Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2018 10:38:13 -0400 (EDT) From: Five Hole Punch Subject: Boyhood Sex Memories Supplement Twelve Please give to Nifty. Boyhood Sex Memories Supplement Twelve 152. Phillip "I was a latch key kid, only child, raised by my mother. I went to an inexpensive Episcopal private school as a semi-charity case. I was a model student, tried hard, polite to my teachers. We wore uniforms of Khaki pants and a blue collared shirt with a maroon sweater in winter. I was always very careful with my uniform as we could only afford a few. I was a stereotypical "good boy," blond and blue-eyed and the picture of innocence. And I was until about age ten. Nobody told me about sex and I had no father to tell me about the facts of life. I began to "notice" my penis with greater interest. I touched it and played with it, a little bit here and a little bit there. In the bathroom and in the bath, putting on pajamas or taking off clothes. I don't remember exactly when, sometime in fourth grade, but I began masturbating when I came home from school. I would take off all my school clothes and fold them neatly for the next day. I would then take off my underwear, I was half hard with anticipation, and sit in a comfortable chair I had in my bedroom. I usually put a blanket over the chair for comfort and sensual enjoyment. I would masturbate my stiff penis, legs spread, to several boyish orgasms over the next ten or fifteen minutes. I didn't think about boys or girls; I just enjoyed my body, pulling at my erection, sliding my foreskin, touching myself, moving my hairless scrotum. I was almost absent-minded when I masturbated, I didn't think about anything until my orgasm hit. I think I found this out in the bath but I started putting a wetted finger in my bottom. Just putting it in was pleasurable but I would move it in and out for even more enjoyment. My boyish self involvement continued for many months. Then, in fifth grade, a new boy arrived. His name was Luke. He was dark-haired and tall. Luke took an interest in me. He liked me but would lightly tease me too. On one fateful occasion went to the boy's room at the same time. When we were at the urinals, Luke showed his penis to me and he looked over at mine. This was the first time I was aware of someone else having an interest in sex, specifically penises. Luke got more familiar and hinted at things. Could other boys be doing what I was doing? One day Luke caught me right before I walked home and told me he had something for me but I couldn't get caught and had to return it the next day. It was an adult magazine. He took it out of his backpack and made me shove it into mine. When I got home my heart was beating out of my chest. I quickly undressed and pulled out the magazine. I lost my innocence. There were naked men and women, pubic hair, big breasts, open vaginas, sex acts, oral, missionary, and from behind. I was stunned. After gazing at this tableaux and nearly faint from sexual excitement, I masturbated repeatedly, coming (dry) many times and ending in a state of exhaustion. I was terrified my parents would find the magazine before I could return it; they would know what I was doing in private! I returned the magazine as soon as I could get it to Luke and he asked if I enjoyed it. I said "yes" but I was mortified that he knew that I used it. I never did anything with Luke or any other boy. I was even too shy to talk about sex much until I was fifteen." 153. Marvin "I'm gay and my brother isn't. That's too bad as he has a model cock and I don't. He got the gift. I saw him masturbate once. He was looking at porn on the computer and I saw him and secretly watched. He was fourteen and I was twelve. My brother was a skater so he wore large khaki shorts and baggy boxers. He took his cock out of his fly, I had seen it before. He stroked it and it got hard. I never saw it like that. Six plus inches and FAT! We're both cut and his cock head was a big, big triangle of pink. I was hard in my underwear. He jerked it a little but put it away. I could tell he was nervous about being caught. He got it out again and jerked it some more, whatever was on the screen was getting him hot. His balls were in the cotton of his boxers and they were huge, pushing both sides along the seam and his cock base was taking up almost the whole opening in his fly. It was so thick at the base I can't believe it to this day. It looked super swollen and my brother put it away and went to the bathroom to come. I went to my room and jerked off in two seconds flat. That was all I really saw of my brother and now he's married. That superman cock for just one woman. If I had it I would have a frantic sex life, totally unfair universe. Aaggh!" 154. Jay "I don't remember when I started jacking but I do remember going home after school when I was near about twelve and taking off all my clothes and rubbing my "pee-nee" in all different ways; circles, flat hand, just pulling my foreskin, totally jacking, etc. Self taught. I would pose in bed and do this thing where I would separate my buttocks. I liked the feel of my asshole relaxing and getting bigger, I could feel it do that. I could relax it without using my fingers in the hole. I would pull my ass cheeks apart and it would relax. I would look at it with a mirror and it could open almost the size of a quarter. When I would finish my after school sex, I would masturbate with my fingers on my foreskin and my hips would thrust up until I got a painful ache in my butt and cock and I would "lock up" for a second or two. That would be the point where when I got older where I would start ejaculating. It wasn't pleasant to "lock up," it hurt, but getting there was the fun part. Yeah, I did put my fingers and other objects up my ass when I got older but I didn't like coming with anything in my ass, it wasn't as good. I think it messed up my muscles contracting and it wasn't as intense. I did it with another guy once but I was too embarrassed to do it again. I felt real guilty going to church after." 