Date: Sun, 14 Jul 2019 13:53:00 -0400 (EDT) From: Five Hole Punch Subject: Uncategorized Remebrances Uncategorized Remembrances Dear Nifty Readers, Over several years I have done stories that readers have sent me of their real life experiences. There are some stories I received that didn't fall into the particular category of the other writings. I am collecting them here. Please send a donation to Nifty so this site is available for all to read. FHP Lennart "My uncle fucked me when I was thirteen. He was my uncle by marriage and he was only twenty three. Even though I was big and strong compared to my classmates, I had only started to think about sex. My penis and testicles were still small and I had no hair. I found out much about sex from my uncle. He was single and had dark hair and eyes. I had long blond hair and blue eyes like most of my family. We were from northwest Germany, Pinneburg. He took a liking to me and I visited his apartment when we would go on outings. He asked me about what I knew about sex and said he would teach me if I wanted. I wanted to know as I had no instruction in school or at home. My uncle said we should go over the basics and he showed me his penis which was circumcised, mine was not. His penis had a large, defined glans with a very prominent corona. When erect, the bottom half of his shaft was very, very thick. He talked of masturbation and showed me how I should stroke myself. I had been fiddling with my penis. I was able to get a very intense feeling but, with no mature climax. After my uncle's instruction and his sodomy, I achieved mature satisfaction. I did not ejaculate yet, that would come later that year. The sex with my uncle took a certain pattern very early. He said it was a common practice for boys and men to have sex where he came from, very northern Italy, near Trieste. He said that he did it with many men from the ages of twelve to fifteen. He told me what to do. We would get undressed in his bedroom and I was to suck his penis on my knees. I did this and the feeling of his glans was very spongy. When my uncle's penis enlarged the glans would fill my mouth. It was like a plunger. I would suck and it became so large that I had to open my mouth wide to get it out. It would still scrape on my teeth but this did not bother my uncle as he enjoyed pain. My uncle did not suck me, but he did masturbate me to get me excited. He would then penetrate me anally. The first time he did so with me bent over the arm of a chair. My uncle used a rolled up blanket to get my bottom tilted up and cushion me. Later, I would have to get the blanket and position it properly for our coupling. The first time was gentle and my uncle only put the top part of his erect penis in my anus. It was full, but not very painful. Later, my uncle would fuck me in his bed and the full penetration was very painful depending on what position I was in. With me face down and the blanket under my hips it was not so bad, but when I was on my back the penetration was very painful. I had a very big bottom, but my uncle's penis was very broad in its lower half as I wrote. My uncle used to like to have me cry out and beg during intercourse. It pleased him on to hear me call out in desperation. His favorite position for me, and the most painful, was to have me on my back with my legs up and pushed apart. He would have me hold my knees and enter me sideways, lying next to me. He liked to see my penis in between my open thighs. He liked to see his penis push in and create the pain with the thick base of his penis by going deep and then shallow. I would beg for him to stop or cry out and he would ease up, only penetrating me half the way. Then, he would start again. This torment and pleading went on with a greater frequency as my uncle became excited. He would often orgasm when I screamed or struggled to get away. My visits to my uncle were always on my mind. They excited me when I thought of them. I would get flushed, my anus would get tingles in my underwear, and I felt the need to masturbate my penis immediately if I were alone. If I thought of my visits at other times and could not masturbate, I was in a state until I could. I would have great pleasure in thinking of my last visit and it would result in an extreme orgasm when I masturbated. They were fast and exhausting. I would masturbate several times if I could. I would be sexually excited when my uncle would pick me up and be in that state during our outings, waiting until it was time to go to his apartment. I would be erect. I would only sometimes have orgasms during my visit, if my uncle masturbated me or I had time to do so between my sucking him and his fucking me, but most often I would not. I did not experience pleasure when he fucked me. That came before or later when I was alone and could relive the events in my mind. In my life, my sexual thoughts have been mostly of mildly sadistic intercourse of this kind. I have had relations with women of this nature and I have had a few with men. My greatest pleasure is thinking of painful penetration as either the receiving or giving party. I never discussed this with anyone and never talked with