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WARNING: If you are offended by sex between men, sex
between a boy and a man, sex between boys, sex between
teenaged boys, sex between a man or a teenager or any
combination thereof--where some of them may be related
by blood, marriage or just plain lust-- you definitely
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Some of the following events may contain graphic
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Any resemblance to any particular boy, man, teenager,
penis or other anatomical part is just your over-active
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This is the one of series of many personal experiences I
wrote originally for personal therapy and now share for
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me in the past.
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NOVEMBER 1948
AGE EIGHT
BIRTHDAY PARTY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~8.0
For my eighth birthday, my family decorated the school
cafeteria during class time. When school was nearly out
the teacher lead us to the cafeteria supposedly for an
assembly. Before we got to the door to the cafeteria my
teacher took me aside to ask me something, I do not
remember, to keep me back long enough for my class mates
to get into their places for the surprise party.
The party was a complete surprise to me. Everyone was so
excited about the party and I nearly cried. There were
many gifts. The one I remember most was from, Grace, a
girl who seemed to be fond of me, at that time. She gave
me a scarf, packed into a small box inside a larger box
inside an even larger box until it was finally in a very
large box. I had to open box after box until I got to
the scarf in the last little box. It was a funny thing I
have remembered to this day.
The other parents were informed that we would be a
little late leaving school that day. Some of the parents
came at the usual time and helped clean up after the
party. With a new baby and all the party mess, it was
easier for Mother to have my party at school and it
allowed all my class mates to attend.
DECEMBER 1948
AGE EIGHT
FAMILY HOLIDAY GATHERING
COUSIN RONNIE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~8.0
Early in December 1948, once again, Ralph's family had
its wonderful tradition of gathering between
Thanksgiving and Christmas, so each family could
celebrate separately during the holidays. A weekend was
picked the year before to celebrate a very large
Thanksgiving/Christmas holiday. This year was very
important to Ralph because of his new baby girl. He
enjoyed the women showing her off. But our stepfather
never seemed to forgot us other children. Barb and I
were included in as many activities as possible. That
probably helped me get over us having a new baby and all
the changes taking place.
Ralph's old family home was quite large and had plenty
of room for guests. Arrangements were made for family
members to come early to help get ready or stay late to
clean up and visit longer.
On that, my second occasion, there were more people than
spare room to accommodate. I was asked if I would mind a
nephew of Ralph slept with me. I remember my bed was
large and more room than I needed at the small age of
eight. It sounded like fun having company in my room
from the night.
After things died down in the late evening, I asked if I
could get ready and go to bed. The day's activities had
tired me. My parents and others exchanged the usual good
night with me, after which Ralph would look in on me.
I was about to drift off into a deep sleep, when cousin
Ronnie, came into my room. Not being used to anyone
sharing my bed room, I was awoken by his presence. He
knew I must be sleeping, so he quietly undressed, as a
boy of fourteen could do, and slipped into bed next to
me. He was clothed only in a pair of light shorts, from
what I saw in my night light.
In a short time, Ronnie, brought his knee across the
middle of my body and slowly moved it up and down my
midsection. That tended to wake me more. It was not long
before I felt myself aroused and stimulated.
He began to rub me with his hand in such a way as to
promote more excitement in me. Ronnie very carefully and
gently slide his hand inside my undershorts, lowering
them some at the same time. He lowered them enough to
expose my erect penis. He stroked me a bit more, began
to press his lips into my flesh in that same area and
licked my genitals with his hot, moist tongue.
Without undue delay he sucked my penis into his mouth.
He rubbed his tongue softly against its head. It felt as
if I was going to explode. I had such a feeling all over
my body, I could not fully explain. It was like some
great excitement all over my body and limbs.
After a while the excitement seemed to come to a peak
and diminish. Soon cousin Ronnie gently pulled up my
undershorts and stroked my body a little more before he
got up and left the room. A few minutes later I heard
him return from the bathroom, felt him get into bed,
fondle me some and roll over to sleep. When we awoke in
the morning we did not speak of the night's event. I do
not know what I could have said about it.
