Date: Mon, 13 Feb 2006 07:03:31 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Stecher Subject: what a fort Not much here for a disclaimer, but you should know the drill: if you shouldn't, don't ... if you don't like it, don't ... if you are under age...DONT. There was a year that I thought that I might be interested in women. I was about 10 years old and moving on to 11. I had know about pulling my pud for some time now, and had had some good times in some forts. Some of the forts were different that some of the others, but there were still forts to play in. I was just beginning the sixth grade and I was sitting in the back of the classroom as was my custom. Suddenly there was a delicious laughter coming from the front of the room. I looked up and saw that there was a girl wearing a dress . This dress was shorter than any I had ever seen and for 1963 it was pretty hot. The Beatles had just released their first album in the U.S. and I already had longer hair than most guys my age. I didn't purposely grow it, we couldn't afford the barber. So I had the longer hair, and as soon as the Beatles were beginning to get popular it was easy for me to just let my hair fall down in my face into a Beatles haircut. Well my hair was a little longer than that, but I had always had longer hair. I thought my hair was great looking and the longer the better. So here was this beautiful girl, I thought at the time, wearing a short dress for the time and I was getting excited. I had always liked guys and never thought about having sex with a girl. I sat in my chair and just stared at her as she laughed and was having an exciting conversation with her girlfriends . There was also a guy in the class who I thought was really hot. I couldn't believe that I was watching this girl, but there I was , and before I knew it I was sitting in my seat rubbing myself . I was looking her in the face and suddenly she shrieked out and made a horrible face at me and I was brought out of my stupor and she was pointing at me. I quickly moved my hand away but it was too late. I was caught right there in class. So the guy that I thought was hot was all of a sudden her protector and telling me I needed to stay away from them. It was that quick, them was her and him. I wasn't going to be able to have any fun with either one of them. I moved on after classes that year to a farm on the other side of town. My dad had us move to a farm that was close to his parents house. It was interesting that his brothers lived on the same stretch of road. We had a big yellow barn in the back yard and across the street there were blackberry patches. I always liked going over there because I loved picking them and eating them. I also liked collecting them for my mom because she would make pies and jellies out of them .I also learned from the next door neighbors how to milk cows. One day I was over in the berry patch and picking berries for jam and jelly that my mom wanted to make. I knew that she was going to can them and I was picking and eating and I was turning a dark purple as I went about my picking. I had just sat down to take a break when I heard a noise behind me. This berry patch was like a big cave and I was in the very back and the girl next door was behind me and wanted to talk to me. I didn't think that she was any real beauty, but she was female and she was older than me. She had tits and was telling me about how she thought I would like to see them. I was told that in the barn in the back on my house there was hay and that we could go up there and play. I didn't take a lot of convincing. I was up like a flash and soon we were up in the hay. She had told me to take my clothes off because she wanted to see me. I had just turned 11, and she was13 so I did as she asked. Once I was naked she started to play with my cock and I was growing rapidly . I asked her if she was going to take her clothes off, and so she took off her blouse. She was sitting in the hay with just a bra and her jeans on and I was totally naked. I thought that she should take off the rest of her clothes, but she just reached over and continued to play with my dick. My dad was always suttle, and when she had me nice and hard and was just about to stick my cock into her mouth, my dad loudly cleared his throat. She threw her blouse back on as fast as she could and I was standing there with a boner and my dad looking up and telling me to get my clothes back on and to come to the back of the barn. In the back of the barn there were some apple trees. And there were also switches that could be cut from the trees. So I knew that I was going to get it. I got my clothes on and went to the back on the barn and soon I was standing there next to my dad. She was well on her way back to her own house, and didn't get any of the punishment. I was standing there shaking waiting for him to start switching me and then he started laughing and told me to get into the house and get ready for dinner. He told me to think before I ever trust girls. So I came to the end of that summer ,and it was decided that we would move back home and I would start back to school where I had always gone. We were back home ,and for me I was thinking that school was not going to be pleasant because now I was going to be in junior high. Well guess what here was another chance for me to forget all about what my dad had said. There was a beautiful blonde in one of my classes and I thought once again that girls couldn't be all that bad. The ones before were just bitches, and this one couldn't be like that . I had been in the class for only a couple of days, and the teacher was really hot too. I had some day dreams about her, and about the blonde sitting to my right. She was near the window, so I pretended to be looking out . I was actually looking at her so much more than I should have been and she finally looked over and started yelling at me not to look at her. I wasn't cool enough to be looking at her, and once again another guy came to the rescue. I soon discovered that I was destined to be alone. I didn't want to have to be alone, but it seems that with once incident a majority of a school can look at you the same way one person does. I found myself not wanting to talk with anyone anymore. I found some old friends and hung out with them and just didn't find myself attracted to anymore all through junior high. It wasn't until I started singing in choir that I began to have some friends who were from both sides of the sex chain. For awhile I thought I was never going to discover anyone for me to love. But then there was the fort out in the woods by the big rock. I was back to guys again. At least with guys if they don't want to be with you they will just tell you and not make a huge anouncement about the whole thing. I went back to girls again in high school. I thought that to be gay was something that you couldn't do in this neighborhood. It has taken me a long time to discover that it is more pleasant to be with men. In any kind of fort.