Date: Fri, 6 Jul 2018 13:34:30 -0400 (EDT) From: Five Hole Punch Subject: Boyhood Sex Memories Supplement Thirteen Please give to Nifty so that there is a place for stories like these. I'd like to thank all the men that have sent in stories over the years and I would like to thank some of men below for waiting quite some time to see their story published. I stopped the series a couple of years ago and the stories kept coming in so I continued. Now is the time for me to stop, it has been fun. FHP Boyhood Sex Memories Supplement Thirteen 158. Heywood "I was 13 and in Little League. I was friendly with our star player and went to his house a dozen times that summer. Kyle's mom was always around. We sat around in just shorts. I wanted a look (and more) of his cock. Kyle teased me, showed a tent pole in his shorts a few times. He also pulled his shorts down to show me his pubes. Damn! He had a bunch of black hair, way more than me. Kyle also had a "boystache" that was thin and dark. He looked like a kid but he had developed adolescent muscles. I wanted them to hold me! Beautiful blue eyes with long lashes and a horrible buzz cut. His dad was an asshole Marine. Kyle was cute enough to be gay and I had that vibe. I hope he wasn't as his dad was a macho asshole and probably a homophobe!" (conversation) 159. William "I notice that most of the stories here are by white guys, I'm black. I jerked my cock with my friends a few times when I was around 11 and 12 but I didn't think I was gay, that came a few years later and inhibited me. Why? Because I was an athlete and that wouldn't be acceptable and I needed athletics for my future goals. I went to a basketball camp for a week when I was fourteen. I roomed with a white guy, French from Canada. We jerked off in our room to pictures of women. It was memorable to me because it was the first time I thought about being gay and being with another guy. Also, it was the first white cock I saw. Henry was tall (basketball right?) and had white, WHITE skin. What did I notice most? His pubic hair. It was long as fuck and went half way up his cock. And down his taint. It looked strange as hell. Henry had a nice 4 to 5 inch cock, good sized cockhead, pink in tight white skin. His balls were strange, they hung far down and were smaller than you would think but not that small. Yeah, my cock was bigger (cliché). Looking at mine and his was a contrast in many ways. This was the only guy I did anything with as a teenager and it was just jerking off together. I barely looked at other guys in the locker room, couldn't get caught, but after college I was free. I had dated women but now I could pursue men. I prefer white guys mainly because of my experience with Henry. I guess thinking about his cock for years conditioned my mind." 160. Andre "I like cock. No surprise why I'm here. I think I was interested in cock since I was a little boy. I looked in the changing rooms at the pool at cocks of little kids, older kids and adult men. It wasn't sex pleasure at that age. I was around eight or nine and I got naked with friends in the woods near a small lake. I played in that woods and around that lake a lot as a kid and did what boys do in the woods. I took a real good look at my buddies' cock and balls and they looked at mine. Everyone I knew as a kid was cut. It was unusual to see a foreskin and I only saw that on old men. With one friend, Charles, I observed his cock with a long examination. I can recall the wrinkles at the top of his hairless scrotum and his glans, purple but not as purple as mine. I started playing with my cock at that age but not for orgasms, just as "feel good" pleasure. I played with it enough for it to get sore, especially the corona and the red skin that was from my cut line to my glans. I masturbated both soft and hard. It felt good to play with it. It was when I was eleven and was pals with another boy, Mark that things got sexual. He had a long cock and the beginnings of testicle development, maybe even some hair but I don't remember for sure. He was cut but his skin was loose and hung down slightly over his corona when he was limp. It was how a cut job should be or it was just that he had a longer cock to begin with. My cut job was tight before puberty and loosened only somewhat after puberty. We got naked and peed. We sunned ourselves nude and sat out in the woods masturbating. Mark could go from limp to erect in four or five rubs. We'd masturbate for a while and then quit and then do it again. Neither of us had juice but Mark was getting real orgasms. I was just getting them at about this time, eleven years old. We'd use grass and dandelions to tickle our cocks and balls. I looked at his penis close when he was lying on his back and he would look at mine. I can't believe that I was that close and didn't suck his cock. We did touch each other and jerk each other a little bit. I also looked at his ass and balls from behind as he was on his stomach. I had my first circle jerk at eleven with three other boys in the woods. We all weren't old enough to come so it was just enjoying