I was awoken the next night as Ronnie repeated the same
very pleasant experience he had treated me to the night
before. That time he seemed to get a more involved as he
warmed up to me.
I remember at the young age of eight the experience was
not the same as if I had been emotionally aware of what
was happening to me or more physically developed. I laid
there in an awesome daze and did not participate much in
the activity. It was something I will fondly remember
for years to come and always wish I could recapture. I
did not know why I had experienced such feelings. It
seemed so very natural to me in my state of innocence.
*
The next time for such an experience was early the next
year. Ronnie planned to stay over while his parents went
on a trip. He came into my room from the bed room next
door to express himself upon me. That time he undressed
completely. He stood at my bed exposing a five inch
erection with pubic hair around it and a hairy pair of
firm testicles hanging between his legs. He gently
stroked me as before and then took my hand and placed it
upon his hot, hard erection. His erect penis seemed to
pulse. I carefully moved my hand down to feel his pubic
hair and back up to the head. I felt a moist substance
at the top of the head.
I stood up to see better. He took my hand, licked off
the juices, kissed and rubbed my body as he had never
done before.
When he got to my undershorts he quickly but gently
removed them completely and let them drop to the floor.
It was so exciting this time that I shivered as I tried
to help. I stepped out of my shorts with no thought of
them on the floor.
Ronnie slide me down onto the bed in a way that allowed
us to face each other's crotch. He pressed his lips to
my penis and then sucked it vigorously. He also sucked
my small testicles some of the time.
It seemed he expected me to do the same for him. He
hinted as he pushed his penis into my face several
times. This was a new exciting experience for me and I
was not aware of what to do. I took his example and
allowed his throbbing penis to touch my lips. The pre-
juices of his excitement set me back for a few seconds.
The taste was not unpleasant, so I continued to press
closer until I had his penis head and its juices in my
mouth. I could feel the head with my tongue as I sucked
the pre-juices into my mouth.
Suddenly without warning, Ronnie, got even more excited,
hard and thrusting in and out of my mouth. I felt a warm
gush of creamy substance in my mouth. I thought I was
going to choke. I swallowed and gagged several times
before it was gone. Ronnie gave out a faint sigh and
rested for a minute before he continued sucking and
rubbing on me. Being my first time, I did not realize
Ronnie had let go with a load of his semen.
I experienced a thrill go through my body and I quivered
some as he sucked me. I was not sure what had happened
to me. Ronnie knew what happened to me. In a minute he
stopped, got up, went to the bathroom, returned and went
to sleep as if nothing had happened.
I laid there thinking before going back to sleep. I
wondered about this experience and the feelings that
came over me. It seemed so very exciting and natural to
me. I do not remember paying much attention to my
sexuality before that night with cousin Ronnie. I
remember after that, when the mood came to me, I would
fondle myself until I got a thrill feeling.
EARLY SPRING 1949
AGE EIGHT
BIG FRANK'S SPRING CLEAN UP
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~8.1
There were a few times, I remember, a girl by the name
of Kate, when I went over to help at Frank's restaurant,
where my stepfather, Ralph and I frequented.
Early in the spring of 1949, Kate and I were alone
helping Big Frank with his spring cleaning. We started
in the dining area by washing windows and dusting around
them. We followed that by wiping down all the tables and
chairs with a damp cloth in a tub of warm soap water.
It must have taken up most of the morning before we
moved into the kitchen to clean. I thought it was a real
mess when we began to look at all the things to clean.
There were the vents first, then the grill and ovens. It
was not until after a short lunch period that we
finished most of the greasy work.
Before we were finished, Frank asked Kate to start with
the apartment cleaning while he and I finished in the
kitchen. He took Kate up stairs to show her what he
needed done. He was gone for quite some time before I
ventured up to ask about something I was doing in the
kitchen.
