course I knew what he looked like, but I meant, you know, what his dick
was like.  I knew that men had different shapes and size than boys or
rather young teenagers like me.  I mean I guess they had reached their full
potential by the time you got to be as old as he was.  So yeah I was
curious.

-Ok, after mom made pop, you know, shoot his stuff, like you did . . .

-How big was his, how big was his dick?  I blurted out, interrupting her.

I yelled at myself in my head.  Where the hell did that come from.  What
the hell are you thinking asking such a question.  Geez, that was
brilliant, really brilliant you dork!

-What?  She said looking at me with a question on her face that I wasn't
sure I could answer.

-I'm sorry.  That just came out.  I'm sorry.  Forget it.  Go on, go on I
wont interrupt again.

-Well, she hesitated, he is a lot bigger than you.

Wow talk about a statement that would make your dick go soft, that was one.
It did too.  My dick just dropped like it had died instantly.  I guess in a
way I deserved it.  I can't believe my stupid brain made me say that.

-Ok, I figured as much.  I said trying to recover, like I was all so wise
in such things.  Go on finish.  What happen?

-Oh, well, after mom did, well you know, she sat on the edge of the bed and
looked right at the door.  She only looked for a second.  But I almost
fainted. I thought she might have seen me.  But she turned away quickly and
lay back next to pop and then began to kiss and talk real low so I thought
I had gotten away with looking.

-I finally was able to walk to my room.  I moved so slowly so that they
wouldn't hear me.  It was so hard to sleep, I kept thinking of what I had
seen and that it had been my parents and that I had done something very
wrong

-Oh, Nancy don't worry about it.  I mean it's not like you were doing it on
purpose.  It wasn't your fault they left the door cracked.  Ok?  Really
don't worry about it.  I said trying to be supportive.  Hey, at least I was
trying.  Yeah, my dick recovered from the slight regarding it size and was
standing proudly again.  Hoping, as I was that we would get a return
engagement.

 That's what mom said!  She said reaching over and grasping my knees again.
I forced my self to look at her and tried not show the shock on my face.  I
don't think I did really well.

-Your mom said...Nancy. What..., I was confused.  If she didn't get caught
how did her mother say something...oh yeah, I thought, I think I'm getting
it at last.  I may be slow but I eventually get there.

-So she did see you after all.  I said trying to look really sympathetic
and believe me I was.  How humiliating would that be?

-Yeah, in the morning she came into my bedroom as I was making my bed.  She
sat on the edge of the bed and told me to sit down so we could have a talk.
I almost ran away.  When she said that I knew she had seen me.  I was so
embarrassed.  Oh Doughy I was like shaking and crying saying I was sorry,
begging her not to be mad.  I was a wreck. Nancy said squeezing my knees
very hard.

Through all of this my dick was yelling down here, down here Nancy squeeze
me down here I'll make you feel a lot better.  Listen I admit, I'm a pig,
I'm a guy, I was a teenager, I was supposed to be somewhat piggish!  But, I
did not let onto her that I was thinking such thoughts.  Besides, I was
really sorry for her, I could imagine how she felt and I wanted to comfort
her, to be a really good friend.  So I covered her hands with mine and
patted them.  Like I was saying, there, there honey it will be ok.

-So was she really mad?  I asked still patting let my dick know that he was
not invited to this discussion right now.

-No, Doughy she wasn't.  No at all.  She said smiling.  She wasn't, I
thinks he was more embarrassed at being caught than I was at her finding
out.  Anyway, she just talked to me real soft and natural.  I mean she
never gets real mad, even at pop, she always says it takes to much energy
to get that mad.

-So what did she say, I mean can you tell me or is it private mother
daughter stuff.  I said.  I knew when to be sensitive and understanding.

-She just said that it was a game that husband and wives play.  That's
where I got the name of the game.  That it was about showing how much you
loved each other and how happy you were to married to one another.  She
said it was only for when I was married.  That it wasn't for young girls no
matter how much they might want to try something.  She asked it I
understood.  I told her yes, she was telling me to not fool around with
boys.

She laughed then and said yeah I guess that is what I'm telling you.  They
she asked if I was ok and hugged me in here arms real tight.  I told her
yeah I was ok.  She sat with me awhile and then got up.  Just as she was
leaving I got a real shocked feeling.  She asked me what was wrong.  I said
does pop know I saw you.  She just smiled and said no and that it would be
our little secret.  Damn Doughy I was so happy that pop didn't know.  I
would die if he did.

-Wow, Nancy your mom is really neat!  I mean I can't imagine what mine
would do if I had seen such a thing!

-So listen Doughy, you can't tell anyone ok?  She said not quite sure she
would believe me if I said yes.  No body, I mean it.

-Nancy I won't tell I promise.  I said crossing my heart and holding up my
right hand.

-I mean not even the guys, not even Billy or James.  No body!  She said
looking me square in the eyes.  The look telling me it was time to fish or
cut bait on this.

I promise, cross my hope and hope to die.  My killer shrews rip my body to
shreds if I do.  I said crossing again and holding up my right hand for a
double promise.

The killer shrew comment was one of our big promise things.  We had all
watched the movie, The Killer Shrews and we thought that would be a really
awful way to die so one time we were promising something and I said that
and it stuck with the gang.  So Nancy knew I was serious.

-Nancy, I said being really serious.

-Yeah?

-In away I'm glad you saw them.  I mean this has been the greatest day fo
my life.  I mean it was like Christmas.  I never in my wildest dreams
thought of doing something like this.  I said squeezing her hands.

-I'm glad.  To tell you the truth I was thinking of doing this with you
almost as soon as I saw them.  I never thought about it until then.  But I
couldn't get it out of my mind.  I was so glad none of the guys were around
today.  She said leaning forward to kiss me.

-Nancy, uhm, why, I mean, why did you like, decide to let me?  I asked, not
really knowing what the answer would be or if I wanted to hear it.  But my
young heart was beating like crazy and my dick was humming "Book of Love."

-Oh, that was easy silly, She said getting up and grabbing her panties.
Because I love you and I'm going to marry you someday!