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My Sex Life1 (True,mm, pedo,forced,incest)
I have an ordinary middle aged life with the house; the children;
the
cat; the community; the wife; etc. However, I have had an interesting
sex life. The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to
exhibitionism and let all us voyeurs watch as I relive My Sex Life,
especially all the parts that nobody else knows about.
All of the stories written here are true. It¹s been spiced up with
added details to hold the interest of the reader, but the vignettes as
portrayed actually happened.
*If you would like to comment on; reply to; or......exchange ideas...
something like that (in Central Minnesota or nearby Wisconsin), - E-mail
me at: im_sub@hotmail.com. I am interested in feedback.
In 1965, I was 11 years old. My knowledge of sex was virtually nil.
It was not something I thought much about, except.....
As an 11 year old, I was a chubby kid. Roughly 5 1/2 feet tall,
weighing about 150 pounds. I was a late bloomer, so my body was
hairless and my genitalia were undeveloped until well into my teens. I
had red hair, usually cut in the brush cut style of the times, I wore
glasses, had lots of freckles and a ready smile.
We used to camp out in our rather large backyard. I would camp alone
or with friends or with my brother and his friends. These were normal
enough activities except that in the summer of Œ65, I was camping by
myself one night. It was a hot, humid summer night and I was lying on
top of my sleeping bag, naked, inside the tent. Our next door neighbors
had built a swimming pool a few years before and my sweaty, wet,
pre-pubescent little body was longing for that water. So, as kids have
done from time immemorial, I snuck my nude little bod out of the tent,
slipped across our yards, climbed over the fence and went skinny
dipping. It was a great feeling of exhilaration. The water was
fantastic on that hot night and the fact that I was getting away with
doing something indecent or naughty was exciting. After getting out of
the pool, I spent another half hour or so creeping as close as I could
get to my neighbors¹ house. Then I just lay there, stark naked, my
heart rapidly beating at the implied danger of being found out. The
next time that summer that I camped out with my best friend, Eddie, it
was another hot night. We were still up, still sweating, at midnight.
I told Eddie, ³Nobody¹s awake anywhere, let¹s go swimming next door.²
He looked unsure, but I quickly shucked my underwear and stepped
outside the tent. We had never shown each other our naked bodies before
and that, along with the danger of getting caught, really had my heart
racing.
³C¹mon,² I said. ³It¹s OK, I¹ve done this before.²
³Wow,² said Eddie from inside the tent. ³OK.² Then he stepped out
naked too.
It was my turn to stop and say ³Wow.² Although Eddie was also only
eleven, his skinny body was already well into puberty. His skin was
soft and smooth, but there were tiny wisps of curls between his two
pink, boyish nipples. He was thinner than I was and his flat stomach
sported an innie belly button. Below that his cock looked huge
compared to mine.
It was nestled in black, curly pubic hairs than ran down over his
large
balls. I was awe struck that he should have a man¹s penis and balls on
his little boy body. I looked down at myself to see if there was
something wrong with me. But no, I was the same, it was Eddie that was
odd.
³How come you1re so big,² I asked in all innocence.
³I dunno,² he said, ³I just am.²
As I continued to stare, he got embarrassed and ran off to jump
in
the pool. I followed to tell him ³for God¹s sake be quiet,² and didn¹t
think much more about it as the joy and danger of skinny dipping again
with a buddy overcame me.
After our swim, I suggested that we run around naked and go skinny
dipping in as many neighborhood pools as we could. After a moment¹s
hesitation, Eddie decided he was game and we took off. Eddie ran to the
street and put his back against a tree to shield him form the street
and the streetlights. I ran right up to him and pressed my naked body
against his. As he started giggling, I put my hand over his mouth and
said ³Shhh!² and I pressed even tighter as a car drove by, briefly
lighting up my backside with its headlights. We froze there for a
moment and I felt both of our pricks stiffen. Then I laughed and ran
across the street and crouched behind some bushes. Eddie ran across too,
right into me and knocked me forward so that he was stretched out on top
of me with his big, hard dick in the crack of my ass.
³Asshole.² I said and I threw him off and ran to the next set of
bushes.