my uncle about our encounters." Buster "Everybody sucked everybody when we were kids. It was no big deal between us boys. I saw my brother fuck a girl that went to my school. He was thirteen and she was eleven. That didn't mean anything as she wanted to do sex with boys. Chase, the oldest boy in 5th grade did her first. All the boys and all the girls had a crush on Chase. He was the first to have b.o. and as weird as it seems I liked to smell it. It reminded me of sex with him. I sucked him several times and other boys did too. I was jealous watching other boys suck him. His cock was a long, straight muscle, like him. I got to fuck June, the girl, with Chase and we switched off fucking her. One of the highlights of my life. Seeing a fuck up close is a major turn on for me. My older brother found out that she was doing it and asked me to get her over so he could fuck her. My brother had a stupid fat cock. At thirteen it was maybe five inches long, but it was thick top to bottom. His cock head, we was cut, but it was the same thickness as his rod. June was still pretty skinny and when she saw Chase's cock she got all nervous and antsy. He got her down on the couch and he had to push that cock to get it in. She was moaning out, she had a real deep voice like a boy, and she got it good from Chase. It was real intense to see and scary as Chase really fucked her hard. I didn't get seconds as June was too sore. I went to the bathroom and jerked myself off into the sink in about 20 seconds." Jake "I knew a boy in 6th grade who was from Turkey. We were friends. He liked to wrestle `cause it was like their national sport. He was good at it and he was bigger than me so he won. I liked his domination. We did wrestle naked. He was coffee colored and uncut with a fuzzy buzz cut. I was a pale white kid and cut. I studied his foreskin. He barely had any hair and I had nothing. He had orgasms and some clear fluid but I didn't yet. He'd hump me and get off and I would like it too, getting my legs around him. I liked rubbing his fuzzy head. We worked up a little sweat and it made it more fun. I used to get in trouble for being a smart mouth in class and Mark was very well behaved so it was completely a surprise that he would do naughty stuff." Mathias "My first sex was a blowjob. I was at the pool and there was a boy sitting on a bench. He had some muscles and arm veins for thirteen. He also had what we all wore in the 70s to be cool – Speedos or one of the knock off brands. His was a knock off. What I noticed was he had a big bulge, about three inches, going up from his balls. I was trying to figure out if he had a boner or a half boner or just was that big soft. I am not kidding to say that at thirteen I had like a one inch dick and grapes for balls. John, his name, said something like "you like what you see?" I realized I had been looking at his cock for like 15 seconds. I was taken by surprise. John said, "You want to blow me?" I said, "What's that?" I didn't know about BJs and the way I said it John knew I wasn't kidding. He asked my name and he asked me if I wanted to see his dick. I said nothing and he said it was okay if I wanted to so I said yes and he said not at the pool come over to his house. He showed me his dick, it had been half hard at the pool, John had four inches hard. He told me about how a guy could suck another guy's dick and he had me suck him in his room. He was sitting on his bed and I was on my knees. John was uncut but clean from the pool. He had some dark hair above his dick. I sucked him and got into it. John went super hard and said he was going to come. I didn't know about that either. He grabbed my head and shot in my mouth. I started trying to get it out of my mouth and he forced my head down for a second or two. I got off his dick and spit his goo. He got pissed about spitting on his rug. I was mad at him for whatever the hell he just shot in mouth. He explained what it was but it didn't make me feel any better about it. I left and got worried about what I had done. I thought I had committed a sin. I saw John at the pool again and I tried to avoid talking to him. He wanted me to come over again and said he'd be more careful but now I was scared and said no. This created problems. I tried avoiding him that summer but couldn't and then he said things about me in school and I got picked on and teased. He probably didn't say he had sex with me, he probably just said I was a queer. I was a shy kid and kept to myself so I was an easy target for a while. I hit puberty and started coming. I fantasized about getting and doing blow jobs. I ate my own come when I got a lot of it, thinking I was being forced to eat it. I didn't do any of this until I was much older. I don't think my experience with John made me more interested in BJs when I was older but it did shape my fantasies when I was in high school." Larry "Here is one for your series. I don't know how people can be so ignorant about sex, it's all around. I have an engineering tech job. My kid's school had a robotics club after school once a week so I agreed to come in a few times to talk and help out with assembling some projects. So