Date: Mon, 09 Jul 2007 15:23:33 +0100
From: chermo@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: VOYAGE OF DISCOVERY  Introduction/ Part 1

This is my second attempt at writing and I preface it with the usual
disclaimers. This tale is based on a summer of  awakening  when as a 14 year
old I went on a town twinning trip to the city of Odense in Denmark.  To set
the scene in context  Scotland in the late 60's  was highly conservative  in
every sense of the word and Denmark was clearly at the other end of the
spectrum.


My name is Ray  and  this story is about my 15th summer. I  was brought up
in a small Scottish mining town . Here sex of any kind  was something not
talked about between parents and kids.  With no internet, the closest thing
to nudity a boy could see was swimsuit models on television , bra adverts in
mum's clothing catalogue being swimsuits,   and of course  the H & E
magazine  which you could steal a glance at in some city newsagents.
Discovery was a solo voyage aided and abetted by playground talk..

I had entered my first  growing spurt the previous year and now  had  a
small bush around the base of my  developing  cock  which when hard
stretched to around 4 inches . I had discovered about 18 months earlier that
I had an interest in the  sexual organs of my fellow classmates  as I was
mesmerized  in the communal showers at my new school when I saw Brian,
striding in after games displaying  the same amount of pubic hair  as I had
now .Amazingly it was the first time I'd ever seen pubes on boy and I
remember the vision to this very day,   From that day on I have maintained
a healthy ( depending on your point of view)  interest  in that region of
the body and being sports minded  enjoyed on a daily basis the variety of
sizes , shapes and pubic density which exists amongst  12/14 year old boys.
However it was not the done thing to talk about these things like kids do
today.

My outlet for this interest was in regular wanking,  something I had
discovered early in life. I was capable of producing that  " funny " feeling
even when I was soft by placing a fore -finger in the top of my small
appendage  and twisting it around in a swirling anti- clockwise direction.
(It still works  I tried it today).  By the time I was 13 though things had
got much more exciting when I discovered proper masturbation   and very soon
thereafter  the production of the sticky stuff , incidentally around the
same time as I proudly spotted my first pubic hair just after my 13th
birthday.

As my parents worked I was often home alone after school and regularly
stripped off , lay in the living room and enticed by pet budgie to perch on
my erect dick  -  guess I was a showman even then.  My younger brother
shared a room with me  and we played tickling games  which were pretty staid
  until I  suggested that tickling under the balls was a good game  and
when he agreed I was sure to get the most glorious erection .

Pretty tame  you would agree for a fourteen year old but all was soon to
change