For the next hour or so, we snuck around like maniac secret agents,
giggling, bumping into each other as we crept or leapt from bush to bush
or ran past the streetlights. We would keep on rubbing up against each
other, even when we were sneaking into the neighborhood pools. Then,
with our wet bodies, the excitement of slithering our stiff dicks around
on each other¹s naked body was incredible. Every time we paused, we
would press against each other, not really knowing what we were doing,
but knowing that it felt great. Our rods stayed stiff all the way
around the neighborhood, until we finally got back to the tent. We dove
in and zipped up the mosquito netting and hugged each other on our
sleeping bags - just for the sheer joy of it all. As hard as we were and
as good as it felt, we went to sleep just gently rubbing up against each
other because - we knew nothing about sex. We just knew we had a good
time. That may have been the finest sexual experience in my life. It
was a wonderful night.
After that night, Eddie never wanted to run around naked again, but
I
started going as often as I could - sometimes skinny dipping, once or
twice with another friend, or sometimes I¹d just run around bare ass
naked for the sheer dangerous thrill of it. I remember once, when my
parents weren¹t home, taking a shower with soap in our backyard while
it was pouring rain.
But as I noted above, I was totally ignorant, as in almost willfully
stupid, about sex. The thrill in life for me was doing ³dangerous²
things and not getting caught.
When I was 12, sometime before the winter of Œ66, I was over at
my
next door neighbor¹s, house. Park and I were watching TV in his
basement, sitting on a couch with a blanket over us to keep us warm. He
was a year older than I was, with about the same build and chubbiness
and brush cut hair. As kids do, we started wrestling around a little
bit under the blanket and then things escalated and we started grabbing
each other¹s crotches. He grabbed me first. I grabbed his hands and
tried to pull him off my hardening little penis. When I finally pulled
him off me, I grabbed his crotch, trying to hold onto his dick through
his pants. Then he tried to get my hands away. As soon as he
overpowered me, he grabbed me again, I pried him off, I grabbed him and
we continued to wrestle under the blanket. We were both sporting hard
boners by this time and getting very excited when Park managed to trap
both by arms and yank my pants and underwear down all at once. Then he
quickly grabbed my stiff prick tightly and wouldn¹t let go. Figuring
that I might hurt myself if I tried to get him off now, I opted instead
to undo his belt and pants and take them off. It was all just a big
game and he offered little resistance. Then we both kicked our pants
and underwear off our legs. The game then turned somewhat gentler as we
started fondling each other¹s cock and balls under the blanket. Then,
without the wrestling part it stopped being a game to me. These queer
sensations that I was feeling in my prick were a really odd and I could
see Park¹s eyes glistening in excitement. I began to become afraid -
these sexual sensations were so strange to me that it was as if a new
thing were going on that had never happened before in the universe. I
felt like if we got caught, something bad would happen. Park and I both
seemed a little embarrassed - we weren¹t wrestling anymore, we were
just holding onto each other¹s cocks and balls. Well, I got flustered
and I sort of just got up, put my pants back on and left.
This episode played itself over many times in my mind until several
weeks later when Park was playing over at my house, in my basement. We
were playing a board game this time and he made a bet with me.
³Whoever loses has to do whatever the other guy wants,² he said.
³Like what?² I replied. ³I don¹t want to spend any money.²
³Nah,² he assured me. ³Like a blow job.²
³What¹s a blow job?² I asked.
³You¹ll see,² he said. ³Deal?²
What the heck. I didn¹t figure on losing and besides, even if I
did, I
didn¹t know what a blow job was, so how could I do one?
³Deal.² I said.
Well, we played the game and I did lose.
³Okay,² Park said. ³Loser pays up.²
³What? How can I do something that I don¹t know what it is?²
³Remember when we were playing around a few weeks ago,² he questioned
me slyly?
His hand moved down to his crotch and he rubbed himself. I could
see
the bulge in his pants begin to grow. At this point, I still knew
absolutely nothing about sex. Oh, I had heard a rumor that a man put
his pee pee into a woman and that¹s where babies came from, but the
mechanics and realities were totally bewildering to me. But, I could
feel that weird sensation again in my stomach as I watched Park rub
himself.
³Watch,² he said and proceeded to take off his pants and underwear.