I am walking around the room and thinking about being twelve years old. I admit to having had some experiences in the past in my teenage years. There was one big, kind of fat, kid with beautiful eyes and a big jiggly ass leaning over the desk working. I was thinking of what it would be like to take that ass. I have a large and fat cock so it would take a chunky boy to take my cock. I didn't think about this too long as I didn't want to get hard, I just filed the visual away for later. So I am on one side of the room and I see this young Chinese girl kneeling over her desk. This was the kind of desk with an attached chair and it has the steel arm on one side. This girl was, unconsciously, rubbing her pussy on the bar. She had on thin black tights and tiny underwear so it was obvious where the bar was going. She rubbed for a little bit and then stopped. I didn't stare but kept my eye on the action. She did a little now and then. After a few minutes she leaned over more and put her pussy against the sharp seat back which had a nice narrow edge to it. She worked it with a circular action. It was obvious what she was doing but she didn't get off, she was just doing it to feel good. I happened to notice a kid on my side of the room who looked a bit red in the face but I didn't think much about it at the time. So anyways, the club winds down, it's twenty minutes later, and most kids leave and I am getting ready to go and I see this boy packing up. He is standing now and he has on a tee shirt and shorts. He is talking to me about robots and I see that he has a wet spot on the right side of his shorts. It has two shapes to it with a horizontal line dividing the two spots. At first I thought did he leak a little piss? But then I realize what must have happened. He had the same angle view across the room to the girl and saw what she was doing. I noticed he was a little bent over in his seat. My deduction was he was watching this girl rub her pussy and got a boner that ran down his thigh, not up, trapped in his tight shorts. He probably came fast in his underwear. Maybe he didn't get much come at his age so maybe he felt it wouldn't show but it did. The visible dry line was from the hem of his underwear and the wet spot was divided in two because the thicker hem absorbed his watery come. He talked for a few minutes and I glanced to his shorts as often as I could. He wasn't aware of his shorts showing the results of his orgasm. I filed these events away in my mind to enjoy later. It is amazing what you can see if you just observe. Sex is everywhere." Nicky "When I was seven to eight I had a `filthy habit.' It seems gross now but when I was seven I liked to touch my finger to my butthole and then smell and taste it. It didn't taste bad, it was `stinky' more like a mild cheese taste. I also played with my foreskin and made my `piddle' hard. I got caught a few times doing this and got punished but I didn't stop. When I got caught with my pants off and my mother knew what I was doing." Harris "My fifteen year old brother made me suck his cock several times when I was thirteen. He was dumb and had to repeat ninth grade, I was in seventh grade when this happened. He wasn't even a jock, but wore sweats all the time. It showed off his cock and my brother had a big hanger, four thick, uncut, inches hanging. You could see it bulging in his sweats. My brother wasn't real good looking, he had acne, and he wasn't too clean. I was better looking and I had long hair. One day after school my brother was walking around and I could see his cockhead pushing his sweats out. He caught me looking and he knew I was. I don't know why, horniness I guess, but he said, "Hey, Harris, you want a real good look at it." He came over to where I was sitting, right in front blocking my escape, and pulled his sweats and jockeys down. Jesus, it was big! He said, "Go ahead and suck it faggot." I could've resisted, but he grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock. I didn't fight back because I did want to suck it. He fed it to me and it was really nasty, tasting like piss and smegma after his skin rolled back. He got hard, over six inches, and made me suck. He grabbed my hair up front on my forehead and milked his load into my mouth, which was a mess. He put it away quick and told me, "You tell and you're dead." He made me do it a couple more times, but my brother was knee-jerk homophobic and he wasn't getting off abusing his little brother who he didn't like and wanted to disappear, so he stopped. I would've done more but I was trying to hide my interest in guys so that was that." Clay "I had a great time as a teen. I grew up in central California on a farm and had streams and fields to play in. My best memories were spring and summer going out to the fields and stripping off, lying naked in the sun on the stream bank. I would jack off on my hot body and then wash the cum off in the cool water. Sometimes, I would do it twice! I have what I call a "sloppy cock." I'm uncut and my cock hangs way down when I'm soft, like 5 inches now, but 4 when I was 14. I can tuck it under my balIs. I don't get much longer, an inch or two, when I