getting naked and looking at each other's cock and jerking. I went with a boy to his house at twelve and was expecting some sort of sex situation. We felt each other through our shorts in his basement and then he said we should kiss for "practice." We did kiss each other about three times and they were the least romantic kisses ever. I dropped my pants first, I was straight up erect, and Alex jerked me with rapid force. He was shorter than me but when he dropped his pants, his cock was twice as long as mine! That would've been around four inches as we hadn't really started growing or I hadn't. We sat next to each other on an old chair and jerked each other alternately. He gave me an orgasm, the first time from another guy. I am sure I gave him one too, but still no juice. Things went further. Alex tied my arms to the chair with string. He made me sniff his stiff cock; a slight pee smell only, we were clean kids. He made me kiss it and eventually put the head in my mouth. I curled my lips over my teeth according to his instructions. He moved it a few times, barely thrusting. That was my first time giving head. I had to kiss his balls too. He told me to pull on the skin of his balls with my teeth which I did a few times. The next time we did this, Alex hit me with a belt, lightly. He felt my penis in between punishments as I went limp. He didn't, he was totally stiff, so I am guessing he got off on this. He put his fingers on my butt hole a couple of times but didn't penetrate me. He climbed up and put his penis in mouth and had me tug at his balls again with my mouth. He masturbated himself to orgasm and I did the same. The third time we did all of the above plus Alex actively thrust his penis into my mouth but I didn't suck him, I just passively took his cock. I was erect, though. I was getting sexual feelings from Alex's actions. His next action, with me still tied by the arms, was to put Vaseline on my asshole and rub it with his finger. I had an orgasm from this. Alex put his cockhead there and rubbed himself to an orgasm, no penetration. By the fourth time I was looking forward to having the scenario repeated. Alex did all of the usual and then untied me and had me kneel on the chair. He rubbed his cockhead on my anus from behind and orgasmed. No penetration. The fifth time was the one. Alex got to the point of having me kneel on the chair and he, with much effort as I was virginally tight, got the head in the ring, humped and came that way. I was grunting and moaning but no pain. He went for a second time and got in all the way. Alex told me to push back and I did. Gladly. I was getting off on this when we did it. I was also masturbating at home thinking about all we did. I started getting real orgasms now. No wet come yet. Alex used me in his basement for several months. He started getting rough and fucking me harder and that hurt sometimes but I liked getting fucked. I was taking cock and pushing back to get it. Alex was getting full on orgasms and he fucked me for ten to fifteen minutes altogether; that is a long time for age twelve. I think he started to get wet orgasms about the time the fun ended. It was a good six months, when I turned twelve and a half, that I started getting wetness. Within two months I got a squirt or two. I masturbated every day from twelve onward. I was doing it by myself, I couldn't get other boys interested. I hinted but nobody took the hint. By chance I got invited to this one older kid's apartment who I didn't know that well. I was thirteen, he was just older, fourteen maybe. It was around Christmastime because there were decorations. Anyway, we were just shooting the breeze and somehow sex came up and he shows his dick with a quick flash. It was big, hairy, and uncut. I showed mine then he shows his half hard. He goofs and gets all hard with some jerks but that was it. We didn't jerk off together. It was more a goof on his part, a horny guy thing. I thought about his cock as it was the first fully grown one I saw and he had a foreskin. He had very full balls and a light brown colored full bush of hair. He was long hanging but not that much longer hard. He pulled it out of his jeans and boxers so I fantasized about sucking him and other guys with jeans and boxers. I fantasized about the opening of his foreskin. I thought about sucking his cock for a long time and I still thought of getting fucked and Alex was my fantasy. I put candles and tool handles up my butt which didn't work too well. I didn't have any other teenage experiences and didn't come out until my mid-twenties. It is amazing that those early experiences are so fresh in my mind. I guess I'll never forget them." 161. Rory "Here is the riskiest thing I ever did in my life. I was twelve and at the pool and goofing around with a man from the neighborhood, splashing and swimming around. I sort of jumped up on him and he caught me. We were in the four foot deep section so most of us were below water. He caught me with one hand on my ass. There was a weird pause. To be honest I had sort of a mild attraction to him but