155. Spike "Beginnings I was 11 years old in the 5th grade when I discovered my dick. By mistake. In the shower somehow I brushed the tip of my wiener and felt something. I brushed it again more deliberately and it felt even better. What was this?? I started brushing the tip lightly with my palm. I discovered if I did this long enough I would get the feeling of a peak of pleasure. I was climaxing at 11 and didn't even know it. During showers, I developed the routine of holding my 3 inch dick in my left hand and rubbing the tip with my right palm. Having no idea of lubrication and so forth, this required being in the shower and lubricated by water or soap. Hmm ... during class in 5th grade I would rub it through my jeans pocket and climax thinking no one would notice ... the teacher HAD to know what I was doing. Puberty and Middle School Dry cums for me were just very momentary peaks of pleasure that went away fast. Oddly, I can't remember the first time I shot cum. This was probably due to my method which had switched from the shower to in bed under the covers. I would use spit or water to moisten my palm, hold it flat and rub away across the tip of my penis. So being in the shower or if in bed, my saliva or the water I was using must have hidden any initial drops of clear boycum I started releasing. Also, we had begun sex education in 6th grade and I knew at some point I would begin releasing some kind of fluid. Sometime after 6th grade I transitioned to doing it on the toilet from then on with toilet paper at the ready. This was also the year I learned about the universal 'jack off' up and down grip method. Information about masturbation was kind of vague in books I had access to. The boys at school would make this up and down fist motion to represent jacking off (which I found out this was called). Eventually, I put it together and made a fist around my now a little longer dick and moved it up and down. OH! THIS is how everybody does this. Somewhere around 13 I started releasing my fluid and I would cum into some toilet paper or right into the bowl. Because I was jacking off pretty much daily from around age 11, I only had 2 or 3 wet dreams ever, when I was 14-15. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Even before sex ed was given in gym class, that class itself was a kind of education. This was back when boys (and I assume girls) would dress out for gym class and take a shower after. I was 12 years old and this would be my first time in a locker room with so many boys ... not only would everybody be stripping down to underwear at the beginning of gym and put on a white t-shirt and grey shorts, at the end of the class we would be stripping naked and showering in a gang shower room, all during the same few minutes. I had changed and showered at the local pool before, and sometimes there was even another boy or two, but never 30 boys at the same time. The showers were these upright metal poles with four shower heads in a circle so that four boys would be facing center and using them. There would be no hiding ... you maybe could put a towel around or in front of you from the bench to the shower, but once you were in there, everybody would see you anyway so there really would be no point. The first few times were eye opening. Many of the boys in this class were 11-12 years old and had begun to develop to where their thing and balls were a little larger than a young boy, but not quite as big as a young teenager. Some even had little straight hairs beginning to grow right above the base of their thing. That's what I called it, a thing. Others were already right in the middle of puberty with somewhat larger organs and small tufts of pubes clearly visible. One boy resembled a full grown man, complete with chest and underarm hair. It was evident he had been held back a couple of times and was at least 2 years older than the rest of the class, if not more. It seemed odd at first him showering with us. Almost all of us were circumcised, as was the norm with boys born in the 60s. As for myself, I was hairless at first glance, but began to notice I was growing hairs on my balls and knew what was coming, as I had seen my dad and a couple of more developed classmates, so it was not a mystery. The only time I ever saw an erection (or a boy that was 'horny' as I found out it was called) was this year when a 12 year old black skinny classmate ran into the showers and raucously laughed, displaying his hairless pointed organ to everyone! Everyone had a good laugh out of that. Daily showers became routine and I was soon used to being naked to shower at school. In fact, the following summer when I was out walking the rural property with a late middle-aged family friend on a hot day and we spontaneously decided to swim in the river, I simply dropped my shorts and went naked even though he modestly opted to keep his boxers on. I guess I was not shy anymore about anyone