get hard because my cock curves down when I'm erect. But soft, I have a big package. I impressed my jack off buddies in Junior High. Especially after jacking, as my cock would still be fat and messy with cum. I got one boy to suck me a little once. I used to wear nylon shorts to show off my real noticeable package. I started having sex with girls at 16. Sometimes, I thought about feeding my cock into another guy but I never took the risk. I got married and now I look at my kids and their friends and think back." Andre "I have a picture of me at the pool when I was twelve. I was wearing my blue Speedos. If you know what you're looking at, you can see a small dark spot right about where the tip of my immature, one inch dickhead curves up. I had gone to the toilets to jack off, baking in the sun made me horny, just before the picture was taken and the little drip that doesn't come out right away had leaked out. I didn't know it at the time. It is my favorite picture of me as a kid. I look horny in a lot of my pictures when I was twelve!" Max "My dad was in the Air Force. He was stationed in Germany and I played with both American kids and German kids. We lived there for four years. There was one German boy named Heinz I knew when I was eleven. Buck teeth and pug nose, he looked kinda stupid and he was. What he really was was horny as hell. Heinz would masturbate at the drop of a hat. He had his hands in his shorts constantly. He taught me about foreskin and what it could do. He had a reputation in our grade. We had a running joke, apparently based on a true event; a guy was over at Heinz's house and they were masturbating in Heinz's bedroom and his mother called upstairs, "Heinz, what are you doing?" When he wasn't around we would say, "Heinz, what are you doing?," using his mother's voice. We all knew what Heinz would be doing. We used this phrase to tease each other about if we were jerking off. I think every boy in our grade that year went over to Heinz's bedroom." Gus "I am the littlest of five. I was all the time sick as a child so my mother gave me attention when I was little. My oldest brother was ten years older than me. He was nice to me too, but he left at 17 to go in the Navy. My older sister didn't care much and left after my mom got divorced. My middle sister baby sat for me but then got into boys in high school. My nearest brother Mick was mean enough because mom gave me all the attention as a kid and when our step dad left he got meaner and there was no one to stop him from using me to get his anger out because mom had to work a second job. I was cute, blond and blue eyed, and Mick wasn't handsome so he had one more reasons to hate me. I didn't know about sex at all and never thought about it. I guess I heard something about my sisters but didn't think much of it. My brother Mick was the one to open my eyes and ass as it turned out. He was 12 and I was 10. He had been punching and bullying me at home but he got in with some street boys who did all sorts of stuff like stealing, vandalizing and talking sex and jerking and that's when he started using me for sex. He got me when I was in our room and had me strip off. He took his clothes off too. He didn't have much more than I did. He said to jerk his cock and had to tell me what to do since I didn't know. I knew it was wrong but did it because I was scared of Mick. He told me to suck him and I was like what? It was like saying men from Mars were at the front door. I didn't do it and he slapped and punched me so I did it. It seemed weird the first time. Then he told me to get on my back and get my legs open. He got in between and stuck a finger up my ass. It was dry and it hurt but he wasn't hearing any of that. He tried sticking it in and wasn't doing too good. He made me flip over and get on my knees. He spit and got a finger in. It hurt and more with two and I told him to stop or I would tell and shoved my head into the wall and said he'd kill me. He got his dick at my ass and pushed in. It hurt but not that much. To me it was just another way my brother took advantage of me. It didn't hurt as much as being punched so it wasn't that bad. I learned about sex from Mickey, from what he said when he was humping and moaning. He sometimes jerked my cock but I wasn't near ready. He could've had me at his service for years but he went and told some of his street friends. They got me good one afternoon, Mickey and three of them. My ass was bruised and bleeding and my mom found out. It created a big stink in the neighborhood and so Mickey was put in juvenile for two months and had to leave me alone. The police made sure the other boys knew to leave me alone. I knew what come was from Mick and saw pubic hair on the boys who had bigger cocks but I really started getting more into cock when this guy who was a porter at building near ours showed me and my friends his monster. We'd go back in the alley to play cards or just mess around and this guy Lee was out there dumping his mop bucket and he take breaks and talk to us. One time he says he needs to take a leak and takes a piss right there against the wall. That was no big deal as me and my friends