When I got up there and opened the door I heard a radio
playing rather loud from the bed room. I know I made
enough noise to be heard but got no response from Big
Frank. I quickly went over to the bed room door which
was open very slightly. Without knocking I slide my hand
in the crack of the door and let it open a bit more so
as to see inside.
Kate who had been dressed in a thin spring one piece
dress was laid out across the foot of the bed. Her knees
were bend upward and open exposing her crotch and her
slit to my view. She was not able to see me from the
position she was laying. That was the first time I
recall ever seeing a big girl in such a nude position.
Frank was on his knees on the floor at the edge of the
bed and leaning in toward her. I stood there very
quietly and motionless as I watched him point his big
index finger toward her crotch and rest his other big
hand on her inner upper leg. I was so intrigued. I was
not about to interrupt the show.
He moved his finger gently up and down Kate's slit
burying it deeper and deeper into her flesh. She wiggled
and giggled as he tickled her slit. He removed his
finger a couple of times and sucked it in his mouth,
before pushing it deep into her until his hand was tight
against her crotch.
Although it was very exciting for my eight year old mind
to see that activity, I was a little disappointed that I
was not getting the affection in her place. I did not
think badly of Kate as she seemed to enjoy his
affectionate finger inside her. To that point in my
young life that was the closest I had been to an
experience with a girl.
Kate was nearly twelve then and was showing a little
pubic hair around her open slit. Thinking back, I assume
she was about the age of her puberty. Frank moved his
finger around inside her as she squirmed around on the
bed making loud moaning sounds of excitement. I was
getting so very excited watching the activity that I got
a very hard erection in no time at all.
Frank's back was toward me and not able to see me
peeking in the opening of the door. He removed his
finger again and stuck it in his mouth. His face had
been close to Kate's crotch, but not enough to block my
view of her. He took his big hands and slide them under
Kate's buttocks and pulled her to his face. He buried
his face into her crotch and made slurping, sucking
noises while he moved his head up and down her slit. I
was not sure what he was doing to her, but I assumed he
was using his tongue on her as he had done to me.
Slowly I stepped back, removed myself from the apartment
and went down the stairs to the kitchen. Not long after,
Big Frank came down to check on me and see if I was able
to do as he had assigned. From that point on I had a
very different view of Big Frank and did not feel as
excited about visiting him.
SPRING 1949
AGE EIGHT
COUSIN RONNIE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~8.2
It was last winter holiday since I had any close contact
with Cousin Ronnie, although he lived across the city
and we would see each other once in awhile. Ronnie's
parents planned with his Uncle Ralph, my stepfather, to
stay over while they went on a trip (I do not remember
where or why).
I recall that my mother had picked some early bulb
flowers from the back of the house, so it had to be
early spring of the year 1949. The yellow and white
flowers (don't ask ME what kind they were) were
displayed on the dining room table as we sat around and
had our evening meal while Cousin Ronnie was there.
My room was on the private third floor of the house.
There was even a door at the foot of the stairs that
could be shut. When my mother and sister were taking up
the use of the main bathroom and my stepfather, Ralph,
had need to take a shower he would use my bathroom. He
was the only other person to use the third floor
bathroom unless we had company.
That night we had company. Cousin Ronnie was assigned
the spare room next to mine and closer to the bathroom.
I kind of liked the room closer to the stairs, since I
traveled up and down the stairs more than I used the
bathroom. Anyway it made sense to me at the time.
Being still an eight year old, I was expected to go to
bed somewhat early, so up to bed I went, leaving
fourteen year old Cousin Ronnie down stairs to continue
visiting with my mother and Ralph. My older sister had
gone to her room before that. She always seemed to take
hours getting ready for bed.
There was no rush for me to go to sleep, so after I got
cleaned up and changed or shall I say undressed for bed,
I laid around my room just looking at some of my latest
comic books. It was about 9:30 when I decided that I
best get into bed before I fell asleep.