His youthful dick was already swollen and now that we weren¹t under the
blanket, I could see that he was still hairless, like me and his hard
dick was less than 5 inches long However, unlike mine, his prick had a
foreskin, now stretched with his piss hole exposed and sticking out .
³This is called a boner,² he said. ³Go ahead and touch it.²
I shook my head ³no,² as he stroked it.
"C¹mon, you were touching it before. Go ahead, just touch it, you'll
like it," he told me and when I didn't respond again, he grabbed my
hand and pulled it to his hard cock.
In spite of the grabby game of a few weeks ago, this was a brand
new
sensation. His stiff member jerked in my hand as I felt him.
³What¹s that thing around the top of your..... pee-pee,² I asked,
feeling embarrassed at my baby words, but not ready to say ³cock² or
³prick.²
³That¹s part of my dick, stupid. Everybody¹s is shaped like that.²
³Not mine,² I said, still feeling very strange.
³Let¹s see,² said Park and he came to me and started undoing my belt.
I was both excited and curious by this time, so I helped him take off my
pants, then I suddenly became shy again, standing there in my underwear,
my hard little dick sticking out, with Park looking on, his cock pulsing
at me. I felt queasy.
³C¹mon,² said Park, ³Pull them down.²
I felt I had no choice. I lowered my underwear and that queer
sensation was traveling once more from my stomach to my hairless,
jutting penis. Park looked at my circumcised prick and said, ³Wow,
something happened to you. I¹ve seen my bother¹s and my father¹s cocks
and they both look like mine. I wonder if yours works the same way?²
He reached out to touch it and said, ³Look, you do this thing called
jerking off. Lie down and let me show you.²
I let go of his cock and laid back on the basement couch. Then
Park
grabbed my tool and started rubbing it up and down in his fist. This
touch was the strangest thing that I had ever felt in my life and it was
beginning to scare me.
³If you¹re old enough,² said Park, showing off his worldly knowledge,
still stroking me, ³when it feels really, really good, this white stuff
comes out of your prick called jiz.²
Now he was really scaring me and I pulled his hand away.
³I don¹t want to,² I said.
³OK,² said Park, ³but you have to give me my blow job.²
³How do I do that,² I asked.
³Sit up,² he said as he stood up.
I did and his prick was right in front of my face.
³Now, You should just put your mouth on it for a second.²
When he said this, I jerked and moved back.
³C¹mon, ³ he wheedled. ³You promised.²
With that, he put his hands on either side of my head and started
pulling me toward him. I reluctantly let him until his pulsing dick was
right in front of my lips.
³Now, open your mouth and take it in,² he said as he began rubbing
his
cock head across my lips. I moved my head back and forth, not sure I
wanted to do this, especially since his dick head was stranger than
mine, but he held my head in place with his hand saying ³C¹mon, you
promised.²
I opened my mouth a little and he slid his cock past my lips, forcing
them apart. The glans half covering his head rolled back as his cock
expanded into my mouth and I felt repelled by this strange texture.
³Oh yeah,² he said, ³this is great,² even as I opened my mouth wider
to
try and avoid avoid touching any part of his greasy feeling cock.
But then he moved and because of the fact that I was not touching
his
dick at all, he rammed all the way to back and into my throat. I gagged
and yanked my mouth off him.
³This is no fun,² I complained. ³I don¹ wanna.²
³Wait,² he demanded. ³You promised. Look, if you do it right, it
won¹t choke you. You just gotta put your lips around it. Now come on!²
With that he grabbed my head again and forced his excited dick into
my
mouth once more. I was scared but, I had promised.
³Now clamp down with just your lips and I¹ll slide it in and out.²
I wrapped my lips around his hard member as he began to move his
hips a
little, wiggling while I was still trying to keep him from touching any
part of my mouth except my lips.
³Boy,² he said, stopping for a few seconds, enjoying the feel of
my
mouth, ³This is nice.²
The fluttery sensations were wreaking havoc with my groin area and
I
still didn¹t know what to make of all this. I didn¹t know if I was
feeling sick, or excited, or just weird. The only thing I did recognize
was that my heart was beating faster and I had that same kind of rush as
I did when I was running around outside naked. Then Park began pumping
his cock in and out of my mouth in earnest.
