Two Cities, Worlds Apart
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We lived in the city back then, with my Mom, little brother David, age 10 (Apr. 30, 1956) and little sister Lisa, age 9 (April 7, 1957). I'm Michael, I was the oldest, I was 11 (March 7th 1955). We lived in a really tough neighborhood. It wasn't any fun living there. Mom couldn't let us go out, especially at night with all the gang members hanging out on our street. There were lots of fights and even one murder.
My dad took off shortly after I was born, so I have no memory of him at all. I have vague memories of David's dad, he was around for a few years after David and Lisa was born. Mom let him believe he was Lisa's dad too. But eventually he found out that wasn't true and that's when he left. We would never know who Lisa's dad was, Mom had confessed that Lisa was the product of an outdoor concert.
April & Oct 1966
Just before I turned 11, Mom signed me up for my church's youth program for boys, which is similar to the Boy Scouts. We had a real basic uniform that was just a shirt. We worked on different kinds of badges. Joining the youth group was a pretty good escape, I got to leave the house and have a safer place to play and hang out with kids around my age and best of all, got to go on an occasional campout in the woods.
My very first campout was the spring retreat. Since it was our first camp, all of us new kids got to sleep in the lodge where the adults stayed. They had a nice setup. The kitchen was just off the main room which doubled as a dining hall and the adult's lounge. There was lots of room with couches and furniture around a large fireplace against one wall. The adults slept in the bunk room and the rest of us new kids slept on mattresses on the floor of the loft.
The fall retreat was my second campout. As a now "experienced camper", and having earned my first rank advancement I was in a group of 6 boys. Each group got their own small cabin. Our group leader was Robert and Jesse was his assistant. They were the two oldest boys both about 14 years old. As we were going to bed Friday night I noticed Robert and Jesse stripped and climbed in bed. As I was getting ready, one of them started kidding me about my superman pajamas. He said, you know, real men don't wear anything, like us! So wanting to be a real man like them, I took my pajamas off while under the covers and dropped them beside the bed on the floor.
That was the first time I ever slept naked, at least that I could remember. I actually found it kind of fun, maybe because it felt a little naughty. I certainly couldn't sleep naked in our apartment with my mom and sister in the next room or my little brother just a few feet away.
I don't mean nudity was frowned on. There was just no reason to be naked other than the process of getting ready for bed, or getting dressed in the morning. My brother, sister and I bathed together on bath night, Tuesday and Saturday. We had been doing it that way for as long as I can remember. Mom would round us all up into the tub and make sure we got clean. When I turned 8, she said that I was now in charge and it was my job to make sure everyone got clean. It was fun because mostly all we did was play in the water. Mom would only look in on us when we got too noisy or splashed out too much water.
Saturday morning brought a normal day at camp. After devotions, breakfast in the lodge dining hall, then archery, we played some dumb games, had lunch, went on a nature scavenger hunt, worked on a couple different badges, you know typical camp stuff. After dinner and campfire, we all went back to our cabins. On arrival, Robert, announced it was time for showers. The cabin's main room had 8 single beds. The restroom was at the back with the shower room with 3 shower heads off to one side. Robert and Jesse were quick to take off their clothes, grab their towels, shampoo and soap, and stand there encouraging the rest of us to hurry up and grab our towels, but not to bother with soap or shampoo as they had have enough for everyone. We all crowded into the shower room.
The two middle aged boys, Eddie and Rick, had done this before and knew what to do so they went first. At the first shower head, you got all wet. The middle head was left turned off, and there, Robert and Jesse helped you get soaped up. They started at the top with shampoo getting your hair all soapy and move to your face with the bar soap. Then it was "Arms up" and you would stand there with your legs spread and your arms up over your head. With both of their hands soapy, they would move up and down each of your arms. They like to tickle your underarms to get a laugh out of you. One would do your front side, chest, stomach, and between your legs making sure your `equipment' got clean. At the same time, the other did your back and butt. Then down between the cheeks and in between your legs. I couldn't see everything, while waiting my turn. Legs and feet were next, then off to the third shower head to rinse off.
I was next and stood facing Robert. He started with my face, while Jesse did my hair. "Arms Up" and I assumed the position. Robert continued with the soap and one arm then my chest and stomach and my dick and balls. Robert ran the soap over my back butt, then using only his soapy hand he went down my butt crack and between my legs. I thought he accidently pushed up a little too hard as his finger actually went in my butt-hole a little. But I will have to admit, it felt kinda good when he did that. They each did one leg and foot, then pushed me under the spray to get the soap off.
As I rinsed, Marco, the other boy my age was the next washee. Then they got to his uncircumcised dick, Jesse asked him if he knew how to clean an uncircumcised penis properly. Marco didn't know what he meant, so Jesse, who was also uncircumcised, gently pulled back the foreskin and showed him how it was done. I watched this closely as my brother was also uncircumcised.
I was thinking, why someone hadn't already shown Marco how to do that. Heck, why hadn't my mom showed me how to do that for David?
One of the things I noticed during the shower was how large Robert's and Jesse's penises got. They didn't start out that big, but while working on us, they became longer, and harder. They must have been 5 inches long! And instead of hanging down, they stood up, pointing at the ceiling. They were also bigger around. My penis did that too sometimes, but it wasn't that big.
When Marco was all rinsed, we grabbed our towels and dried off while walking back into the main room. Robert and Jesse didn't follow us. They each went into a toilet stall. I asked Marco why he didn't already know about cleaning his penis and he said he really did, but he just wanted to see how Jesse would do it and how good it would feel to have someone else handle his dick. When Robert and Jesse came in the bunk area a couple minutes later, their penises had gone back to their normal size and were hanging down.
That night I noticed everyone got into bed without pajamas, even Marco, who slept in his underwear on Friday. Eddie and Rick had slept that way Friday night too, I just didn't notice because I was in the bathroom when they got in bed. But I saw them naked when they walked by my bed on their way to the sinks for teeth brushing in the morning.
So after only my second campout, I had learned something really useful. How to efficiently run several people through the shower! When I get home, I will be able to use what I learned when I bathed my brother and sister, just have to adapt to a tub instead of a shower.
Oct 1966
Tuesday and Saturday nights was our bath nights. So the very
next Tuesday after the campout was the first time I got to use my new found
skills.
Mom announced it was bath time and we went to our rooms to take off our clothes
and make our way to the bathroom. I told David and Lisa that we were going to
do things a little different. I stood outside the tub and ordered them to get
in. I had David, get under the water to get all wet then had them change
places.
I shampooed David's hair and washed his face, then commanded: "Arms Up" and showed David how to stand and hold up his arms. While he was standing there, Mom even poked her head in the door to see what "Arms Up" was all about. I was soaping up his back when she did and thought it was cute and left. When I did the part down between the cheeks to between his legs, I did the little extra push and was surprised how easily my finger went just a little up inside his butt. He didn't jump or anything, so I did it again. He liked it cause after the second time he spread his feet a little wider. I did it a couple more times. Turning him so I could work on his front side, I realized my penis was doing that pointing toward the ceiling thing and it kind of tingled. When I got down to David's little uncircumcised dick, I really had to take notice.
This was the first time I had ever really looked at his penis. I mean I had seen his penis plenty of times, every Tuesday and Saturday in the tub and plenty of time in the bedroom, but this was the first time I ever really looked at it. I could see the skin that extended down over the end of his knob. I now realized that all along, we had not been properly cleaning his penis. In fact, tonight was the first time I ever cleaned or even touched his penis on purpose. Before this, I just ignored "down there". It got cleaned by just sitting in the water.
So I did exactly what Jesse did and pulled the skin back with one hand and used my soapy fingers of my other hand to rub around the knob of his penis. I was thinking his penis is so tiny compared to Robert and Jesse's. As I was cleaning it, I realized his penis was getting harder too. It was sticking straight out, I'm sure he liked it, the whole time he was looking at me and smiling.