seeing my chubby, hairless (except for those hard to see ones growing on my balls that were now getting longer) body. I ended up getting a hardon and played with myself in the murky water until I had a dry cum. In 7th grade, I finally began to grow some pubic hair above my thing. So did most other boys in the class, and everyone's thing seemed to have grown a little in size and have bigger balls this year. Boys in this grade were 12 and 13 and most of the pubic hair was sparse and short in that area extending to about an inch from the base of our things, just beginning to get curly. A few of us had more than that. I didn't know it at the time, but that meant we were beginning to be capable of releasing semen, which I would quickly find out in my solitary playing. But, everyone started to be WAY more modest in the locker room and showers, I guess because stages of development and sizes were more obvious. Somebody started showering in their underwear, and then everybody was doing it within a couple days. I don't remember how long this went on, but the coach happened to walk through one day and said..."what in the WORLD!!!" and started laughing....he made it clear NOBODY was to shower in their underwear from now on, as it was UTTERLY RIDICULOUS and he wasn't going to send boys to the next class with wet pants! Indeed, the next day everybody got naked and that was that. From then on, all us boys returned to the shameless nude showering we had done the year before. Sometime this year, I started having wet orgasms, complicating things. Previously, I could masturbate anywhere I wanted, stroking the sensitive underside of my thing through my pocket, slowly hump the mattress, etc. until I had my dry orgasm. Now that things were wet at the conclusion of this, some cleanup was now involved. I started masturbating in the bathroom on the toilet usually, releasing my cum into toilet paper or directly into the toilet, or maybe in the shower where I could be sure it could wash right down the drain. This meant my frequency went down to around once a day. I don't have a lot of specific memories of 8th grade; we continued showering and were using the same locker room/showers we did in 6th grade. Nearly everyone now had larger size organs, pubic hair, and some had underarm hair too (I didn't grow any until I was 16). By now I understood more about sex, and the colloquialisms used by classmates helped me to learn things ... what 'horny' or a 'hard on' was; the insult to 'suck my dick' was interesting ... surely boys didn't suck boy's dicks though ... I never had any exciting sex adventures with friends, never went to summer camp or boy scouts, etc. but I did have one encounter that sticks out in my mind. While tent camping on a summer vacation, our family set up camp at a campground. A boy, about 12, came by and started hanging around. I was 14 and my brother, who was with us, was half my age. We made friends and he started showing us around the camp. The rec room had a cool tabletop Mrs. Pacman game and we played it. That evening it came time for showers. I took my brother down to the bathhouse and the boy tagged along (!). Instead of open showers, this campground had stalls with a changing area for each shower and a wood door to the actual shower stall as well. While not showering himself, the boy waited outside the shower stalls while we did. I finished and my little brother was taking longer in the next shower (maybe he was jacking off in there ...). I came out of the stall and was toweling off. The boy was still there, giving no sign of wanting to leave. I soon realized this boy was hanging around to check out my dick. I obliged him by facing him and toweling off my head, giving him a full view. My pubes had come in pretty good by now, and he was staring right at my dick when he didn't think I saw. This whole time, I kid you not, he had a Tootsie Roll or similar pop he was sucking on and rolling around in his mouth. All this was while my little brother was still showering. If this was a made up story, here's where he would have reached out and touched my dick, jacking me off. But no, since my little brother was with us, nothing else happened. I always wonder what would have happened if we were by ourselves in that shower room. Around this year I had a couple of wet dreams. Since I was cumming now nearly every day, I never had these on a regular basis. The only one I specifically remember was on another summer vacation camping trip. Getting the opportunity to jack off on these trips was problematic. If the campground had open showers like at school, or even semi-open where there were stalls but no curtains or doors, I couldn't do it. About the only opportunity was combining a visit to the toilet with a quick jack off. One day I was successful in getting to do this. That night, in the tent with my brother, I still ended up having a wet dream. I remember waking up as the semen was still pulsing out into my shorts. Great. Now I had to make a middle of the night trip to the bathhouse to wash my underwear, wring it out and walk back to the tent while trying to not wake anybody else. I think this took nearly an hour. High School By now showering nude in gym class was old hat, having done it hundreds of times. The setup in high school was a little nicer than junior high; I think the PE building was much newer than the main school building. The showers were to one side of the locker room, but were not walled off at all. The showers were