This feels so good Greg," he moaned. Each stroke seemed to go a
little
deeper until he was hitting up against the back of my mouth again. But
he wasn¹t jamming in my throat, so I just tried to apply more pressure
with my lips and squeezed his stiff member harder to hold him back. I
found that if I sucked on him, like a lollipop, I could control it
better. But then I had to use my tongue too, and I could feel his weird
foreskin sliding back and forth in my mouth as he pulled out to the edge
of my lips and back in again.
Then he cried, ³Oh, oh , oh,² and his pumping got faster. I was
afraid he was going to slam it down my throat again, so I grabbed the
base of his prick with both hands and squeezed. Then he moaned louder,
³Ahhhh, ahhhhhhh, I'm cumming, I'm going to cum in your mouth."
The next thing I knew, he stopped and held my head as his prick began
spasming in my mouth.
³Ahhhhhhhhhh,² he cried and his whole body shuddered.
I sat there paralyzed, not knowing what to do as he seemed to go
into
mild convulsions. I stared up at him, his cock still in my mouth, as he
looked down at me and closed his eyes as his body spasmed again.
I realized that I had unconsciously grabbed my prick and was
squeezing it hard, trying to stop the crazy sensations that were scaring
me. I was breathing as hard as I felt, when Park¹s cock begin to go
limp in my mouth. He pulled it out between my unresisting lips and
stepped back. I looked at his glistening, dripping cock and I panted,
³Is that jiz?²
³No, you retard, that¹s your spit. I don¹t get jiz yet.² Seeing
my
hand still clutching my still hard tool, he asked, ³You want me to
finish you off?²
³No,² I said as I quickly let go of my member and stood up. ³It
feels
funny. I wanna stop now.²
³OK,² said Park amiably as he put on his underwear. ³We can do it
some
other time.²
³I don¹t know,² I temporized pulling up my underwear over my still
throbbing hard on, ³It feels funny,² I repeated.
My hard on seemed to last for hours after that. It actually hurt
a
little bit and I was worried that I had damaged myself somehow. But
after I had finally become interested in something else, I noticed that
it was gone.
Park wanted to play ³bets² again about a week later, but I told him
I
didn¹t like it and he never brought it up again.
About a month or so after that experience, I managed to masturbate
myself to my first orgasm. I was also too young to have ³jiz,² but I
was absolutely astounded by the sensation. I jerked off every so
often, marveling that nobody had ever told me about this and actually
wondering if other people knew they could do this.... Then, I found my
brother¹s porn novels.
I had two older brothers and an older sister. My sister is nine
years
older than I was, and she was already married. One brother is a year
and a half older than I am - Mark. And Jeff, my other brother was 6
years older than I. Jeff was off at college and I didn¹t see him much
any more. But he and his buddies had built a sort of recreation room
/party room in the basement they called the ³Dun,² sort of a combination
of dungeon and den. There were all sorts of couches and pillows and
posters and colored lights. Over the years we painted the walls weird
(this was the sixties) and just freaked it up in general. There was a
little back room in the Dun - that was where Park and I had played
³bets.²
One of the things that Mark and I would do a lot is search each other¹s
rooms and anyplace else we felt like in the big, six bedroom house that
we grew up in. We were always thinking up secret hiding places that
nobody (so we thought) else could find. Jeff was away at college, so
all the boxes that he had piled up in the Dun were fair game for
searching. I really hadn¹t found anything of interest, but then again,
I had never searched to the bottom of the pile. I guess Jeff had been
counting on that, because that¹s where I found his collection of
pornographic novels. I spent the next several year getting a very hot
education on sex. Sex with women, sex with girls, sex with boys and
girls with dogs, Dads and Moms with their kids, adults with kids, women
tied up and whipped in dungeons, women getting fucked in the cunt, the
mouth and the ass, kids with kids, sons getting it in the ass from their
Dads, brothers with sisters, brothers and sisters with Dads and Moms and
Aunts and Uncles and horses and bananas and whatever. I was jerking off
to the golden age of the pornographic novel business. To this day, I
have never seen such a variety of sensual degradation. He must have had
a hundred different novels. By this time, I was 13 years of age, but I
still wasn¹t very savvy on what the rest of the world was doing, and I
never thought much about how Jeff had gotten all of these dirty books.
I just knew they were mine now (As long as he didn¹t find out and beat
the shit out of me).