I had David and Lisa trade places again so David could rinse off and I could work on Lisa. I did her hair, face and arms. To keep David involved I had him get her front side soapy while I did her back and down between the cheeks to the anus where the same pressure allowed my finger to slip just in her as well. I turned her toward me and took over from David to do her chest and tummy, and her, ah, `down there' area. But wait, there's no penis. Again, this was the first time I was really paying attention to her `down there' area. It's totally different. Where a penis could have been, there was some mound of skin with a slot in it. I had her sit on the edge of the tub and spread her legs as far apart as possible revealing something I had never really seen before. I knew that girls didn't have a penis since they had to sit down to pee, and I helped changed her diapers several years ago, but I had never looked closely at her plumbing. The slot ran back between her legs with puffy skin on either side. There were two holes, one about halfway down that I knew she peed from and a second opening further down that I wasn't sure what it was for. So with my hand all soapy I ran it down from her belly button all the way to the second hole. I rubbed around the area with my fingers to clean the whole area. That seemed to work.
I told them that my turn was next and got down on my knees so they could reach my hair. Both of them had great fun washing my hair. David did most of it and Lisa rinsed it with the hose. I stood back up and had them use the soap on my front and back. They each did one arm, then David did my back while Lisa did my front. When David got to my behind, he put pressure on my butt and pushed his whole finger in (that actually felt really great). Lisa did a great job and rubbed the soap all over and around my penis and between my legs. They each did one leg and I rinsed off. We were done.
We had a new method for bath night!
The new bath night method worked well for the next several months. Somewhere along the way I convinced my mom that there wasn't enough room in the tub for all three of us. So Mom started giving Lisa a bath first. Then turning it over to David and I. She stopped looking in on us, she was busy with Lisa and she closed the bathroom door cause we were being noisy laughing and giggling.
With just the two of us now, it was easier. We started experimenting with ways to do things differently. I added a new command "Bend" which meant to keep your feet apart and bend over putting your hands on the edge of the tub. This opened up his butt crack and I would clean around his hole with a soapy finger, then move to the center and push it all the way in his butt multiple times. I told him I was scrubbing the inside and helping prevent skid marks in his underpants. He liked it, and better yet, I liked it, when it was my turn. I really like the feeling of his finger in my hole and if my penis wasn't already hard, it was when he got done with me.
The playing with our penises also evolved. I would still do his foreskin cleaning and penis cleaning, but he quickly tired of me rubbing up and down his penis too long or very hard. On the other hand I was getting him to really hold onto my penis with his soapy hand and use the same up and down motion. One day I experience a feeling that I had never felt before. As he was rubbing my penis I was feeling a build-up of excitement, then all the muscles around my penis tightened, then suddenly there was like a gush of wonderful feelings around my penis and everything just let go and relaxed. I had no idea what that was, but I really liked it. I found that I could repeat that feeling by rubbing my penis myself. From that night on, I did it at least once a day, some days more. I learned later that I was having a dry orgasm or a climax.
David and I shared a bedroom. We had twin beds that were just a couple feet apart. After my campout I stopped wearing pajamas and just wore underwear to bed. As soon as I got in bed I would take them off and I would put them back on before getting up so mom wouldn't see me. On weekend mornings, since we couldn't go outside with all the gang activity, when we were both awake I would get David to get in bed with me. But first he had to remove his pajamas. Under the covers we would experiment with different ways to play with each other. I would have him do things to me and then I would do the same thing to him. The thing David seemed to enjoy most was putting stuff in our butts. We started just using our fingers, but we tried lots of different things, my hairbrush handle, a carrot, a candle, a small tube of first aid cream, a bottle of hotel shampoo, except we almost lost that one when it nearly slipped inside David's butt. Eventually we settled on a medium size felt marker that had a round end. With a little spit on it, he or I could slip it right in each other. He would always ask for me to "Put the pen in." I found that if he massaged my penis while the pen was in my butt, I got a quicker, more intense climax. We could play like this for an hour. Mom was just happy that we weren't up bugging her. In an hour I could get David to bring me to a climax 2 or 3 times.
April 1967
In the spring, I went on my third church campout. I had turned 12 just a month before. Eddie and Rick couldn't go for some reason, leaving only Robert, Jesse, Marco and Me.
Our campouts were all very similar. Same location and we were assigned the same cabin, this time just the four of us. I was looking forward to Friday night and being able to sleep in the nude. Bedtime rolled around and sure enough, all of us stripped off our clothes and crawled into bed.
Saturday was the same kind of activities, different badges to work on and different activities, but similar to the fall camp. Heading back to our cabin after campfire Marco and I both knew what was next. As soon as we got there, Robert announced it was time for showers. Just like in the fall we went to the shower room, except it wasn't as crowded with just four of us.
Instead of running us through in a line, Robert took me and Jesse took Marco under one of the shower heads. My penis was pointing towards the ceiling as soon as we got to the water. We followed a similar process, Robert started with my hair then I did Roberts hair for him.
Robert soaped up my backside and as he started down between my cheeks, I spread my legs a little farther apart and I bent over a little at the waist like David and I would in the bathtub. He picked up on that and when he came to my butt-hole, his finger went well up inside me. I turned my head toward him and softly said, "Leave it in there while you do the front." He turned me slightly so his right hand could reach my front while his finger on his left hand wiggled around in my butt. My penis was already still stiff and when he started cleaning it, I told him to rub it really fast. He knew exactly what I wanted and he expertly did, bringing me to a climax right there in front of everyone. It was one of the best I had ever felt. Like a 5 second explosion of the most intense feelings all releasing at the same time. Jesse was finishing up with Marco. Again Marco let Jesse clean his penis by pulling back on the skin at the end. Marco's penis was hard too. And after washing the tip, Jesse began rubbing his penis up and down too. I could tell Marco had a climax too, you could see his body get all tensed up and then suddenly relax just like mine.
They told us to rinse off and wait on our beds for them to finish up. After rinsing off all the soap, we grabbed our towels and headed for the main room. Robert had assigned Marco to a bed near the front wall and me to a bed near the restroom. They took beds between us. This time Robert and Marco didn't head toward the toilets, but came out to their beds with their penises still as hard as ever.
Robert then told us that tonight would be out initiation into group 4. The initiation would start with me giving a massage to Robert and Marco would give one to Jesse. Well that sounded easy enough. They laid on their bunks face down and told us to climb on top. We sat on top of them and massaged from their necks all the way down to the small of their backs, all while sitting on their butts. After about 20 minutes or so our arms and hands were so tired, we couldn't massage any more. They let us to stop and go to bed. But they told us the initiation isn't over. There will be more, later.
We went to our beds, climbed in and I drifted off to sleep.
Next thing I know a blanket was over my head and I was told to face downward. I rolled over. Robert explained that it was their turn to massage us, Robert sat on top of me and I assumed Jesse was on top of Marco. I realized that the blanket was actually the sheet and blanket from my bed. Robert had pulled out the bottom and thrown it up over me, exposing my entire backside. He began by straddling me sitting on my naked butt, his dick resting in the crack of my butt. He massaged my upper back and neck as he moved down toward my middle and lower back. He scooted lower, down on to the backs of my legs. Shifting his weight to the side, he told me to spread my legs. I did, and he put his knees between my legs and pushed them farther apart. He then massaged my lower back and butt area (the buttocks he called them). As he reached the end of my spine. He stopped, but didn't get off. He was doing something, but I couldn't tell what, there was still a blanket over my head. He started massaging again, starting on my buttocks. He took extra time on my butt doing circles with his hands. Each circle would pull the cheeks apart exposing and stretching my butt-hole. Using one hand he spread the cheeks apart and he said "I'm going to massage your anus" and he inserted one of the fingers of his other hand. And not just the tip this time, he put his whole finger in me. He slid it in and out several times before he pulled it out and continued massaging working up my body. As he was kneeling between my legs, he had to lean over me to reach my neck and shoulders. When he leaned far enough, I could feel something poking me in my butt. But his hands were both on my shoulders. It was warm, but firm like a stick. He laid on top of me, covering my body with his. The thing poking me was now laying all the way along my butt crack. I realized it was his penis, and it was really hard!
He finally pushed the blanket up off my head. He spoke very softly. "Do you like what I'm doing?"
I said. "Yes, I really like it and it feels great."