did it but we caught a good look at his dick and we gave each other a look like "Holy Shit!" Lee had put it away but could see we was interested so he asks if want to see it. We say yes and he looks around and pulls it out. He gives us a good look and man was it huge. He says we can touch it and we do. That was it but I'm never going to forget that. Me and my friend Augie were near twelve and we decide to show each other. Augie asks me if I jerk off yet and I say no. He asks if I want to and I say sure. We do it and Augie gets off like Mick did breathing hard. This starts up a group of guys from 6th grade doing it and I start to get the idea of why this is so good. I didn't get real orgasms for a few months but when I did, I did it when I could in the bathroom. I sucked Augie and then a few of the guys. I'm real interested in cock and I make the rounds of the bedrooms of different guys. I try to avoid home. Augie asks me if I'm queer and I say no but he says other guys think that. It sort of remains unsaid and I didn't think I was anything. Augie does my ass and lets me do him. I do it with a few other guys in the group too. I really like sucking cock and I guess the experience with my brother turned me off of being a bottom. It's around when I was 13 and knew way more that I find out about turning tricks. There was a park and the bus station and men would pay you to suck them. I went down near there and a man came up and we did it in his car. I was reaI nervous and didn't get the money first and he asked if I had done this before and I said no. He said get the money first and handed me $10. Shit! I thought I was rich. He said a cute kid like me could get more. I made $20 or $30 dollars on Saturday every week. I never got busted because I only did it in the day and cops usually came out after 6 o'clock. Only a few guys called me queer in high school. I wasn't thinking of dating and it wasn't unheard of for guys to go get some extra money so no one talked directly about it unless you knew the other guy was tricking on the block or at the park. I left home at sixteen and went to Miami and worked odd jobs, not really turning any tricks `cause it was too dangerous. I worked in some clubs and did other odd jobs until I got more into the community. That's when I heard about HIV. I stopped almost everything then and finally got a job as a flight attendant and my relationships were more selective. So I got lucky. Many friends did not. That's my story. I hope readers like it." Lucca "I like looking at cock. It's my favorite thing. I saw my Dad's as a little kid a few times in the bathroom, maybe when I was six the first time. It was really amazing to me. My Dad saw me looking and didn't scold me, he played it cool. It was big and dark. Really big around and a wide and round head. Our family is circumcised. Older and I looked sometimes in the toilets at school. Had three good friends from like nine to twelve and I looked all the time when we were at the pool. One guy, Art, wasn't circumcised. His dick, when shrunk, showed a little circle at the tip in his bathing suit. We did stuff in the woods like showing dicks and peeing. We had younger boys out there too. I saw about a dozen boys when I was ten and eleven. The summer when I was eleven we did innocent stuff. Just before I turned twelve, Jeff who was already twelve, showed me how to masturbate. He was big for twelve and could cum. I was still with baby fat but I masturbated and got good at it. We'd go into the weeds along a fence line where you couldn't be seen and jerk every day almost. I think Jeff might've been gay because he really liked doing it with guys. He was real friendly and would jerk you without asking for you to do him. I showed another boy a year younger than me how to do it when I was thirteen. He couldn't cum, but I could get some by now. I had a crush on him, but he didn't like me that way. When I was fourteen and fifteen I like to show my body and ass at the pool. Some boys and some men looked but nothing happened except once. This older man, forties maybe, followed me into the changing room and got me in a toilet stall. He had me suck him, but we didn't get to finish as some other people came in the changing room and I had to crawl into another stall. I got a cell phone when I was sixteen and posted me in tight trunks and showing my cock and would get pics in return. When I left home, eighteen, I would cruise, checking out the goodies. I sucked a lot of cock and loved to take pics. I've got a bunch." Max "I was eleven and had just finished fifth grade. I had a lesson at the end of the year, we all did, about the changes we would go through. Boys talked about jacking, but I wasn't too clear on what this meant because our school lesson talked about wet dreams, but didn't talk about masturbating. That would've been too controversial, so boys were told to expect an "emission," but not the way most boy's were going to get them. What did I know about jacking? You "played with" your penis. I did, but I didn't get the "jacking" part of it. Here's how I learned. There were woods and areas where kids would play and teenagers would smoke and