Each night one of my parents would come up to my private
part of the house to say good night and see that I was
in bed for the night. Usually my mother would let Ralph
come up stairs for that task if there was company up
there. Maybe it was because she felt too modest about
invading the space with company, but nevertheless she
would not appear those times with company.
As a busy eight year old, I was soon tired and dozing
off with my comic book in hand. I hazily came to as
Ralph was pulling away the comic from my hands. As usual
he would gently rub my chest and belly before he pulled
the covers over my upper body and tucked me in for the
night. And there was the slight pull of the ear lobe and
a peck on the forehead. He whispered 'good night' and
walked away, turning off the light at the door as he
left.
In my state of mind I nearly forgot about our guest for
the night until I faintly heard the toilet flush and the
bathroom door open. Then I remembered Cousin Ronnie. The
door to the bedroom next door closed and I knew that he
was also bedding down for the night.
A few minutes later there was an opening of my bedroom
door and a quiet voice asking if he could come in. I
said 'of course. Cousin Ronnie came in and said he
wanted to be with me for the night, if I did not mind. I
told him not to be silly. He was always welcome to be
with me for the night.
During my previous encounter with him, Ronnie did not
expose himself to me but kept his undershorts on. This
time he undressed completely. He stood at my bed
exposing a five inch plus erection with pubic hair
around it and a fuzzy haired pair of firm testicles
hanging between his legs. Ronnie sat down on the edge of
my bed, reached under the covers and gently stroked my
crotch through my undershorts. He then took my hand and
placed it upon his hot, hard erection. His erect penis
seemed to pulse. I carefully moved my hand down to feel
his pubic hair and back up to the penis. I felt a moist
substance at the top of the penis head. I stood up to
see better. He took my hand, licked off the juices,
kissed and rubbed my body as never before.
When he got to my undershorts he quickly but gently
removed them completely and let them drop to the floor.
It was so exciting that I shivered as I tried to help. I
stepped out of my shorts paying no attention to them as
they dropped on the floor.
Ronnie slid me down onto the bed in a way that allowed
us to face each other's crotch. He pressed his lips to
my penis and then sucked it vigorously. He also sucked
my small testicles some of the time.
It seemed he expected me to do the same for him. He
hinted as he pushed his penis into my face several
times. This was a new exciting experience for me and I
was not aware of what to do. But I took his example and
allowed his throbbing penis to touch my lips. The pre-
juices of his excitement set me back for a few seconds.
The taste was not unpleasant, so I continued to press
closer until I had his penis head and its juices in my
mouth. I could feel the head with my tongue as I sucked
the pre-juices into my mouth.
Suddenly without warning, Ronnie, got even more excited,
hard and thrusting in and out of my mouth. I felt a warm
gush of creamy substance in my mouth. Being my first
time, I did not realize Ronnie was going to let go with
a load of his semen so soon or in my mouth. I thought I
was going to choke. I swallowed and gagged several times
before it was gone. Ronnie gave out a faint sigh and
rested for a minute before he continued sucking and
rubbing on me.
I experienced a thrill go through my body and I quivered
some as he sucked me. I was not sure what had happened
to me. Ronnie knew what happened to me. In a minute he
stopped, got up, went to the bathroom, returned and went
to sleep as if nothing had happened.
I laid there thinking before going back to sleep. I
wondered about this experience and the feelings that
came over me. It seemed so very exciting and natural to
me. I do not remember paying much attention to my
sexuality before that night with cousin Ronnie. I
remember after that, when the mood came to me, I would
fondle myself until a thrilled feeling encompassed my
body.
JULY 1949
AGE EIGHT
RALPH'S FAMILY SUMMER GATHERING
COUSIN BOB.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~8.3
My stepfather, Ralph, again hosted his family's summer
gathering, in July of 1949. It was a memorable
experience for me. School continued all year and always
had a short summer break at that time of year. There
were several class mates that I was closer to than
others. One was Ralph's sister's son, Cousin Bob. The
other close class mates were Drew and Steve. Each one,
not knowing, provided me with some lasting experience.
