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My Early Years - 1
by Tinman (tinmanjc9@hotmail.com)

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Six year old Roger is introduced to sex by two cute 
little farm girl cousins. From the memoirs of the life 
and times of Tinman, in multiple parts. (bg, youths, 
1st, oral)

***

Six year old Roger is introduced to sex by two cute 
little farm girl cousins. From the memoirs of the life 
and times of Tinman, in multiple parts.


Part I - Sweet Country Cousins
------------------------------

I was in the fourth grade at a Catholic school in 
Kansas City. I was nine, 'cause I got an early start in 
school, my birthday being in early September. Nine year 
old boys didn't have much to do in those 1944 WWII 
days; no TV, only radio, no playground or park close 
by, only a few toys to play with and, of course, my 
little pecker.

When I was about five, I'd been introduced to sex by 
two girl cousins, sisters, who lived on a farm about 
forty miles from the little country town where we 
lived. Their dad, uncle Charlie, was a good farmer who 
had always wanted a son to grow up and help on the 
farm, but he and my aunt only got two daughters. So, he 
was always willing to take me in for a few weeks each 
summer when mom and dad needed some help -- they both 
worked and couldn't really keep a young kid on school 
vacation.

Not long after I arrived at uncle Charlie's farm that 
first summer, the girls -- Nina, 11 and Sharon, 13 -- 
started me out. The first time, we rode two old mares 
out through the fields down to a pond. 

One of the sisters always rode in front of me, which 
meant I had to hold on. I held on tight, feeling a 
funny feeling in my little peter when I pushed it up 
against her little round bottom. When we got to the 
pond, we'd go for a swim. Nina and Sharon were still 
young enough that their folks didn't 
worry about us swimming in the all-together. Actually, 
I'm not so sure uncle Charlie didn't have his 
suspicions about how much the girls knew, but he never 
said anything.

We stripped for a swim and jumped in the water. We 
weren't self conscious about being naked, not at all. 
We splashed around for a few minutes having a good old 
time. The idea began to sink into my pee brain that I 
was naked with two real live girls and I was thrilled 
because several times 
I caught glimpses of their precious little cunnies 
hidden between their legs. 

That sight, of course, pretty quickly made my little 
dick start to get stiff and stick straight out. In 
later years, I realized that the girls probably had 
already had sexual experiences with boys from school. 
They weren't at all bashful. When they saw my little 
stiffy they giggled and pointed and chased me around 
the big old tree by the pond, sing-songing "Roger's got 
a stiffff-eee." I soon tired of the chase and they 
caught me.

Naturally, the first thing they did then was to grasp 
my dickie and play with it, which caused us all to 
giggle. Then we all lay down on the grass. They looked 
me over pretty thoroughly, feeling my little nuts and 
kind of stroking my dickie. Then Sharon invited me to 
check out her cunny -- she 
called it her "pussy." She spread her legs and let me 
look at it up close. For some odd reason I wanted to 
taste it and she said okay. Actually, it didn't have 
much taste at all, I guess because Sharon was so young. 
But she wasn't so young she didn't like the feeling and 
let out a big sigh and said, "That feels sooo nice, 
Roge, do it more." Which I did.

Soon, of course, nothing would do but that I was 
invited to look over Nina's, as well, and taste her 
down there. The result was about the same, she wiggled 
around and giggled a lot, but told me that she liked it 
and I should do it more and more. 

While I did that, Sharon moved around and while holding 
my dickie she kissed and licked it. That felt pretty 
good and I began to realize why they had been giggling 
and wiggling. There were places where Sharon kissed or 
licked that were so sensitive that I couldn't lie 
still, but wiggled, tried to pull away from her busy 
little mouth, all the while giggling like mad.

Imagine, three little naked kids, all clean from our 
playing in the pond, laying in the shade of that big 
old tree in nice green field grass, free to do just 
about anything we wanted. And the girls wanted... they 
really wanted a lot. Thus began my first lessons in sex 
with girls. 

That afternoon in the cool of that shade, they showed 
me how to finger them both, where to apply pressure 
with my fingers outside their little slits. They showed 
me how those little young pussies got slippery after we 
played for awhile, and how that slipperiness made it 
easy for me to slide my finger inside a little bit. 

Inside they felt really slippery. At first I was kind 
of, like, "Ugggg..." slimy. But then Sharon showed me 
how my little dickie was getting all slippery too. She 
told me everyone gets slippery when they start feeling 
each other and that it was really nice because it made 
it easier for fingers and dickies to go inside them. 

Then she told me to taste her juice on my finger. I 
did, and found it tasted kind of sweet, so from that 
moment on throughout my life, I think of pussy juice 
just like syrup, rich and sweet. 

Then she showed me how to play with the inside of her 
pussy, moving it around and back and forth in and out 
of her. She showed me how to crook my finger and rub it 
across the top of her pussy canal, which seemed to make 
her jump and moan. Then I tried the same things on 
Nina, and Nina just loved it all so much. She was so 
sweet. 

Although Sharon was the prettier, I thought, having a 
special look that I loved (she looked very much like 
her mom, my aunt, so maybe that was a family thing).

Nina had more of an slightly oriental look that 
definitely proved that uncle Charlie was her father, 
'cause he had that same look. They both were pretty, 
but I always favored Sharon's look a bit more than 
Nina's.

That summer, we had our little sex romps over and over: 
in the attic, at the pond, in the big sweet smelling 
hayloft in uncle Charlie's big barn and in several 
other places around the farm. Yes, they both showed me 
how to fuck them. I was too young to be reaching 
orgasms yet and I think they were too -- at least with 
a kid as young as me. 

But I wasn't too young to get stiffies whenever we got 
naked. Nor too young to stick my stiffy in their little 
cunnies, their mouths and their hands. So, suck them 
both I did, and they never quite got enough, especially 
Sharon. She just loved it! 

I mentioned the attic. One of our special play places 
was the attic of their house. It was bare and dusty, 
had windows on both ends and was where they stored 
several extra featherbeds -- big old pillow-like 
mattresses. Most farm families slept on these things 
and kept spares for visitors and to switch off now and 
then with their own mattresses. These things were 
stuffed with feathers (duck feathers I think) and were 
very soft. 

Well, whenever we played up there we always played 
house and I was always the "daddy" for the sex parts. 
Sometimes we played doctor, but we didn't know very 
much to do with that scenario. 

Playing house, we'd climb up on one of the big old 
featherbeds and the girls would play with my dickie and 
nuts and kiss them. I would kiss and lick their little 
cunnies and soon they taught me to kiss and suck their 
titty-less nipples. We would almost always fuck, 
sometimes for long times.

I recall one day I wanted very much to go back down to 
the pond and swim. My dickie was getting a little sore 
from all the in and out the girls always wanted. 
Finally, I got really ticked off and told them, "If we 
don't go out and plan, I'm going to tell uncle 
Charlie." Today I chuckle about that, thinking how much 
I'd give to be back in that same situation again. I'd 
fuck those little sweethears forever and never ever 
complain again.

That was the beginning of my learning and years of sex.

Continued in Part 2...

***

Note: Tinman writes for fun and in the hope that others 
will find my experiences "interesting." Mine are 
typically human. I don't condone or condemn human 
sexuality -- it just is there, here and everywhere. I 
will answer any reasonable comments or questions to 
tinmanjc9@hotmail.com.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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