open and fully visible to the changing bench area, which was separate from the lockers. The showers had a cement border maybe 4 inches high raised out of the floor to keep the water inside the shower area. I have never seen a setup like this since. Every boy in the 9th grade class had pubic hair and larger dicks and balls now, some with completely full bushes and man sized organs. The only one that didn't was my friend that was still pre-pubescent in 9th grade. I don't remember anyone ever making fun of him for it, though. The one boy, David S. that sat on the changing bench opposite me was one of the ones that had a completely full bush and man sized circumcised dick and large balls. He looked like he might've been bigger than my dad. One great thing high school had that junior high didn't was ... an indoor pool. Oddly, we didn't wear actual swimsuits when using the pool. We wore our regular cotton gym shorts with nothing underneath. I thought it was a little odd we didn't wear a regular swimsuit with a liner, like I wore at the neighborhood pool. Maybe it was some sort of cost savings, or maybe not a lot of thought went into it. I know now that 20 years earlier, swimming in boy's PE was actually done nude in our city. There are forums and newspaper articles confirming this happened. Anyway, the gym shorts were just held up with an elastic waistband sewn in. They could slide off somewhat easily when diving and catch water when doing laps and slide way down. It was not uncommon to see pubic hair peeking out from some waistbands or to see boys organs hanging to the side when we sat on the bench by the pool. Needless to say, this was segregated swimming time and boys only. Being a typical horny boy, I did something very naughty a number of times in that pool. I would use the pool jets to bring myself to a climax and shoot my cum into the pool water. I'm not sure if any other boys in this class did that, and I'm still embarrassed about having done it. I never did it again after 9th grade. Anyway, when swimtime was over, it was time to head to the locker room and shower. We would line up and enter the locker room and take off our gym shorts as we entered and throw them into a giant hamper to be washed. We would then walk to the shower naked and get a towel from the clean towel hamper as we exited the shower area. There was a lot more open nudity in the locker room than there was in junior high with this arrangement. By now, I was 15 with an average pubic bush and almost full size organs (still not as big as David S.) so I didn't care who saw, and made no effort to hide as I toweled off and changed. Thus was high school, other years were more of the same as the boys physically turned into young men ... by the end of the 10th grade when I was 16 I had finally grown underarm hair and had reached my final 6" long by 5" around size which I measured a number of times in the bathroom before releasing my now abundant load of cum into the sink or letting it shoot up my belly before taking a shower. No, I never had any sex play or mutual experiences growing up, those experiences would happen much, much later in life." 156. John "Boyhood and sex, can't remember when we didn't do it. Pissing stuff - 5 or 6. By 7- 8 it was real sex. We wrestled, jerked, humped, sucked naked when no one home or in the woods and wrecked houses and cars. We did everything 50/50, you suck me I suck you, it had to be fair. What was fair too was older boys got to go first and might made right. That's the way it is, tough if you don't like it, get lost. Nobody did because sex was sex and we all liked it. I did shit with guys until 15. I had to suck and got fucked at 11 and 12 by junior high boys but what went around came around – I got to fuck when I got to 13. I took big cock at 12 but we had been taking cock for years so we knew what was what. Older boys fucked hard – I got doubled up in a field and sucked and got fucked by two guys and it was good doing it outside in nature. I had a regular fuck buddy when I was 13. Max, he was in 5th grade. I always like looking at ass and Max's got me hot. It was good and firm and his split was wide. Max was hot inside and I was like steel and gave it to him good usually from behind but from the front too. I'd jerk him and he would get off coming a little bit. One cool thing was sometimes I would see where my dried come had leaked into his Jockeys when I did him the next day. We talked about fucking girls in junior high and we were supposed be doing that only by high school so that ended doing it with other males pretty much by then. I still thought about and do even now 30 years later. I did try some gay sex when I was on the road, getting blown, but it wasn't the same. Hope this is good for your series." 157. Ronnie "My best memory was the Boy Scouts, sixth grade, camping with my best bud, Conan. He had dark blond hair, longer than most boys, hazel eyes, and a soccer-fit body, nice thighs. We slept in the same tent and same sleeping bag. Felt each other and sucked each other. We would break out laughing at each other because we knew what we were thinking about. Loved his very plump cock and balls. We were just getting hair and we could get come. I remember the taste, sweet. I remember his smell, just getting adult B.O. It was heavenly and fired my desire. I can see him still but ... the rest is fading away. Bittersweet. I hope I can remember in ten years." All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2018.