"Did you like it when I massaged your anus with my finger?"
"Yes!"
"Do you want me to go further?"
I had no idea what he meant but replied "I'm ready for more."
He said, "Instead of just one finger, I'm going to use two.
Two fingers are a lot bigger than one. "You sure they'll both fit?
"Sure, your anus is real stretchy, it won't be a problem and I'll take it real slow so you can get used to it."
He got up off me and sat back, his knees still between my legs. Without the blanket and his weight on me I could lift my head and turned looking back at him. He had a jar. He dipped his first two fingers in and came out with some clear goo. He told me this is what he used when he put his finger in the previous time. He held up the jar. It said Vaseline on it. He said it will make anything slippery. Using his fingers he put some of the stuff directly on my butt-hole. It felt gooey. I laid back down as he pushed his finger into me again. It just slipped right in, just as it did the previous time. His finger was a perfect fit in my butt and it felt really good. He pulled it almost all the way out. As he pushed in again, I could feel more pressure. He was putting in two fingers. He did it very slowly, just a little at a time, and he asked me if it hurt.
"No, it doesn't hurt but it is really tight. So he did the in and out thing, now with two fingers instead of one. In and out, very slowly, over and over. As it got easier, he would rotate his fingers in me and he increased the speed. Every once in a while, he would stop and try to spread his fingers apart. Then he would go back to pushing them in and out, until it didn't feel tight any more.
He said "Feel how this has gotten easier? This is how you stretch an anus. You want me to go to the next step?"
I had no idea what the next step was, so I asked, "What's next?"
His answer was, "I think you're ready for my dick."
Realizing he was about to put that huge penis of his in my butt, I said something about I wasn't so sure it would fit. He assured me and said, "Fit's not a problem, your anus is all stretched, you're ready for me and I'll put Vaseline all over it before I put it in. I would never hurt you, you're my friend."
Well I said, "OK, as long as it isn't going to hurt."
Wait, I was his friend! I had a friend who was 15! This was a great weekend.
"Ok, let's do it."
He removed his fingers. I picked my head up and looked back. He wiped his hands on his bath towel. He picked up the Vaseline jar again, and I could see what looked like he was applying it to himself, but I really couldn't see anything because everything was below where I could see. He had another dab on his finger and he spread it around my anus.
I really wanted to see his penis before it slid into me, but I couldn't see it. Using both hands he pulled my cheeks apart. I laid back down. He leaned forward and put his penis against the stretched opening of my anus. He put one hand on each cheek and moved them inward then outward, I could feel his penis touching my butt in between my cheeks. He began slowly pushing his penis in while continuing spreading my cheeks, the head of his penis slid gently into my anus. It wasn't the least bit uncomfortable. In fact it was the opposite. It felt really good. It was like filling me up. My own penis under me was as hard as his. He moved his hands up near my shoulders, one on each side. He leaned further forward, his penis pushing farther in. As he laid himself directly on my back, his entire penis slid fully inside me. And I loved the feeling.
He was moving his penis in and out of my butt but his chest was still flat on my back. I couldn't see anything with him laying on top of me. I could feel his stomach coming up off my butt and then back down. He would pull out and push back in slowly. Each time his penis would come nearly all the way out, but not quite, then he pushed it all the way back in.
I glanced over at Marco's bed at the other end of the room. Jesse was in the same position as Robert. His butt was going up and down too, but a lot faster, pushing down on top of Marco. I imagined that what I was seeing was exactly what was happening to me.
Robert's breathing changed and he began making some soft noises, like panting. His breathing became heavy and faster. He was sliding in and out faster. The gentle pushing became more of a slamming down harder and harder as if he was trying to push his penis in even further. At one point his penis came all the way out and went down between my legs. He had to stop and guide it back in with his hand. More pushing and pulling, faster and faster. I could tell he was getting very excited. I could feel his muscles becoming tense. His panting noises were getting a little louder and closer together. He raised his chest off me and pushed himself in as far as he could and he let out a long "Ooooooooh." The pushing stopped. I knew he had just climaxed. He pulled it out real slow and pushed back in a couple more times, then just laid there on my back with his penis in me.
It wasn't very long, maybe 30 seconds, and he pushed himself up with his hands and knees pulling his now much softer penis out of me and rolling over on his side next to me. I rolled over onto my back and sat up. His penis was laying on this lower leg almost back to its normal soft state, but it looked strange. It was in a plastic sleeve. I asked that that was and he explained that it was a condom and he had put it on when he had stopped for a minute in the middle of my massage. He looked down at my very hard little penis, and said "Want me to do you again? Like in the shower?" I hoped I knew what that meant and said "Yes". He laid there next to me the bed, reached over gripped my penis with his thumb and two fingers. A firm grasp and a little up and down rubbing and I climaxed for the second time that night.
He removed the condom and I could see there was white fluid in it. "What's that?" Jesse and Marco were just joining us on the bed next to us. Robert showed it to Marco and me and explained about semen and sperm and how they combined inside the body and how it was released from the body through the penis. He called it an ejaculation and explained how it was part of how babies were made. Jesse ask Marco where his condom was and Marco said he didn't use one. "Then where's your ejaculation?"
Jesse laughed a little and said "Ejaculation is the action of expelling the semen. What you ejaculate is semen. And my semen is up inside your butt."
Then I asked why I didn't have an ejaculation when I climax. He told me that doesn't happen till you begin puberty and your body begins to produce sperm. I must still be too young for that to happen. Marco asked what puberty was and Jesse explained about how your body changes and hair grows like where they had hair around their penises and we didn't. We continued to talk for well into the night. Marco and I had lots of questions and Robert and Jesse knew all the answers.
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All these years later, I can still see that picture in my head. Four naked guys sitting on two beds having the "sex talk". I learned a lot about sex that night.
I learned lots of different names for a penis. Some I already knew from school.
I learned the in and out motion was pelvic thrusts.
The pelvis was basically the area around your hips.
When your penis got hard, it was called an erection, a hard-on, a rod, a stiffy or any of several other names and when it got soft it was flaccid or limp. You could insult someone by calling him a limp-dick.
Rubbing your penis to a climax or to an ejaculation is called masturbating, jacking off, or beating you meat.
When you have a climax it is also called an orgasm, cuming, or blowing your wad.
Before you ejaculate the muscles in your body with tighten up and your body will twitch around. These are called involuntary movements and you couldn't stop them if you wanted to.
Taking a penis in your mouth is a blow job, even though you don't blow, you actually suck. That part I didn't understand.
Your nut sack is actually a scrotum, and your nuts are testicles. They showed us their scrotums and let us feel the testicles inside. Their testicles were WAY bigger than ours.
Sperm comes from your testicles.
Semen comes from your prostate and some other glands which are located somewhere up inside you.
If you ejaculate while asleep it's called a nocturnal emission or a wet dream.
They explained how girls got pregnant.
Putting your penis in a girl's vagina is sexual intercourse, fucking, balling or having sex.
Sleeping with a girl doesn't mean you got any sleep it meant you were fucking her.
A boy or a girl who had never had sex is a virgin.
Putting your penis in a girl for her first time was popping her cherry because she might bleed a little.
Putting your finger in her was finger fucking.
Putting your penis in someone's butt was anal sex.
The opening to a person's butt is the anus (I knew that one).
I also learned that the lower hole between my sister's legs is called a vagina and that's where babies come out. It's also called a pussy, a cunt and a few other names.
All good information. I think we talked till 2AM.
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Robert warned us that we shouldn't talk about any of this during the day around camp, or even back home. This was our cabin #4 secret. Marco and I had passed our initiation.
While this certainly is considered a sexual encounter, Robert did have sex with me. But I don't count it as me "having sex". That happened for me about a year later.
A couple of weeks after the spring retreat, at our weekly group meeting, it was announced that our group 4 was going to merge into two of the other groups. Me and Marco went to group 3, Eddie and Rick into group 1. Robert and Jesse had quit the church when they joined the local gang. I still saw them occasionally around the neighborhood on my way home from school.
July 1967
As I mentioned earlier, life in the neighborhood was not easy. My mom was constantly being harassed. The gang members would call her names, grab her as they walked by, or knock things out of her hands, just to be mean.