In the autumn of Œ67, my brother Mark (who was then 15 years old)
and I
were having an argument about me supposedly stealing his comic books.
Mark was about 6 feet tall at this point (he eventually reached 6¹4²
)
weighed about 240 pounds. He could have been a linebacker. He had dark
hair, no glasses and was pretty good looking for a big fat guy. He had
begun to grow his hair longer (it almost touched his ears). Hey, it was
1967.
I had noticed ³my² comic books (which I had stole from him) missing
from one of my secret compartments and I went to his room and stole them
from his secret place and he had just found this out. Our parents
weren¹t home, so we were free to have a heated argument about who stole
what. The subject went to ridiculing each other¹s secret hiding places
and how easy they were to find. Mark finally said, ³All right, I¹ll
make you a bet. I¹ll bet that I can hide this piece of paper in my room
and you can¹t find it in fifteen minutes.²
³That¹s a stupid bet,² I said. ³I¹ll win. And if I do, I get to
keep
the comic books.²
³Yeah, ³ said Mark. ³Well, if I win, you have to blow me!²
³Sure,² I said. ³It¹s a bet.²
The odd thing was, was that I really didn¹t think about it. We
were
both pissed at each other and I never figured that I¹d have to pay up
anyway. In spite of all of my pornographic reading fantasies, it
simply never crossed my mind that this was something my brother would
take seriously.
To make a long story short, especially the last few minutes when
I
begged him for clues like ³hot² and ³cold,² I didn¹t find the paper.
(He had hidden it inside his telephone.) Mark promptly pulled off his
pants, lay down on the bed and told me to pay up. I was in a panic.
His 6 inch cock was hard but only about 3 or 4 inches around.
However, it was curved almost like a boomerang. I stared at it without
moving. It looked really odd to me. He had a few dark, fine curly
pubic hairs, but they weren¹t so thick and bushy as I (now vaguely)
remembered Eddie¹s. But the curve was strange. My dick was straight
when it got hard. My brother interrupted my thoughts.
³Do it now,² he demanded. ³We made a bet. You want to be a welsher?²
I didn¹t want him to tattle on me for not paying up on my bet (Hey,
I
already told you that I was a fairly stupid adolescent. ³Like who was
he gonna tell,² never occurred to me.) so, I tentatively bent down and
put my mouth over the head of his dick.
³Go ahead,² he said, ³blow me.²
I had no idea of what to do( the thing with Park happened a thousand
years ago to me, and besides, he had done everything) so I started
moving my mouth up and down, my lips lightly touching the sides of his
cock, literally blowing hot air on his dick. I don¹t know what this
would have achieved, but he began jerking the bottom of his prick as I
blew on the top. After about ten seconds of this, he yelled, ³Yeah!,
Ahhhhhh!² and lifted up his hips to thrust his dick farther into my
mouth. At the same time I clamped down with my lips to keep him from
gagging me. His hips shuddered and his cock started pulsing and I felt
a sticky goo splash up against the back of my throat. I inadvertently
swallowed, but at the same time, it kept on coming, filling up my mouth.
In shock, I pulled my head off to look, gagging and swallowing all at
once and another shot of cum hit me on the nose. I was absolutely
amazed. Mark continued to fist his dick, shuddering and pumping until
his orgasm stopped.
I wiped the semen off my nose and looked at it while I swallowed
the
last of salty residue, rubbing my tongue around my teeth to get out the
taste. This was cum. As in: ³I¹M CUMMMMING, AS HIS HOT WAD SPLASHED
ALL OVER HER TITS AN FACE!² This was jiz, spunk, sperm, and it
had
come from my brother¹s penis! I had been reading these fuck books for
months now and masturbating, but I hadn¹t been producing any sperm! So,
it never occurred to me that my bother would! Even though I had been
reading about sperm by the gallon, I was completely taken aback.
By this time, my brother was embarrassed and his dick was starting
to
get soft, so he looked at me and said, ³ You faggot. You¹re disgusting.
Go clean up.²
I quickly got up and went to the bathroom where I rinsed my mouth
out
and cleaned my hands and face.
Sex and deeply personal issues were never discussed in our family,
so
therefore neither my brother nor I ever talked about this incident. It
never came up again..... until it did.
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