it wasn't consciously sexual. I don't know why I did it but after a second, or maybe a fraction longer, I reached down into (!) his suit and grabbed his dick! Only for a second or two. He was surprised to say the least! He laughed and then took the hand that was on my ass and slid it under my suit and felt my naked ass which I thought was only fair. This whole set of events took a total of maybe ten seconds and since we were in the neighborhood pool he naturally decided to cool it. This is where, in fiction, it leads to a hot sex scene. Instead it ended our playing in the water and he got out of the pool. After that, he was polite but nervous when we saw each other and it was awkward. I knew that he was interested but didn't want to risk anything. I was a little embarrassed that I did what I did and thought about what could have happened but it wasn't really a fantasy for me, just a new fact about sex. I picked up on men that were looking at boys (and other men) at the pool. No, I didn't have sex with any of the older guys at the pool. I didn't start fantasizing about guys for another year and it wasn't men I thought about; it was cute guys around my age." (short confessional conversation) 162. Hondo "I grew up in Wyoming. I was born in 1954 and was a teen during the 1960s. My dad had a hardware store and my mom stayed at home. I got named after the John Wayne movie. I was drafted into the Army for two years but didn't get sent to Viet Nam. Trained to be a mechanic in the Army and did that job for 30 years as a civilian. Got married, had two girls who are grown now. I got divorced after 23 years of marriage. I had three gay experiences when I was growing up and here they are. 1. Had a friend named Mike in grade school. We would go into his bedroom or mine to play. When we were around eight or nine we played games if we were sure we were alone and our moms or sisters were not around. We would strip each other naked. We sucked each other, soft and hard. We 69ed and hunched each other's butt. This was great fun. Nobody taught us to do this. We knew it was bad to do these things and we swore not to tell. We didn't tell. This wasn't sex to us. We didn't know what that was. 2. Sixth grade was when we learned about sex. Two brothers moved in on our street. Bobby was the older brother, a few months older than Mike and me. Donny was his younger brother. He was ten. Bobby had a dirty magazine and that's where Mike and me learned about sex between a man and a woman. We four boys would get together and have sex whenever Bobby and Donnie's parents weren't home. We did it together two or three times a week. Bobby had hair and the biggest cock, maybe four inches. We hadn't grown much. He could get some small amount of come and I could get a wet drop. All of us could get our rocks off. Donnie was wild and would jump all around and suck and masturbate anybody without thinking much about it. His brother was more in charge as the oldest guy and he was the leader. It was almost a privilege to suck him. Mike was more than enthusiastic about sucking him. Mike was real worshipful of Bobby. When I think about this, Mike might have been more into gay sex than I suspected. We all sucked and jacked each other, Donnie and Mike more than Bobby and me. I got off looking at the pictures of women in the magazine meaning I had orgasms from that. I also got off on seeing Mike and Donnie servicing Bobby and each other. I think my gay side is seeing one guy sucking another guy. I think about it some and have watched porn with it but it isn't as good as it was so I think more about Mike and Donnie when I think about it. We had sex together for almost a year like this. 3. I jacked with one other boy from high school named Kevin. This was ninth grade and we did it maybe twice or three times maybe. Kevin was tall and was just getting thicker pubic hair above his dick but not much on his balls. I mention this because Kevin had the biggest dick I ever saw until I got in the Army. Kevin's dick was 7 inches long, a true 7 inches or maybe a bit more. It wasn't thin but as long as it was it made it look like a railroad spike. He had a small, pointy cock head. I remember thinking I wouldn't be able to suck Kevin because his dick was too long. That was the total of my actual gay experience in my life. In the Army I thought about it a little with all the guys around and picked up on a few possibilities but it was out of the question as it would've gotten you a dishonorable discharge. I would say that I think about gay sex but I am not gay. I do like thinking back and reading the stories of other men and their boy sex memories." 