Date: Tue, 16 Mar 2010 03:02:12 EDT
From: Buontempi@aol.com
Subject: Most Turned Me On

I guess I always knew that I was different then most boys.  I really wanted
to accept it but i was too afraid.  Times were very different then in the
early fifties.

I remember in the first grade asking to go downstairs to the bathroom where
there was this long black slate wall with a trough.  There was a long pipe
with holes every six inches or so that would drip water down the wall into
the trough.  That was our urinal and I wanted to go there to see if any
other boy was taking a piss so that I could see his prick.  That is what
the school boys called.  I was around seven year old at the time.

Later, when I was around ten years old I got a paper route with a route of
forty-four.  I did the morning Journal and the Evening Bulletin.  In the
morning there was this handsome Irish kid, I am Italian.  We started
horsing around one day and that led to us trying to grab each others cock
through our jeans.  We would go so far as to get between the Lilac bushes
and the back of the market.  There was just enough room for the both of us
to hide in there.  We never had enough time because papers would be
delivered for us to run our route.  He came from several blocks away and
went to a different school. I remember feeling the outline of his cock, it
felt so, so good.  We did this without talking about it and we both got
hard-ons.  I could see lust in his eyes and I am sure that he saw the lust
in mine.  But this was the fifties and we couldn't take it further.  We
just went home and jerked ourself off to satisfaction, at least I did. His
name was Richard


I have several older brothers and my father died when I was young.  But
none of them told me about sex I just did what my body told me and that was
to hump the pillow and jerk off as much as I could without getting caught.
It felt so good thinking about Richard and other school chums that never
suspected my lust for them.  And there were so many of them, Pete, Bobby,
Billy, Anthony, David, Johnny, Pauly, Joey, and so many more.  All before I
was fourteen.

To make matters worse for me, I was an Altar Boy at the local Catholic
Parish. I loved the church and even wanted to be a priest, but I had this
deep dark secret so I knew that that could never be for me.

I had this burning desire within me that never let up.  I wanted to be with
a boy but I didn't know anything more that humping and jerking off.  Seeing
a bulge in a boys crotch gave me an instant boner.  One early evening I was
with a neighbor and his cousin.  I had secretly had an enormous crush on
his cousin Pete.  This night Bobby and I left where we were and walked out
into parking lot behind a car and into a small lot with high grass.  Bobby
started to ask me if I knew anything about sex so I told him that I jerked
off.  He acted surprised and asked me how I did it.  He said he didn't
believe me.  I told him that I had a hard on right then and he asked to see
it.  I told him to go first and he did he was uncut like me but his prick
was small around four inches, maybe four and a half.  I then took mine out
and he said wow its almost as big as Petes.  I was around seven inches
then, I later grew to over eight.  But Pete's was bigger, I suspect it grew
to nine or more.  After that Bobby would get some porno magazines from his
uncles stash and he and I would jerk off at night in his back yard under
the bushes or in the back of my yard watching the lady across the street
taking a shower.  She never closed the shade.  Bobby would never cum when
we jerked off because he felt it wasn't a sin if he didn't cum.  So I would
have to watt until I got home and went to the bathroom to relieve myself.
There were so many people in my house so they never suspected why I quickly
went right to the bathroom as soon as I got in.  They were all doing there
own thing.

Pete and I use to love to wrestle.  he was the perfect boy.  Handsome,
great hair, beautiful full lips, good sports ability unlike me.  He had a
wide circle of friends and had girls competing for his favor.  Pete, Bob,
and I would walk several blocks at night to visit his current girlfriend.
All the time I was wishing I would be his love interest.  But I knew he was
straight so I was very careful around him. One night though we were in
front of his house wrestling, it was dark.  He got on top of me and put his
leg between mine and pressed his crotch against mine and pinned me down.
He stayed there for longer than was necessary and I got hard.  I flipped
over and did the same to him.  Man, it felt so good.  I knew nothing anal
sex but I wanted his cock right up inside my belly.  At that moment I was
wishing that I was a girl so that I could feel his prick inside me.  But my
frustration continued because the back door to his house opened and his
brothers came out.  We quickly continued wrestling with his brothers
cheering him on.  Nothing like that ever happened again between us.

In Junior high there was this slightly older boy that lived on my street,
David.  At that time we were all going through puberty, in fact most of us
were there for a year or two.  David took the same gym class and in the
locker room there was always horseplay.  One day I was a couple of rows
down in the locker room and I heard David say "anyone want this seven
inches" .  I found an excuse to go to his row and saw his beautiful uncut
cock hanging between his legs.  He wasn't hard, of course. but it was
beautiful and his balls were too.  David was French, English and his body
was creamy white with a wonderful blond bush all around his prick.  That
night I went home and jerked off three times thinking about that scene.


I am not a writer but these are the early years of my life.  If anyone is
interested I will continue.