As before there would be many boys staying at the house
who needed space to sleep for the night. Cousin Bob had
decided to sleep with me. Because of previous
experiences, I looked forward to a night time adventure.
Not being sure of Cousin Bob, I needed to be very
careful in my investigation of him at night. I had
learned from others, there were ways to carefully probe
around without being suspicious.
The first night, I went to bed early to prepare the
plan, that I would be asleep when Cousin Bob arrived to
my room for sleep. Cousin Bob was the only boy assigned
to my room for that night, because the others had not
arrived by then.
About an hour after I slipped away to bed, Cousin Bob
quietly came into my room. I could see from the night
light as he got undressed. It was warm in my room so he
undressed down to his underwear and climbed into bed
next to me. I rolled over to the other side of the bed
to make more room for him, pretending I was sleeping.
I must have waited about half an hour before I rolled
over toward Cousin Bob and placed my arm over his chest.
There was no response, so I waited another few minutes
before I slid my arm down his chest to his waist. Still
no response from him.
Without much delay I continued to move my arm down his
body until my hand was directly over his crotch. Then I
waited to see what his response might be. Slowly and
gently I pressed my hand into his crotch and waited for
a response. To my pleasant surprise, his response was an
erection. I gently rubbed it a few times before he
grabbed my hand and pressed it into himself, as he
lifted his buttocks to meet me. No doubt, he was
excited.
I relaxed as if I was not knowingly doing anything.
Slowly he continued to hump up and down with his
buttocks, until his erection swelled in his undershorts.
Cousin Bob moved my hand above to his abdomen, took his
hands, lowered his undershorts and moved my hand back
down and resting it upon his erection.
I tried to play it cool, but I was so excited, it was
difficult not to continue the passive foreplay.
Presently, I moved my hand and gently squeezed his
erection. In response to me, he reached over to feel my
crotch and erection. I lowered my undershorts and
together we fondled each other.
At that age and with past experiences I was somewhat
actively masturbating and was at the point in
development that I always got a thrill from doing it.
Sometimes I discovered a sticky substance came out of my
penis. I knew from other boys it was the start of a
semen flow.
That night I got so excited, that I let go with a flow
of clear semen greater than before. Cousin Bob was
leaking a little himself. I may have been a little more
developed than him due to my previous experiences with
other boys.
Soon we feel asleep and I found my undershorts pulled up
into place in the morning. We never spoke of the
incident that next day. It was like it had been a dream.
I was not sure there would have been a need to speak
about it. The next nights were filled with other boys in
my room and not private. I had to wait to play with
myself in the bath room alone.
JULY 1949
AGE EIGHT
SWIM WITH NEIGHBOR BOY PAUL
AND HIS YOUNG BLACK FRIEND
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~8.4
Late in July of 1949, my stepfather, Ralph, had me and
some neighborhood boys work rather hard in the back yard
and garden. After a little lunch break, we worked off
the meal and felt rather hot and dirty. Paul, one of the
younger boys suggested to Ralph that he and I go for a
swim to cool off and clean up. Ralph agreed with Paul's
idea and warned us to be careful.
We walked up the bypass near home for about half a mile.
We walked off the road into an old gravel pit for about
another quarter of a mile until we came to a sandy pool
of water. Over the years the area had filled in with
many small trees and bushes. It was not possible to see
the old dirt road once used to haul out the gravel for
the building of the bypass.
Spring waters had taken the place of the lower areas dug
out for the gravel. The sand and gravel heated by the
sun made the water feel warm and inviting. The one pool
of water large enough to swim in was about fifty feet
long, very shallow at both ends and about three feet
deep in the center. The whole length was no wider than a
couple of passes of a bucket loader or maybe twenty
feet.
It seemed in the rush to get there, Paul failed to bring
any swimming gear.