163. Mikey "Here is what I recall. Probably age 5 or 6, another boy saw my penis and said, "You have a long tail!" I guess that is what his family called it. That was accurate. I always had a long penis. The tip hung below my balls when I was a kid. At around 7 and 8 years old I liked to be naked. After a bath I would lie in my bed, if I could, with my robe off just to be naked. I was hiding this from my mom at this age so I must have known it was forbidden. I would sometimes strip out my clothes in my room to be naked. I had a couch style, fold out bed that was in the corner of my room and I would climb behind it to take off my shorts so I was totally nude. I was touching myself and actually masturbating by this age so I probably was jacking but not all the way hard if my parents could walk in. When I could be sure that I was alone I would really go to town. I would take off all my clothes and run around the house to be daring. I would climb around and ride the back of my couch like it was a horse. I was also stimulating my anus at this age. Riding the couch would rub my butthole and I would masturbate cock and thrust up and down with my legs. My whole body was aroused. I would masturbate by jacking my cock but the best was pulling my foreskin with just two fingers. I would finish lying flat, legs spread, fingering my anus and jacking my cock. I had waves of pleasure that would take my breath away. These were orgasms that were like a cresting set of waves, not like later with a big climax and dying pulses. I did this up to age 10 before I did anything with anyone else. I had a friend named Kevin and we ended up jacking together in my room and he introduced me to sucking dick. He told me he had done it with other boys and I didn't believe him. He said he would suck me and, if I liked it, I could return the favor. I was hard when Kevin went down on me and it made me laugh it was so good! When he used his tongue to peel back my skin, I almost fell down. Soon, I was thrusting into his mouth and when I hit the back of his throat, Kevin pulled off. He said, "Your turn." I went down on my knees and just forgot about tasting piss and sucked him. It was interesting and I learned what it was like from the other side. Kevin Held my ears, not too tight, when he finished. After that, I held his ears but I had to be careful with my cock hitting the back of Kevin's throat. The next step, the "Big One," came from Kevin's older brother Joe when I had just turned 12. He found out that I was having sex with his little brother and he approached me with a simple, "Hey, you want to do it with me?" We went to my room and Joe took his shirt and pants off. We were both down to just our underwear. Joe showed first. He was 13 and he had black hair above his dick. His dick was real nice. Rounded and long, it was near 6 inches, about an inch longer than my hairless one. He was big for 13 but I had seen my dad (soft) after swimming and he was what I thought normal was, bigger than Joe who wasn't small hanging. We jerked some on my bed. Then Joe said, "I'll show you something." It was a condom and he explained what it was for; I didn't know about condoms, conception, or sperm. He let me try it on. Then he did. We both went to the bathroom and peed in it. Joe washed it in the sink and saved it for later. Joe asked if we had any baby oil. I got it out from under the sink and he took it to my room. I thought we were going to use it to jerk with. We jerked each other lying down (without oil) and then he sucked me, me on top of Joe. Joe told me that a guy could put his dick in another guy's ass like he fucks a girl. He said he wanted to try. He used the oil and put his half hard dick in my crack. He had me move around some, put the head on my hole, and then slowly pushed it in. Joe had been doing this before, to several other boys. I liked it and it didn't hurt, probably because Joe was still half soft. It felt good, not great. My dick rubbing the bedsheets was better. He came in my ass and wiped me which was gross to me. He let me do it to him and I liked it well enough. I did it with him maybe four times over a couple months but Joe moved on to other boys. After this, I got my first come when I was jerking by myself. My orgasms had started getting "more peaky" and more "painful" in my butt. One Saturday afternoon, I was really getting into it and I hit some kind of super intense level and I blew! My jizz shot up in the air a foot and a half! I knew what it was when I shot because of Joe. I caught my breath and tried again and got my second come in about 20 seconds. I kept doing it, with no jizz, two more times. About every waking second after this I thought about how soon I could jack off. I was near 13 and I ended up jacking with a good 5 or 6 boys over the next year or so. We just jacked together in a pack of horny wolves! No sucking or anything, just jacking with and in front of each other. There wasn't anything wrong with it in our minds and most of us talked about girls. I thought about girls and fucking them and tits, from Playboy pictures mainly but I was equally excited by watching my friend's cocks and seeing them come. I edged away from any same sex activity as I went to high school but I still thought about it half the time. I did date girls and had sex with two in my last year of high school. My mature cock is 8 inches long and looks impressive, up to my bellybutton. It has been 10 years on and I still think about sex with another guy but I haven't gotten up the nerve to try it. It all seemed easier and more natural back then. I am afraid that I won't like it and it would be very awkward. I heard about Jack Off Clubs but I don't know where to find them where I live. I think that I would enjoy this, I don't want to do more really." 