But now, I had two friends in the gang and I was going to see if they could help.
Walking past the drug store, I spotted Robert and Jesse hanging out front. I stopped and asked them if I could get them to do me a favor. They looked at each other and suggested we go to Jesse's house which was close by to discuss it.
When we got to Jesse's, his mom was home so we went up to his bedroom.
Robert asked what I needed. I explained the situation with my mom and the gang members and that I would like them to get the other guys to lay off. They thought about it for a minute and asked "What's in it for us?"
I hadn't thought out that part and didn't know what to say. After an awkward pause, I apologized and said I didn't have anything to trade.
Jesse said "Sure you do. Take off your clothes and lay on the bed.
"Now?"
"Sure, you do this and we'll consider your request"
So as I was unbuttoning my shirt, Jesse reached into one of the drawers of his desk and pulled out his jar of Vaseline.
I finished undressing and laid on the bed face down with my legs spread apart. Jesse removed his clothes and put some Vaseline on his penis, and some on my anus. He kneeled between my legs and pressed his finger into my butt. He pushed it in and pulled it out a few times, then wiped his hand on a towel, and began leaning in.
"Is that all you're going to stretch me?"
"That's enough. It's going to be tight but as long as you relax your muscles, it will go in without too much pain."
He leaned in again, but I couldn't relax. He pushed against me and it started to hurt and I cried out.
Robert intervened. Jesse pulled back and Robert helped me relax. He put a finger in my anus and massaged it gently telling me to relax the muscle. He had me try to squeeze his finger with my anus as hard as I could, then relax. We did this several times and each time I was able to relax my anus.
Jesse leaned in again and began penetration, but I tensed up again. He whispered "relax" in my ear. I tightened my butt muscles and as I relaxed his penis slipped in. It was really tight, and it really didn't hurt it was just very uncomfortable. He began slow thrusts and after a minute or so he began speeding up. My anus had stretched by now and I was able to enjoy having him in me. I could feel him as he delivered his semen in my rectum. He stopped thrusting and laid still.
Robert said "Would you get off so I can have my turn. I looked back and Robert was standing there wearing just a shirt.
Jesse pulled out and stood up. Robert climbed on the bed, leaned in and put his penis immediately in me all the way.
He wrapped his arms around my chest and together he rolled us over so that I was on my back lying on top of Robert's stomach and chest with his penis still in my rectum. He began thrusting. About half way through, he reached up with his right hand and grasped my penis and began masturbating me. It didn't take long for me to dry climax and I could feel Robert ejaculating moments later.
We finished up and Jesse told me that they were just youngest members in the gang. They would have to take my request up the chain of command to their lieutenant. He would be the one who could issue the order to leave my family alone. They told me to come back sometime Wednesday afternoon.
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After lunch Wednesday, I went straight to Jesse's house. I knocked, and Jesse's Mom answered. She said the boys were upstairs and I could go on up.
Robert said there was good and bad news. Their lieutenant, Armando, had agreed to put out the word that my family was to be treated as friends, but he wanted to have sex with me in return.
Well that sounded OK to me, I didn't mind letting these guys have sex with me. The name Armando was familiar. If it was who I was thinking of, he hung out at the apartment building next to mine.
Then they explained the bad news. Armando is 16 and is a lot bigger than either of them, and they suspected his penis was bigger too. And the worst part was he enjoyed his sex on the rough side. There was a good chance it was going to hurt some.
Well that worried me, I wasn't sure if I could handle it.
Jesse went on to explain that they could get me ready for him with a little training and some practice.
So let's get busy and see what it is going to take to get you ready. Take your clothes off and come over here.
Robert already had his Vaseline out and was getting some on his finger. Let's try the relaxation exercises you did Monday. "Jesse, you play Armando." Robert had me lay on the bed and pushed his finger with the Vaseline on it quickly in my anus. "That's about all we will be able to do with Armando here. So remember to relax and here he comes.
Jesse had not put any Vaseline on his penis and immediately leaned in pressing into my anus. He began to push in me and instinctively I tightened up. "Relax" came the reminder. I clinched my anus as tight as I could, then totally relaxed. Jesse's penis forced its way in. There was a sharp pain just as the largest part of his penis pushed through. Almost like my anus was tearing. But as soon as he was in all the way, the pain quickly subsided. Jesse was very aggressively thrusting in me. Harder than he or Robert had ever done before and they said I should expect the same thing from Armando. The hard thrusting didn't bother me at all, it was just the entry that hurt but the rest felt good. Jesse finished up ejaculating in me and pulled out. "You did excellent. But as soon as we put the Vaseline in, you need to clench up real tight. And when Armando starts pushing in, that's when you need to fully relax.
Robert came next with a carrot. He compared it to his own penis, and it was just a little bigger. He had used a peeler and removed the end where the leaves are attached leaving it smooth and round, It even looked a little like a penis. He put a little Vaseline on the big end and tried pushing it in. It was bigger than Jesse's penis and wouldn't go in. Robert pushed harder and it started to hurt, I was trying to relax, but it wasn't enough. He turned the carrot around and started with the smaller end.
"Tell me when it hurts." And he started pushing it in. "Now." I said. But he didn't remove it, he just stopped pushing. "Do your relaxing exercises." "Good. Again. Again." After several times, the carrot was halfway in, he pulled it out and went back to the large end. This time he was able to slip it in without too much pain. You should do this again tonight at home and tomorrow for practice. Don't push it in too far, you'll have a hard time explaining to a doctor why there's a carrot up in your butt.
When I take this out, would you mind if I put my penis in?
I told him, "Sure, go ahead, I like having you in me."
He removed the carrot handing it to Jesse. He leaned in and slipped his penis deep in me, but I could hardly feel him. I knew when he ejaculated, I could feel the warm semen.
Robert pulled up his pants just as Jesse was bringing the carrot back from cleaning it in the bathroom.
"There's one more thing. You know you are our friend, but Friday we will be acting differently. Armando is our boss and we have to speak and act a certain way with him. He expects us to be tough guys. So don't be surprised if we yell at you or act like we aren't friends. It's all a show for Armando. Now get dressed and go home. Don't forget to practice."
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That night, pretending I was tired, I said good night and went to bed at the same time as David. As we were getting undressed I told David that I really needed his help. I told him I had a very special challenge Friday with some of my older friends, and would need his help tonight, Thursday and again Friday morning.
I explained, "By Friday, I needed to be able to put this carrot in my butt by myself. And I can't do it now, because it's just too tight. I need your help training my butt to take it in.
I also took a couple carrots from our kitchen, each one a little smaller than the final one, and a soap scrap from under the bathroom sink. All the carrots were larger than the pen we used.
I had him start with small carrot. I wished I had some Vaseline. I got it slippery with the soap and had David push it in. The carrot went all the way in past my anus. I had him pull it all the way out and push it back in several times till it slid in and out smoothly. Then the medium carrot, more soap, and David pushed it in. This carrot was about the same size as Robert's penis. After several repetitions, I was ready for the large one.
I showed him how to wiggle it in a circular motion as he applied pressure. And how if I said stop, it just meant stop pushing but not to let up on the pressure.
As he did this, I used the relaxation exercises Robert & Jesse taught me. Tighten up then relax, repeat several times keeping up the pressure. Eventually the large carrot slipped all the way in. I had him pull out and push back in several times. The last time, I had him leave it in.
I cleaned up the two smaller vegetables and we both went to bed. After lying there for I don't remember how long, I pulled the large carrot out, and was able to fall asleep.
I had David help me again Thursday morning as soon as we got up, but this time we started with the medium carrot. Again in the afternoon we snuck off to the shed out back. It still took some effort to get the large carrot in, so we did it again Thursday night at bedtime. Friday morning I was able to do it by myself. I was able to push the big carrot in myself with only soap and relaxing techniques. I threw away the two smaller carrots while I was out. I didn't want them somehow ending up in the produce drawer again.