When we got there he suggested that we just swim in our
birthday suits. Not giving it another thought, I
undressed and went into the warm, fresh water.
Paul was about twelve at the time. I remember he was not
as large as some twelve year old boys could be. He had
dark complexion, hair and skin. One thing I did notice
was that he had begun to grow pubic hair, just very
little dark hairs just above and around his penis and a
bit in his armpits. His arms and legs were covered
lightly with dark hair. When he moved his fuzzy haired
testicles bounced around and his soft three inches of
penis swayed back and forth between his legs.
It was not long before we were fooling around in the
water. He began patting and rubbing my buttocks. I did
the same to him without any further intentions. The pats
became strokes, much like the strokes from Cousin
Ronnie.
I noticed that Paul's penis had gotten a very erection.
He stroked my back side and pushed his erection into my
buttock cheeks as if to penetrate me. He held me and
pumped his penis between my legs from behind and fondled
my genitals. Perhaps he knew that I might be receptive.
He turned me around and promptly fondled my hard little
penis. He took me out of the water, laid me down on the
grass, straddling me and pumped his penis over me until
a white substance came shooting from the end of it. He
rubbed the white substance about my midsection and then
dove into the water. I rinsed off in the water, we got
dressed and left for home. We walked back home as if
nothing unusual had happened.
In a few weeks, Paul invited me to swim again. Ralph
thought he might go with us, but he received a business
call and needed to stay at home. He sent us on our way
and told us when to return for meal time.
Once again, Paul did not bring any swimming clothes, so
we undressed as before and walked into the water. We
played in the water for a short time before Paul rubbed
my buttock. I responded with the same. Paul lead me to
the edge of the water, had me lay on the grass and
placed his knees on the grass either side of my head.
He took his hard penis and directed it over my face as
he stroked it. He rubbed my lips with it and pressed it
into my mouth. He thrust it in and out of my mouth with
great excitement until he emitted a creamy substance. I
quickly gagged and tried to swallow the nasty stuff.
Then Paul pulled his penis out of my mouth and finished
off on my chest. To my delight he got down on me and
sucked me until I had a great thrill and went soft.
That situation seemed to become a pleasant summer
activity. Paul and I visited at the favorite swimming
hole several times more that summer. Each time he would
suck me and try to get me to do the same for him. I
reluctantly did only because of his pressure forced upon
me. If I had not liked him doing things for me I would
not have gone with him.
*
I remember once that summer of 1949, Paul brought along
a black boy to our swimming place, who was about eleven
at that time. He was about the same build as Paul,
except his conspicuously bigger penis. I was surprised.
It must have had about four inches, soft. I noticed a
little bit of curly pubic hair barely visible on his
dark skin. I thought he was a beautiful boy and I kept
watching him.
We played around in the water a lot that day. He and
Paul grabbed at each other and the next thing I knew
they were holding onto each other's penis. The black boy
stood at the edge of the water as Paul knelt down and
put all of five inches of dark penis into his mouth. It
seemed to take my breath away to see such a bold thing.
Paul made loud sucking noises, the black boy closed his
eyes, smiled, held onto Paul's head, and made pleasant
sounds.
Finally he held Paul's head into himself, called out,
"Okay!", dropped his hands and stood there motionless.
Paul sucked a bit more before he stopped, looked up at
his friend and asked, "How was it?"
The boy nodded his head and said in a dreamy tone,
"Really wonderful."
He sucked Paul. Paul in turn did the same for me, before
we dressed and left for home.
I did not see the black boy again or recall his name.
Very unfortunately, before I got to know him, he moved
away before school began in the Fall of 1949.
Submitted by Chucketal, Keene, NH 03431 (c) Copyright
2001. All rights reserved.
[Thanks for reading thus far. I welcome and appreciate
suggestions, constructive comments or corrections to my
writings, but most of all I very much enjoy your
understanding. If you like what I have written, please
feel free to email me. chucketal@email.com]
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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Kristen's collection - Directory 17