164. Darryl "Showed and got naked with other boys in 1st grade and 2nd. Showed boners and pissed. Kid stuff sex like being bad. Learned real sex from my older brother. We took baths together to save water, we were poor truly. I washed my brother and he did me. That led to boners. I would suck Cody and sometimes he would do me too. My brother was getting off on it, he was 12, I was 10. He had his first cum in my mouth. I spit the cum into the water. My brother knew what it was but I didn't. Cody had a long cock for 12 like 4 inches, no hairs but he could cum before he got them. Cody brought another boy his age and we did sex in our room. Sucked and butt games, no fucking yet. Got molested by an old guy but he did this with most boys around where we lived. He would drive out to the woods and you would get naked in his van, he did too. He would rub your butt when you sucked him and he would jerk you while he jerked off. He didn't cum in your mouth. Went out with him 2 times by myself and 1 time with another kid. He liked kids around 12 and he do it with them and then other kids would find out. I found out thru my brother and his friend, they did it a bunch of times with him. I was good at sucking because I did this with my brother his friend and 3 or 4 other boys. He had a nice cock and he was clean. We got like $5 each time which was good for video games, my real interest. I got to my first cum at 12 jacking with some boys. It got me by surprise. I had a jack off buddy. Curtis was hornier than me. We did it every day. Jacking and sucking was what we did the most. We did get in each other's butts. Curtis was the only boy that truly fucked me as a kid. I fucked him but he was getting some other dick too. I could tell his ass had been fucked sometimes because his asshole was loose and bruised looking. Curtis must've done older boys. I had some time with a 2 year older cousin on camping trips when I was 13. We sucked and jacked only. His dad and mine let us do what we wanted. They knew what we was doing but ignored it mostly. After Curtis moved I did it with a boy named Hank and his little brother Mark. Hank and me were 13 going on 14 and Mark was 12. Hank used Mark and made him have sex. Hank didn't force Mark to do it, Mark wanted to but Hank was a dom and his brother was a masokist. Mark liked to get used and rough. When I was with Hank we do regular jacking but when Mark was around we have him suck us and we would fuck him. I got to like doing it with Hank fucking his brother and same time sucking me and then we would switch. That scene is one I did when I got older with threesomes. I got some younger boys to do things before high school. In 8th grade we would make 7th graders do things but they wanted to do them anyway. Jacked some with other boys in high school but stopped after 15. Didn't do anything until I joined the Navy at 18. Then I could cruise different places and have quick sex." 165. Jack "That's my real name, not John. In 7th grade I walked home from school. There were four of us usually, sometimes five. We flew out of school together and went down the street to Nick's house. His parents both worked. Up went the garage door, we went in and jerked off together. It was quick as some guys had to be home or their parents would be on their backs. Ten or fifteen minutes for us all to finish then up went the door and we went on our merry way. We did it about three times or more a week, in the spring, when it was warmer. Of course, we all did more jacking than this during the day but this was the best. We all got off on doing it together and seeing other guy's boners. Felt sky high at doing it and we were like conspirators sharing a secret. Best memory!" 166. Mickey "Here's a few memories. I liked taking my pants down to use the toilet when I was little, before I can remember to around 6 or 7 years old. The feel of my pants coming down and going up after "doing a BM" was pleasurable. When I was 6 my much older cousin (13-14) did all sorts of wicked things with me. He sucked me first which was OK but not arousing. I got hard but I was still more into my bottom then. He showed me his cock which was huge to me and he had hair. He had me wank him and showed me how to do it right. I was too rough and yanked over his head too hard. We both weren't circumcised and his knob was sensitive. He got me to suck but it took some convincing. First he got me to kiss the side. I didn't want to kiss the tip because it was wet. He wiped it off but it took some talking to get me to kiss the tip. He had me wank him. I didn't have any idea about ejaculating and when his cock shot I jumped about five feet! We both had a laff. We did all of this in his room and I made enough noise that we almost got caught several times. He stopped the fun after he got a girl. I still