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Friday afternoon, I went into our bathroom. I got some soap on my fingers and sat on the toilet. Using my soapy fingers I started stretching myself. It's hard to do yourself and was only able to get two finger in. When I couldn't stretch any more, I put soap on the big carrot and started pushing it in. A few relaxing exercises and it slipped in. The carrot was about 6 inches long, and I pulled up my underwear tight to keep it from slipping out as I walked. I zipped up my jeans and headed to Jesse's.
It felt really funny walking with a carrot up my butt. I'm sure anyone who saw me walking wondered what was wrong.
Just before reaching Jesse's house there was an alley. I went in the alley behind a dumpster. I unbuttoned my pants, reached in my underwear and pulled out the carrot. I tossed it in the dumpster, buttoned up and walked the ½ block to Jesse's house.
Jesse's mom answered and sent me upstairs.
Walking into the room, Jesse and Robert introduced Armando. "I recognize you. You live in that 1st apartment off 4th St., you got a mom and a little brother and sister."
"I recognize you too. You hang out at the building next door to mine."
"Yeah, that's us. So my guys are bothering your family and you want us to lay off?"
"Yes, please. My mom is afraid to go outside and won't let us go out either."
"Well, in a couple years, you'll be old enough to join us. But for now, you doing me this favor and maybe a few more times later, I'll get the word out that you and your family are friends. Get your clothes off and come over here."
I stripped and walked over to Armando. Jesse came up behind me with some Vaseline on a finger. "He's a little kid, OK if I loosen him up a bit? Without waiting for a response, he reached under my behind and lubed my anus. At the same time he whispered "remember to relax" in my ear.
I tightened every muscle in my butt.
Armando turned me facing the desk then pushed me forcing my chest onto the top of the desk. He picked up my hips so they were on top of the desk. My feet no longer touched the floor. I heard him unbuckle his belt and heard his zipper. I clenched every backside muscle even tighter. I felt his penis start to press into my anus. I relaxed all the muscles and exhaled. His penis slipped in with no effort or pain.
As promised, he was rough. His thrusts were very hard and he kept jamming my legs into the side of the desk. He went on for a couple minutes before he finally ejaculated. His thrusting slowed then finally pulled out. But he kept his hand on the back of my head. Turning to Jesse, he said, "This is your house, come over here and have some of this ass too. Then it's your turn Robert."
Jesse came over and dropped his pants. He stood behind me and entered me. He thrusting was much gentler. Funny thing was, Jesse's penis was larger than Armando's. While he was taking his turn, I heard Armando zip up and buckle his pants. "I got to run. You guys finish up – do whatever you want. You done good kid! I'll put the word out about your family. We'll do this again sometime soon. Remember you owe me a few more times." Armando left and Jesse finished up with a long moan as he ejaculated. He stood there without moving while he penis went back to the soft state, then he pulled out. He helped me off the desk. Both of my thighs we really sore from having them jammed into the edge of the desk as my Armando fucked my butt.
Robert was lying on the bed naked. His erection was pointing toward the ceiling. He told me to come kneel over him with one knee on either side. I sat on him where my butt was just above his knees. "Armando was pretty rough, so I thought I would let you take control. Scoot up till you're over my penis. I scooted till I could feel his penis between my butt crack and the tip was just sticking out under my scrotum. He had me lean forward are raise up on my knees. His penis, without me on it went back up straight. He reached his hands around both sides of my butt and spread my checks apart. "Now, as you sit back down, you control how far and how fast my penis goes in you." It took a couple of attempts to get the alignment just right, but eventually we did and I slowly sat all the way down forcing all of his penis up into me. I just sat there for a minute enjoying the feeling of Robert's penis inside me. I could have enjoyed Armando too, if he had only been a little gentler with me. Robert said, "Whenever you're ready, you can start moving around or up and down. I leaned forward. I could feel his penis slowly pull out. I leaned to the point where it felt like he was about to pull out. Then I slowly leaned back, again slipping his penis back deep inside me. We did this several times over about 3 or 4 minutes. He raised his knees and had me lean back onto his legs. I could feel his penis deep inside me. He reached up and took my penis with his fingers and began masturbating me slowly. It only took a few seconds and I climaxed and what a climax it was! I had my very first ejaculation. My semen went straight up then landed all over my tummy with some dribbling on Jesse's hand. When it was over, I felt like all my energy had been drained from me but I had experienced my very first ejaculation!
Those new feelings gave a whole new meaning to the term orgasm. It was much more intense and the release was like how a volcanic eruption might feel. I guess it was an eruption of sorts.
Robert did a couple more gentle thrusts and seconds later, ejaculated deep inside me. We just stayed like that for another minute. Both of our penises became soft and we finally separated.
Jesse handed me a wet wash cloth and I wiped off my stomach and Robert's fingers. I got up first and reached for my clothes. Robert said I should go to the restroom and try to poop. With three load of semen in there, he didn't want me leaking on the way home.
I did, and he was right. It squirted out like a girl peeing.
By the next morning, I had big purple bruises across both of my thighs. David was the only one who saw and asked about it. I told him I hurt myself at the playground trying to do a chin-up pullover. It was one of the few lies I ever told him.
But I showed him my new ability. I stood over him and masturbated in front of him. I ejaculated in his lap. He tried it, but wasn't successful.
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At dinner a few weeks later, Mom asked if I knew what was going on. She relayed a story of how she was shopping at the fruit market. One of the local punks knocked her bag out of her hand. When she turned toward him, the expression on his face turned to one of total shock. He apologized profusely, helped pick up the fruit, and said he didn't realize that it was me, and even called me, Mrs. B and that I should tell you hello.
I simply explained that Robert and Jesse from the church group were now members of the gang, and since we had been friends while in the church group, they had put in a good word with their boss that we were friends of the gang and were to be left alone.
At the next retreat that fall, we were now members of group 3, Marco and I discovered they did things differently. Like pajamas. They all wore pajamas to bed. The first night at the fall retreat with them was a little awkward. I was about to get in bed naked when I realized everyone else was putting on pajamas. I hadn't even brought any, so I left my underwear. Showering was different too, only three at a time went to the shower room and there was no helping each other.
Armando still wanted his additional favors. About once a month, I would have him come over when mom was out with Lisa and I'd make David hide in the bedroom. I'd put a little soap on my butt and lean over the padded arm of the couch. He'd shove his little dick in my ass, but it didn't hurt at all. I actually liked it, because him pounding my ass made me ejaculate on the floor.
May 1968
It was shortly after my 5th church retreat and I was now 13, when one Friday night, there was a big fight on the street in front of our apartment. Fights weren't unusual, but this time someone pulled out a gun and fired several shots. When it was all over there was a body lying on the front steps of the apartment next door. It was Armando! I was pretty upset as I had never known someone who had been murdered. I knew it had to have something to do with our arrangement. I really wanted out of there. I needed to get out. I knew they were coming back for me.
The adult leader of the youth group was the associate youth minister. We called him Pastor Jim. He was a single guy who really seemed to care about us and he lived a few miles away. He had told us that if we ever needed him, we could call. I called him and started babbling about a murder and them coming for me and I needed to get out. Mom took the phone and explained what was happening. He agreed to help calm the situation and came to picked me up. My mom walked me around the corner because our street was blocked off by the police. When he arrived she told him how happy she was that I could get away from all the chaos. As we drove back to his house I remember crying the whole way. He drove with one hand on the steering wheel and his other arm around me. I was really scared. I just knew the murder had something to do with me and my family.
He only lived about 5 or 6 miles away, but it was like another world. His street was lined with trees in front of single family homes. At his house I immediately began to relax. We watched a TV show. He was sitting in his big chair and I was on the couch. But I didn't stay there for long I went over to him and crawled into his lap to watch the rest of the show. When he went to make popcorn, I went with him. He mentioned that he didn't see be bring a change of clothes, and the ones I was wearing were pretty dirty. It was like yeah, I forgot. Truth was, I didn't have any clean clothes. I only owned two pairs of pants and 4 or 5 shirts. I had been wearing these for several days because there were the cleanest. The laundry machines in our building were broken and Mom hadn't had a chance to get to the laundromat. So we went to the back of the house where he had a washer and dryer in a laundry room. "Give me those clothes" and I gave him my shirt and pants. He made sure the pockets were empty and put them in the washer.