drink near our neighborhood, pretty isolated. Little kids knew to stay away from the teenager's hangout. It was the start of summer vacation and I was just wandering in the woods doing nothing. I saw an older teen, he was probably fifteen or sixteen, but to me someone thirteen or fourteen was "old." He saw me too. He was heading back to a secluded area of the woods. I followed at a distance, ready to run. I was curious about what he was going to do. I didn't think he was going to jack off, but it must've been an unconscious suspicion on my part. I was off behind some trees, but the guy probably knew I was there. He got back to a rock, sat down, and took a magazine out from under his shirt. He took his shirt off and then undid his jeans just enough to take his cock out. My eyes bugged out! The guy's cock hung out four or five inches! He started flipping through the pages of the magazine and his cock inflated without him touching it. Then he stood up, still reading the magazine, and started stroking his cock real slow and steady, back and forth. This when I realized what "jacking" meant. He had the kind of cock that slumped down when erect, probably as it was so big. I had a little pecker like an inch at most at this point. After like two or three minutes, he tucked the magazine under his arm, looked around a little (I ducked behind the tree more, but I am sure he knew I was there) and then I watched his cock as he stroked, still at a steady pace. I could just see his cock over his jeans. It was about a minute and he pumped his load. I didn't see this but the guy stopped his stroking, looked at his cock, shook it and then tucked that big hanging piece of still swollen meat into his pants. It was like the ultimate display of manliness, putting "that" back in his pants. He looked around and went to put his shirt on. I slunk backwards and took off running. Yep, I tried stroking mine in the woods about a half hour later. It was good, but it took a few tries over a couple of days for me to get to the good part, but I got the knack real quick. I went out to the woods looking for the guy again and a few days later I saw him. He went back to his spot and I followed at a distance. This time he looked around and went farther back. I had to risk coming closer to see, but I still hid. He pulled his pants, underwear and all, down to his knees, showing off his hanging cock which was five inches long. He started stroking to his magazine again for about a minute. Then, he looked around, pretty much at me or where I was hiding, and took off his shirt and then his pants, underwear, and everything. That cock was swinging free! Wow! I stuck my hand in my pocket and started playing with my cock which was hard. He jerked, slow and steady, to the magazine. I could see his cock and hairy balls pretty clearly. Near the end, he started moving his hips and fucking his hand. I got real near my come, I was so excited. He pumped his load, I still didn't see this or know about it from my experience, but he gave a good grunt when he came. He enjoyed some after strokes and shook his hand off. When he let go that cock hung halfway down his leg! He went to get dressed and I got out of there, pronto. I never saw the guy again or even knew his name or where he lived. He was in high school, so I wouldn't know him if he didn't live right in my neighborhood. That was a memorable cock to me as an eleven year old and hanging it was longer than mine as an adult. BTW, when I jacked back then, my hand speed was like five times as fast as this guy. I could masturbate to a come in about one minute start to finish when I was eleven and twelve." Kurt "I remember masturbating starting around when I was seven or eight. I would stick my hands down the front of my shorts or pants straight into my underwear and finger my penis. I did this no special time, it could be watching TV or in my room lying in bed, a few times in the car on a trip out of sight in back. It was definitely different than jacking when I was older. I would rub a little and then stop, rub some more, then stop, all very irregular. My penis was about an inch long and maybe two or three hard. I would rub and after 30 seconds or so it would feel intense. I would stop. Then again. It would take three, six, or more times for the rubbing to get me erect. The feelings would get more intense the more I went on. When I reached erect status the feelings were like I had to pee. Sometimes, I would stop and go pee because I had too. I could do this twenty or more times for quite a number of minutes, fifteen to twenty wasn't unusual. I think I was told not to do this by my dad when other people were present. I would do it in school but my technique there was more squeezing or crossing my legs, rocking back and forth in my seat, with my erection pointing down. I didn't go as far as getting the powerful excitement of doing it at home; it was a low level, drawn out pleasuring. I did it while reading or doing maths at my desk. I really hadn't thought about this until I read other guys reporting their habits as a youngster in these stories." All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2019.