see him now and then and it remains unsaid but it is in the background. Did some wanking with me mates around 10 but I wasn't ready to spout yet. A year on it was a different story. I remember being horny at all times. I couldn't sit still in class and got a stand on every ten minutes, timed it once. Wanked in the bog. I was doing it in the morning and at night and afternoons. Three times a day minimum. Did the deed with mates but it was just pure horniness. No sucking with them. There were 2 brothers who were younger, 9 and 8, and we'd suck in their shed. The younger was blonde, got me real hot as he looked Swede or near enough. He'd swallow my load, his brother spit it. I sucked a boy on my football squad. He was bigger than me but he had no experience with getting his cock sucked. He came gobs and hard. It made me gag he shot so hard. A good five shots too. His jism shot out about two or three feet when we wanked. He might've been 13 but he just started wanking 6 months prior. Hard to believe, as he had a good amount of hair above his cock and plenty of jism. We did some nasty with pens in our bottoms but we didn't do more. Wanked to porn with some mates when I was 14 and 15 but mostly just servicing myself." 167. Grant "My stories are odd but true. 1. Played in a blow up pool in my friend's backyard as a little kid and we were naked as could be. I liked his penis and muscular bottom. While we both got hard, I remember being embarrassed in front of our moms. Shame at an early age. 2. I loved certain bedclothes and fabric and had a favorite "blankie" in pilled white cotton. I liked the feel on my naked skin. I would take down my PJs and rub against it. This is where I started masturbating as I would get hard but that wasn't necessary for me to enjoy the fabric. As a young boy I liked soft fabric but later, after puberty began, I liked wearing denim without underpants; it was still soft but tight. 3. Sometimes, but not regularly, I would put my finger up my butt when taking a bath. 4. I was quite engrossed with SciFi and Fantasy in late boyhood and read voraciously. I did find it sexually exciting and by age twelve and thirteen I would masturbate, imaging myself in the stories. I thought of women and fancied myself the muscular hero. I thought of taking the woman but I also thought of the hero, me, being bound and tortured lightly. I was a reed-like boy, far from being a Thor-like hero. I was masturbating in my room at my desk, hand in my pocket, and getting several dry orgasms at a sitting during these fancies; I was twelve. It was thirteen when I ejaculated for the first time. I was reading an exciting passage and experienced a building pressure. I was harder than usual and I reread the passage and suddenly felt the need to rub faster and faster. My butt tightened and I hunched over and came in my pants. I remember not wanting to "soil" my underwear but I couldn't stop coming; it soaked through and made a wet spot on my trousers and I had to deal with trying to hide that. 5. I thought about animals too. It wasn't what you think, I thought about being a lion or a horse and having sex as the animal, not in my human form. 6. I liked to think of myself as Tarzan when I could be alone. I would wear just my underwear and pull the back up between my cheeks to see myself naked from the side in my mirror. I found the rolled up fabric pressing on my anus arousing. I'd pull it tight and clench my cheeks to increase the feeling. I would look at my erection in the fabric as I thrust my hips about. I could arouse myself enough with just this dancing that I would pull the front of my underwear down at the critical moment and shoot off either without touching my cock, both thumbs holding my underwear out of the way, or doing it with one hand on my cock and one holding my underpants down. I added S/M elements to this. I would tighten a leather belt around my chest to constrict my breathing. Sometimes I would bind my hands and feet and fight to get free. I found the struggle arousing and then I would go into my dominant dance of victory. 7. I would have sword play as well. I would fight a sword battle against many enemies to get to the woman in her bedchamber, my pillow on my bed. I would fight until nearly out of breath and then take the woman on the edge of the bed; this was me fucking my pillow sometimes with my hand still holding my plastic sword. This was a killer orgasm and I could only do this when left at home alone. I used to use powder on the pillow case and rub my erection and tightened scrotum against this for a very smooth feeling. After I started ejaculating it made a considerable mess that was hard to clean up and hide. I started using a folded set of sweatpants or a t-shirt to come in. 8. When I was thirteen, I stole a set of women's lace cotton panties from a neighbor. They were dirty and I smelled and licked them. I wore them and danced pretending I was a woman. I wore my dad's large t-shirt like a dress and pretended to feel myself up. I would pull these panties down to come but I got excited enough once or twice that I came into the panties. Being lace, my come leaked through the minute openings and I massaged myself to another orgasm within a minute in the gloppy mess. This is where I started pretending I was being taken or raped as a woman. I would put myself over the edge of my bed and lift my "dress" and pull down the panties and put different objects into my anus. When I neared orgasm I was both the man fucking and the woman being fucked. At this point, I was looking in magazines at both men and women. Masturbating, I would think of fucking the woman's pussy, sucking the man's cock or getting fucked. I knew I was bisexual when I was thirteen. 