As he was starting the washer up I took off my underpants and handed them to him. Can you wash these too?
He looked down at me and said "Might as well do your socks too."
Now I was standing there completely naked. In a man's house that I only knew from youth group meetings. Yet it felt perfectly normal and was the most natural thing to do. I knew I was completely safe here.
He told me I needed a shower. I hadn't bathed since Tuesday so I probably did need one. He followed me into the bath room and got out a freshly cleaned towel just for me! While I showered, he made popcorn. When I came out a movie had just started, so I sat in Pastor Jim's lap in his big chair, totally naked, eating popcorn and watching Grand Prix.
Being naked wasn't exactly new to me, but the only adult to ever see me naked was Mom, and now there was Pastor Jim. Except for camp, I'd never been naked outside of my bedroom, the bathroom or the hallway between them. But at Pastor Jim's house I didn't feel like I needed to cover up.
After the movie Pastor Jim said it was time for me to go to bed. I was supposed to sleep on the couch, but he still had a couple things to do. He said if I didn't mind, I could sleep in his bed. And when he was ready for bed, he could move me to the couch.
What, me mind? It sounded great to me. He had a queen size bed and I had never slept in one that big before. He took me into his bedroom and as he was tucking me in, I asked one more favor, "Do you have a night light?" He went and got one and plugged it in. There was enough light so there were no more scary shadows.
As he said good night, I said, "You don't need to move me out to the couch if you don't want to. There's room for both of us."
Saturday morning I woke up still in the queen bed with Pastor Jim right there next to me, just waking up as well. He looks over at me and said, "I just realized you don't have any dry clothes. Your clothes are still in the washing machine. Let's go put them in the dryer."
He threw the covers back and swung his legs over the edge and stood up and turned back toward me. He was as naked as I was and just standing there! His whole naked body was right there in front of me. I was staring at this huge penis. I was shocked.
"What's wrong? Never seen anyone naked before?"
I didn't realize adults did things like sleep naked. My mom was never naked. But Pastor Jim sure was. And his penis was just hanging there. Comparing to my only other penis reference, he was about 2" inches longer than either Robert or Jesse. His soft penis, was as large as their hard ones. He was bigger than the large carrot!
Overcoming my shock, I said "Yes, I bathe my brother and sister twice a week. I climbed out of bed on his side and we went back to the laundry room and moved the clothes into the dryer.
I asked him if he had anything I could wear, he looked over at and asked, "Why do you need anything? Are you going out?"
I stumbled for an answer and all I could say was "Guess not. I've just never been naked this long before."
He asked me, "What was the longest time I had ever gone without wearing clothes."
Thinking back, I had to admit to about 10 or so hours, since I had begun sleeping naked combined with bath time. Looking at his watch, he said,
"Well you just set a new personal record, you've been naked now for over 12 hours! But if you want a t-shirt to wear, I can find you one of mine, it'll fit you like a tent."
I said, "No, you're right, I'm not going out."
Pastor Jim made pancakes and bacon for breakfast. It was heaven. All I ever got at home was cold cereal, and on a good day, with some milk on it. As he was moving about the kitchen, I noticed his penis would get a little bigger, then shrink back smaller.
It just kind of flopped around as he moved about the kitchen cooking. He never really got hard and always hung down. My penis, on the other hand, with me watching his penis flop about like that, while he was cooking, got hard and stayed hard, so I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I jacked off, cumming into the toilet bowl.
Right after breakfast the dryer started beeping. Pastor Jim told me "That's the dryer, your clothes are done so you can get dressed if you want."
I told him, "No, I'm good."
Later that morning, Pastor Jim had to go to the store so we got dressed and went out. My personal record for being naked stopped at 15 hours. After lunch my mom called and said we were going to stay with my Aunt Sue and Uncle John for a couple days. Pastor Jim told me I could come back and try for a new record any time I wanted. Aunt Sue came to pick me up. Before I went out to her car, Pastor Jim said, "If you ever want to be able to come back, it would be best if you didn't mention being naked to anyone. Moms especially don't understand us guys. If your mom asks, I gave you a t-shirt to wear when I washed your clothes. And, you slept on the couch!"
Mom never asked.
May 1968
Couple of weeks later I convinced my mom to let me call Pastor Jim and see if he would let me go over to his house again. He made a deal with my mom that he would take me to church Sunday morning and I would go home from church with Mom. My mom packed me a small overnight bag with my Sunday clothes.
As I walked in I asked if I could try for a new personal record as I was already taking off my clothes. He noted the time, it was Friday, 5:10 PM. We did the same stuff as the last time I was over. TV show, then the Friday night movie. When the movie was over, I asked if we could wash my clothes again. Pastor Jim he would while I took a shower. He looked in my bag and said these cloths need to be washed too.
In addition to a shower, his bathroom had a neat old tub too, the free standing kind with feet, and there was this thing with a motor and part of it hung over the side into where the water would be. Pastor Jim called it a Jacuzzi whirlpool.
I talked him into letting me try it. He filled the tub, and got me my own clean towel. I remember how clean it smelled. As the tub filled I got in. When the water was deep enough, he turned on the whirlpool. It was mounted on the end of the tub and it shot a jet of water directly between my legs. He showed me how to adjust the direction of the jet and how to adjust the mix of water to air to make bubbles. He gathered up all my clothes and put them in the washing machine. I wouldn't need any of them till church on Sunday. When he came back he dribbled a little shampoo in the water and the tub filled with bubbles. Way cool, a bubble bath. He went back to the living room leaving me by myself. But it was no fun by myself. I got out and I walked out to the living room dripping wet I asked him to come back and get in with me. He did, and we played in the water for about an hour. Well, I played in the water, he just sat there and let me do what I wanted. In all my moving and playing around, I "accidently" brushed up against him so I could feel his penis, it was soft. Another time I sat right on his penis, it was very firm but not hard. When we got out we still had to get in the shower to rinse off to get all the soap bubbles.
Back in the living room, He was sitting in his chair wearing a robe, and I sat on the floor in front of him and asked him to massage my neck and shoulders. He was really good at massaging. Not too hard and it really felt good. Then I told him it was his turn. I had done this many times with my mom. We traded places with him on the floor. I pulled his robe off his shoulders and it fell to the floor. I massaged his neck and shoulders. He said I did a good job too. But I knew I wasn't as good as he was.
It was 11:30, so I asked if I could sleep in his bed again and he agreed. He got up off the floor pulling his robe back onto his shoulders, but he didn't tie it closed. It hung open and I could see he was naked underneath. He turned the night light on and tucked me in. Sometime later, he came to bed too, but I was already asleep.
Saturday morning we got up and Pastor Jim fixed another wonderful breakfast of scrambled eggs and hash browns.
After breakfast he walked back to his bedroom so I followed along. He started getting dressed. "What about me setting a new record?" He said "You don't need to get dressed if you don't want. I'm going to be working in the back yard and around the house. But if you want to come outside, you'll need to put clothes on." That reminded him that I didn't have any dry clothes. And he went in the laundry room and moved them to the dryer.
So I just hung out inside. He did things around the house, inside and out and I stayed inside. Once I saw him disappear into the garage. Since I hadn't seen the inside of the garage I decided to risk it. I opened the back door and looked around. I didn't see any faces and dashed the 20 feet off the porch into the garage. He was surprised to see me. "I thought I told you to put clothes on if you wanted to come outside?"
"I'm not outside, I'm in the garage."
Pastor Jim frowned at me. "You know what I mean. What if someone saw you?
"I don't care."
"But they might. There are laws against being nude in public. How would you like to explain this to a police officer?"
"I'm not in the public. It's not like I'm walking down the aisle at the grocery store or even out front, I'm in your back yard."
"Ok, try explaining that to your mother that you were naked at my house and someone called the police when you ran out to the garage." He threw a blanket to me and told me to put that around me when I went back in.
He sounded very serious and I could tell he was a little angry and concerned.
I put the blanket over my shoulders and went back inside to watch some more cartoons.