9. I would sniff my jockstrap at home or, if I could get away with it, in the locker room for quick thrill, smell another boy's. The scent and the hormones would definitely get me horny as hell. I would pretend fuck my pillow, with a candle in my anus and a jock over my face. In my mind I was sniffing a cock or sucking it, while being fucked and fucking. 10. I was introduced to marijuana by another boy in 8th grade. We smoked in the woods at first. The first time I went home and masturbated while (barely) high. The second time we masturbated together in the woods. I watched his cock, he was cut like me. He was more mature than me and had more hair and a bigger cock. I watched him and I came first. He probably only lasted a minute or two being stoned. I went to his house to smoke and we masturbated together a few times more but that was it, no other sex. I did masturbate while stoned in high school but only sometimes, it was too quick. I liked to smoke, read porno for as long as I could, jerk off, and then clean up and eat to kill off the high. I could time it out but I preferred masturbating not being high as I could string together my fantasies and not be just getting off on sensations and coming too fast. 11. I got "seduced" by a tennis coach when I was fourteen. It sounds like a great fantasy but he just took me to his apartment, I jerked him and sucked him twice. He jerked me off. It was a one-time event. What I remember most was his apartment was a mess! I babysat for a couple with two kids one Saturday night and the husband that I sat for drove me home. I didn't want to babysit that far from my neighborhood and I had a bad feeling about it but I did it because another couple recommended me and I didn't want to offend them; they said that this other couple had trouble getting a sitter. In the car ride home this man asked me about my masturbating and said I must've done it when I was babysitting in his house that night (I didn't) and that he would tell my parents and I would get in big trouble with the police if I didn't do what he told me. He was obviously pressed for time to get back home so he pressured me hard. I was scared of this guy as I thought he might hit me. He had me take my cock out and I couldn't have been more limp. He didn't have time for me and he pulled over in a parking area and had me take his cock out and handle it. He got hard and he told me to suck it. He shoved me down on his smelly cock and I sucked him. He held my head down and then, when he got close, he shoved his hips up and I banged my head on the steering wheel a few times as he pumped his load in my mouth. He made me swallow it and threatened me if I got any on his pants. He drove me for a couple more minutes to my house, threatening again to tell on me while I tried to clean up as best I could. I was scared that my parents would see come on my flushed face. The man said nothing, gave me a $20 bill (I was owed about $11.50). I jumped out of the car and gathered myself quickly and remembered to zip up my pants before I went in my front door. I was scared of this guy showing up again for about six months to a year. Even at fourteen I knew it would've been a big to do if my parents found out and it would have ruined my life at home so I said nothing. No wonder they had trouble getting sitters! I could write more but that's enough for now." 168. Chris "I used to pull on my balls as a kid, pretty hard too. It felt good pulling my sack, I didn't have much in the way of balls at eight years old. It hurt but was like scratching an itch, satisfying. I did get boners but they were just a distraction, I could make it jump with my muscles but I didn't jerk it. That came much later." (short conversation) 169. Casey "First sex I had was with my brother. I was around nine and he was thirteen. I had seen him naked over years and he had seen me. We were home alone and he wanted to jerk off to porn on the computer. I knew that jerking my cock felt good but I didn't have orgasms at nine. Me and him got our cocks out and jerked. I pulled my shorts down and jerked while he watched. I wouldn't stay hard at that age when I stopped jerking my cock, it went right down. He sat in a chair with his jeans open and his cock stayed hard. He wanted me to suck him and I didn't want to but he said he would suck me first. He did and it made me feel ticklish. It was fun doing sex with my brother but it wasn't like later when my