May 1968
In the middle of a Tom & Jerry cartoon, the doorbell rang. I was sitting there watching and I jumped. Pastor Jim suggested I go into the bedroom. He answered the door. I hid just inside the bedroom so I could hear. He opened the door.
"Hi Karen. Glad you could come over. Come on in."
"Hi Pastor Jim. Where is he? Can I meet him? Is he still trying for a new record?"
"Well yeah. He's in the bedroom."
I'm thinking, O my God, there's a girl in the living room, what am I going I do?
Pastor Jim said "If you want to meet him, you know the rules."
She said "OK."
A minute later I see Pastor Jim coming toward the bedroom.
As he entered the room he said, "Michael. I want you to meet Karen. She is my next-door neighbor's daughter.
I had moved away from the door across the room as if I could get away. Karen was behind Pastor Jim. He they got through the doorway, she came along side of him.
"Michael, this is Karen. Karen, this is Michael"
I could only muster a weak half wave and a soft "Hi."
She walked right up to me and extended her hand. "Hi, it's nice to meet you. I'm Karen, I'm 14."
A meeting like this wouldn't have been too strange, but I was standing there NAKED. What made this even stranger, was she was NAKED too!
I reached out and shook her hand. "I'm 13."
She asked, "What's your record?"
I told her "15 hours, what's yours?"
"About 75, I spent a 3 day weekend here when my Mom had to visit my Grandmother. It was from Friday after school to Monday evening. He even let me say here by myself while he went to church on Sunday."
"Wow. That's a long time."
Looking at her I couldn't help looking at her pubic area. It looked just like Lisa's except she was bigger. Her body had smooth lines and her tummy tucked in between her legs in a smooth curve. I realized my penis was erect and she was looking in that direction.
"Can I hold your penis?"
I wasn't expecting that and blurted out "Sure."
She took another step forward and reached out taking my penis between her thumb and finger. "You're really hard."
I noticed Pastor Jim had already left the room. We were alone.
"You want to see my vagina?"
I'm a 13 year old boy. What 13 year old boy doesn't want to see a girl's vagina?
But I was nervous and said. I've already seen my sister's vagina."
That was a true statement. But yes, I really wanted to see hers too.
"Oh, how old is your sister?"
"She's 11."
"Well I'm bigger than her and you can see mine better."
She reached out and took my hand and pulled me over to the side of the bed. She laid back over the edge of the bed and pulled her knees up to her chest with her feet out wide. "There, can you see it? Go ahead, touch it." I looked closer and touched her. She said, "Not my urethra. Touch my vagina."
Oops, wrong hole. I slid my finger down to the vagina.
"Rub it. It's OK, it won't bite"
I rubbed her with a circular motion.
She said "Put your finger in your mouth."
I did.
"Now put it in my vagina."
I put it in about half an inch.
"Put it in all the way."
I did as I was told and pushed it in all the way.
"Now, pull it almost out and push it back in.
I did. She said "Again." I did. "Again. Fast as you can."
I did. And I continued for more than a minute and she final said that was enough. I had just finger fucked my first girl!
We played on Pastor Jim's bed for over an hour. She was easy to be around and I quickly got over my nervousness. She wanted me to lick her so I got up on the bed with her. And I put my tongue were my finger had been. I got to taste her. I got to smell her and she smelled like roses. I got touch her where ever I wanted. She wanted me to rub her above her urethra. She told me that was called the clitoris and it was her favorite spot. I rubbed it a while with my fingers then she had me lick it using just the tip of my tongue. Every so often she would tighten up for a few seconds and then relax. She actually did that several time while we played.
Then we traded places. I laid down and she took over. She put her finger in my anus and finger fucked me. Then she grabbed my penis and began to masturbate me.
"Wait, I'll need some tissues."
"No you won't. I know what to do."
She continued masturbating me. My muscles tensed. I started making involuntary motions and she dropped her head on my penis putting her lips tightly around it just in time as I ejaculated. She kept masturbating me with her lips till I was completely soft.
She got up and said "You taste good. Let's go." She took my hand and walked to the living room where her clothes were in a pile on the chair.
She said "I have to go home. My mom said I could only stay an hour. We don't want her knocking at the door. I had fun. Hope to see you again. If it's not my time of the month, we can do some other things." Then she leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I could smell roses again. It was her hair.
Pastor Jim was sitting on the couch working on a paper. He looked up. Have fun Karen? He asked. She said "Yeah, I had 5 or 6 orgasms. He only had one."
She put her clothes on and disappeared out the door.
All I could say was, "Bye."
I looked over at Pastor Jim it was obvious I had questions. "Hold on, I need to finish my sermon for the youth service tomorrow." And went back to finish a sentence. He stopped and put the yellow tablet aside.
"Well, was that fun? Did you learn anything?
My response was "Oh, Yeah! Lots of fun and she showed me her clitoris. How could she have had 5 or 6 orgasms?"
"Well girls don't climax like boys do. It's all internal."
"Where does her semen go?"
"Girls don't have semen. They will produce a little fluid that lubricates their vaginas, but again, all internal, but the feelings can be just as intense."
"How did she know I was here?"
"I saw her out this morning and asked her if she would like to meet you. She's a good sport and always up for some fun."
May 1968
"So girls don't have penises, semen or sperm. What do they have?
"Well you've already met the vagina and clitoris. But inside they are completely different"
"Why"
"Well the biggest difference is that girls have babies. They provide an egg from their ovaries which move down towards the uterus. Boys provide the sperm from their testicles out through their penis into the vagina then moves up to fertilize the egg. The egg then grows inside her uterus for 9 months till a baby is ready to be born."
"Oh, OK." Some of that I knew from Robert but Pastor Jim explained it better with more detail. I learned more new body parts today. Uterus, ovaries, and clitoris.
When we were playing around she sucked on my penis and I ejaculated. What happened to my semen?
"She swallowed it, of course!"
I look surprised and he explained that fresh sperm and semen had all sorts of minerals and proteins in it, and it's really good for you.
I was like, "Really? She said I tasted good."
"When young boys first start producing sperm, their semen is thin and watery, but very sweet tasting. As you get older, it will turn whiter and thicken and will taste a little more salty."
"When she first got here, you said something about knowing the rules. What was that?"
"Oh, that just means if someone else is already here, you have to match the way they are dressed before coming in. It wouldn't have been fair to you, to meet her standing there naked and her fully dressed. And the opposite is true too. If you come over and someone is already here, but has clothes on, you can't take yours off unless you're told differently."
"Oh, I guess that seems fair."
"What did she mean when she said something about if it wasn't her time of the month?"
That started a more detailed conversation of a girl's menstruation cycle and how some days are safe to have sex and other days she might get pregnant. But to be totally safe, the boy had to wear a condom. I didn't remember much of the details of that discussion but I do remember what he said next.
He went on to explain that since my body now produced sperm that I was physically capable of getting a girl pregnant, but at such a young age, I wasn't mature enough, or emotionally ready to be a father and to do everything a father should do. "How would you provide for a wife and child? When you start having intercourse you will need to take precautions, like wearing a condom."
He even got a book out that had diagrams of the male and female anatomies. I always remembered this conversation whenever I had sex.
I had passed my old record while playing with Karen. At 5:10 PM I reached 24 hours. I knew I only had till the next morning before we had to go to church, but I was going to stay naked till the last minute!
Saturday night after a movie, I talked Pastor Jim into doing the Whirlpool thing again and got him join me. I made sure to touch his penis several times in the tub. One time I sat between his legs directly on top of his penis it was soft and comfortable to sit on with it in my butt crack. I moved around some and it started to change. It was getting bigger.
He asked me to get off his penis. I got to my knees and turned facing him. His penis continued getting hard and rose up out of the water. "Can I touch it?" I reached down and wrapped my fingers around it. I told him he had a really big penis. He said it really wasn't that large, just about average and that mine would probably be that big when I got older.
He got out first, showered and went to the living room with his towel to dry off. I showered off the bubbles and joined him. I laid my towel on the floor of the living room floor and laid down on it and asked him to give me a massage. He did. It was a full body massage. He worked my neck, shoulders, arms, back, butt, and legs. Then he told me to roll over. I was having another erection, but rolled over anyway. He started near my neck and rubbed my chest and abdomen, he rubbed around my penis and scrotum being careful not to touch them, then down to my legs and feet.
Then it was his turn. He took a blanket off the couch and spread it on the floor and he laid face down. I climbed up and straddled him like Robert had straddled me, sitting in the small of his back. I started on his neck and shoulders. As I moved lower I scooted onto his butt and massaged his back. Scooting lower onto his leg I massaged the small of his back. I shifted my weight off to one side and told him to spread his legs which he did and I kneeled between them. I massaged his butt, then started back up. As I leaned forward my erect penis was pushing into his butt crack. It felt really good. I moved back and forth a couple more times. Each time I moved forward, my penis would push on him. He looked back at me and said "Are you trying to put your penis in me? Before I could say no, which would have been a lie, Pastor Jim surprised me. He reached back with both hands and pulled his cheeks wide apart, partially opening his anus. I looked at it for a moment and thought how beautiful his anus was. I leaned forward again and put my penis in the opening, but it wouldn't go in any farther. No matter how hard I pushed it wouldn't go in. He said to wait a minute. He got up and went into the bedroom. He came back with a small jar.
I said, "That's the same stuff Robert had!" I immediately realized what I had said. I had given up the Cabin 4 secret.
All he said was, "Yeah, I gave it to him". He opened it and handed me the jar and laid back down on the blanket. I dipped my finger in and pulled out a small blob. He spread his cheeks apart and I put some of it on his anus and the rest on my head of my penis and resumed my position over him. He spread his cheeks again and I put my penis against his anus and leaned forward, this time, there was no resistance, and I slid right in. I leaned all the way forward laying on his back. Without me consciously thinking about it, my hips began doing pelvic thrusts and after about 10 or 12 thrusts I ejaculated inside Pastor Jim. It felt awesome and the best orgasm I've ever had. I laid still and just enjoyed the moment. My penis got soft and pulled out on its own. I slid off his back onto the blanket beside him. Pastor Jim rolled to his side so he was facing me. His penis was really stiff and really big. He was holding it with his thumb and first finger wrapped around it, the tip of his finger just touching the tip of his thumb on the other side. He was slowly moving his hand up and down the entire length of his penis.
He asked "When did Robert and Jesse show you how to do that?"
He knows the cabin 4 secret?
"It was at the spring retreat last year. How did you know"
"You were doing things the same way I taught them."
"They used to come over here?
"Yeah, when they were around 13. I showed them how they could have anal sex with each other and they got to meet Karen too."
"I also taught them, and it's something you need to learn too, that before doing anything to anyone else, you need to have their permission. When you started putting your penis in my anus, you didn't have my permission. I did give you permission by helping you."
He got up and went into the bathroom still rubbing his penis. He didn't close the door and I could hear the sounds that I knew were him masturbating. I went to the opening and asked if I could watch. He stopped and asked if I wanted to help. I said, "Sure. I've never seen anyone ejaculate before."
He took the glass from the sink and we went back to the blanket in the living room. He laid on his back with his penis pointing straight up. He had me hold his penis like he had been, except my hand wouldn't go all the way around, and had me begin moving up and down the part he called the shaft. He had me tighten my grip so the skin on the outside of his penis moved up and down with my hand. I continued the up and down motion for a couple more minutes. He had me put my other hand on his tummy so I could feel his muscles tightening as he prepared to ejaculate. At the last second he reached up and pulled his penis towards his stomach and put the glass up to his penis tip. He ejaculated into the glass. There was about a quarter inch in the bottom of the glass when he finished.
He had me continue a few more time then had me run my finger up the underside of his penis to get the last few drops in the tube that ran the length on the underside. He told me that was part of the urethra.
We got off the floor and handed me the glass with the semen. "See how much whiter and thicker it is? Touch it."
I stuck my finger down into the puddle at the bottom and stirred it around.
"Taste it, just a little sip."
I hesitantly raised the glass to my lips and sucked in just a tiny amount.
"What does it taste like?" He asked.
"I don't know, I can taste the saltiness you mentioned, but it's still a little sweet."
"Ok, take another taste, about half of it and swirl it around in your mouth. Feel the texture"
I again brought the glass to my lips and tipped it up intending to do as he suggested, but it was all kinda of a blob in the glass and all of it spilled into my mouth.
"That's ok, go ahead, swirl it around. When you done go ahead and swallow." He waited till I finished and asked, "What did it feel like?"
"A long time ago, we went to a seafood buffet. I ate a cold oyster. It was slimy and thick. It felt about the same, but not as thick and a whole different flavor. I didn't mind the semen flavor, the oyster almost made me puke."
This night was what I consider my first time having sex. It was the first time I put my penis in someone else.
May 1968
In the morning we both woke about the same time. I half sat up, and saw that the sheet had formed a tent over where his penis would be. He saw me looking and said "We call that morning wood. Guys wake up with erections a lot. He lifted the sheet over me and saw I had a full erection too. "See? You too."
I asked him, "Would you take care of that for me?" Thinking he would masturbate me.
"Hand or mouth?"
Thinking back to when Karen had taken me into her mouth, I said, "Mouth."
He rolled on his stomach and leaned over me. He ran his tongue from my stomach down to my penis. He licked my morning wood penis giving me shivers. He licked it a couple more times, then he took it in his mouth. He used a gentle sucking motion and moved his lips up and down. I was quickly at the edge of an orgasm. He stopped sucking me and just held my penis with his lips. My muscles relaxed and I backed away from the climax. Then he started sucking on me again and moving his lips up and down. It didn't take much for me to become fully excited and my body started making moves I couldn't control. I ejaculated. Pastor Jim just continued to softly suck on my penis till it became soft.
"Now, how about I return the favor? I suggested.
"Have you ever taken a penis in your mouth before?"
"No."
"And you're sure you ready to try it?" he ask.
I wasn't so sure about that, but like I said, I was returning the favor so I said, "Yes, I want to try."
"Notice how I made sure we each had the others permission? It's important," Pastor Jim emphasized.
"I see what you mean. OK, what's next?"
"Let's go in the living room." He got up and I followed. He sat on the edge of his favorite chair and spread his legs wide apart. His leaned forward and his penis pointed straight out.
I kneeled in front of him, which put my face right in front of his penis. I took his penis in my mouth and did what he had just done for me. I began slowly, just touching his penis with my tongue.
He encouraged me telling me to take my time and take it in my mouth when I was ready. I decide to go for it and took as much of his penis in my mouth as I could fit, which was about 3 inches. There was enough left over that I could hold it. I started sucking and moving my head back and forth on his penis. I was holding the lower part of it in my hand. After a minute or maybe two, I could feel his muscles starting to tense up.
He hips moved in small thrusting motions. I knew his ejaculation would be soon. He put his hands on the arm of the chair and grabbed the ends. He pressed his finger nails into the fabric. I pressed my face into him, pushing his penis into my mouth as far as it would go, it pressed against the back of my throat.
Seconds later he ejaculated. I could feel something warm in my throat. I didn't have to swallow, it was already down past that part of my throat but couldn't taste anything. I moved my head back so that just the tip of his penis was in my mouth as he squirted again. This time it landed on my tongue. I could taste it and feel it. I swallowed this time. Three more times his semen shot into my mouth and three more times I swallowed. I used my fingers to slide along the urethra under his penis from the base toward me. The last bit of semen came out onto my mouth. It was warm and a little thick and slimy. It wasn't a bad flavor or a good flavor. I tasted it again and swallowed it. It was time to shower and get ready for church.
I did, of course, set a new personal record for being naked. I went from 5:10PM Friday to about 7:30AM Sunday by the time I got out of the shower and got dressed. Over 38 hours!
I packed my other now clean clothes in my small overnight bag and dressed in my Sunday clothes. Pastor Jim handed me the little jar of Vaseline and said "Put this where your mother won't find it. And remember..."
I finished his sentence, "I slept on the couch."
When I got home from church, I hid my little jar of Vaseline in the bottom of my treasure box in a dresser drawer under a bunch of clothes that were too small for me.
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