hormones hit. He got me to suck him. I went down on my knees and I looked at his straight, hard cock and his hair and after a few seconds I sucked. I went up and down and it tasted a little gamy and it was strange to have his hard knob in my mouth. I sucked for about twenty or thirty seconds before I quit it. He jerked himself to a come, not much. It was the first time I saw this. Next sex was when I was twelve with a boy I knew, Matty. We were at his house in shorts or maybe pool trunks and sitting around in his basement. He showed me that he had a boner and without saying anything he took off his trunks and started jerking. I did too. Matty was a little chubby and he had a little chubby! He was a hairless three inches. My cock was a skinny four, maybe. He jerked and I could tell he had an orgasm because of the way his face looked. His muscles tightened under his tummy fat too. I didn't see any come but he was looking as if he had some when he pulled his skin back. I jerked but didn't get an orgasm. That was the only time I did it with him. It just happened and we never talked about it ever again. It was right after this that I started getting horny. I was still twelve but I started squeezing my legs and getting boners. I would dance around like crazy and swing my dick and balls. I would go to the woods and pull my shorts down and jerk. It wasn't a few weeks before I got a pulsing feeling and some clear fluid. I'd jerk for a good half hour holding off my cum. I started getting taller, still skinny, and I got some hair on my balls first and then on my upper lip. By thirteen I shot up about six inches in height and got acne and hair on my legs. There was another boy I saw at twelve and he had hairy legs and I thought it was strange but now I checked to see how much hair I grew all the time. My dad told me the facts of life and I just listened because I was a little embarrassed but I figured out he knew my brother did it and he let me know without being too obvious that it was okay for me to jerk off in private. I couldn't keep my cock down at twelve and thirteen. I got boners all the time and had to try and hide them which wasn't easy as I have a long dick. I remember having to stand up in sixth grade at my desk and say something and I had a completely hard boner sticking up. I tried to hide it with my shirt but it didn't work. I said what I had to say as quick as I could and then sat down. I could tell my teacher noticed. At thirteen I had a friend and we jerked off sometimes. He was a Catholic and talked about sex and he wanted to jerk with me but then he would get all religious and say he wasn't going to do it anymore. He was real tall and he had a long dick like mine but thicker. I was six inches long at thirteen. I saw guys naked in the showers in high school but I never had any homosexual contact after middle school. I looked some in the locker room and saw guys looking at mine. I guess the interest was there but we were too old to say anything. I thought about doing something but I know I am not gay so I don't think I would have the nerve to ask now." 170. David "Here are my earliest two memories. I was told very early (age 5?) by my mother that I shouldn't "touch my willy" and that it was one of the worst sins imaginable. I could only touch it to use the toilet and wash in the bath. I believed this (!) for the longest time and I managed to avoid any boy sex play until I was eleven years old. A boy that I played sport with, Roger, asked me if I ever played with my "root" and, after an inferential pause, I actually told him that I didn't because it was sinful. He said that that was a lie and he would show me what to do. We were in sitting about and, being summer, we were attired for the weather. Roger pulled aside his shorts and pants and proceeded to manipulate his penis until it stood out of the leg opening half hard. I could see his hairless, immature scrotum clearly, as well. Then, Roger pulled his elastic waistbands down and began stroking his penis to a full erection all the while describing how one should "have a go." I have the image of his spiky, pale white erection and its obscenely red tip appearing and disappearing in my mind's eye to this day. I didn't follow Roger's example then and he put it away after less than a minute. His lesson wasn't lost on me and I put his instruction into practice and found I enjoyed the sensations, both physical and psychological; I wasn't attaining a climax at this age but loved the naughty feeling. This led to bath time activities which involved handling my penis and, naughtiest of all, putting a soapy finger in my bum hole. I feared being caught at these activities, I daren't become erect, and suffered shame thinking on my "habit." My second memory was slipping into my mother's nylon pantyhose. I found them hanging to dry and I closed the door and tried them on, first in my pants and then stark naked. This gave me a marvelously hard erection and set my masturbatory habits until I began producing semen." All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2018.