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WARNING:  If you are offended by sex between males or any 
combination thereof--where some of them may be related by blood, 
marriage or just plain lust-- you definitely should not be reading this 
story.  If this type of sex is illegal or immoral in your particular state, 
province or country, stop reading now and go away.  If, according to 
your local laws, you're under age, no fair peeking below.  

Some of the following events may contain graphic descriptions of 
sexual acts between men and MINOR boys  Any resemblance to any 
particular boy, man, teenager, penis or other anatomical part is just 
your over-active imagination.  

This is the one of series of many personal experiences I wrote 
originally for personal therapy and now share for everyone to read.  
These stories are based upon real events that took place in my life.   
I have changed the names of the people and the places where they 
took place to protect the 'guilty'.  If you like what I have written, 
please send me an e-mail.  If any of the people involved in the 
encounters are reading this, please contact me.  I would love to hear 
from you. 

Some of the following stories may depict unprotected sex.  You are 
reality.  Practice safe sex.  I do not condone either incest or child 
abuse, however boy-love-sex as described in the following 
experiences are a  matter of fact and I make no excuse for what 
happened to me in the past.
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[Parts of my humble beginning are NOT meant to be erotic in content 
but help to set an understanding for later experiences.  If you choice 
to skip those portions you might not understand the reasons for later 
events.  I share my writings for your enjoyment.    If you wish to 
share your thoughts and emotions, please feel free to email me.   I 
welcome and appreciate suggestions, constructive comments or 
corrects to my writings.  Enjoy!]
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NOVEMBER 1953
AGE THIRTEEN
BIRTHDAY WITH BIG FRANK
AND HIS NEPHEW ZAKE.
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Often times my stepfather, Ralph, went to visit Frank's restaurant, 
usually twice a week.  I would go at least twice a month or more, 
especially if Frank needed me to help with something.  It was a good 
place for Ralph and I to go for a great birthday dinner, just the two 
of us guys.  Mother would have a family party and dinner usually 
the day of my birthday.

A few months before, Big Frank (as I called him) took in his brother's 
son Zake to help him around the kitchen and learn the business.  The 
business was getting to be more than Frank could handle alone and 
he was considering hiring someone or selling out.  Twenty-four year 
old Zake came to help Frank with his going business.

Because things were very busy most of the time when Ralph and I 
were there, I was not really able to get to know Zake.  Zake was out 
of sight in the kitchen and Frank tended to do most everything 
needed out in the front.

Several times a year I was asked to stay over at Frank's for the night 
and birthday party night was a common stay over for me.  That night 
was no exception.

At about seven, Ralph and I arrived at the restaurant and ordered 
our evening meal.  I especially enjoyed Frank's home made hot 
turkey sandwich with the fixings and a large glass of cold milk.  
Ralph ordered a grilled steak with fried onions baked potato and 
fresh sweet peas.

After our meal and with barely room to breath, Frank brought out a 
birthday cake with ice cream.  The cake was shared with other 
friends there that night.  Because I did not have room for cake I ate 
only a token amount.

Later we played games or watched others.  It was not long before I 
was getting tired.  I nodded off a few times before Frank noticed and 
told me that I could go up stairs to get ready for bed.  He said to me, 
"You can lay down on my bed until I have finished up for the night".  
By then I was willing to miss the rest of the evening.

When I got upstairs, I headed directly to the bathroom, used the 
toilet, washed and undressed down to my underwear.  I do not 
remember much after I laid down on Frank's large bed, until I was 
awoken by voices around me.

Zake and Big Frank had finished for the night and were up in the 
bedroom to get ready for bed.  Zake went into the bathroom, closed 
the door for a few minutes and returned dressed in only his 
undershorts and an arm full of clothes, which he deposited upon a 
chair next to the living room door.  He preceded to the edge of the 
bed closest to him, sat on the bed and kicked off his shoes.

Frank went to the bathroom to urinate, wash his face and came back 
to the bed.  He sat on my side of the bed, asked me to move to the 
center, removed his shoes with his socks, stood up, undressed down 
to his boxer shorts, sat back down on the edge of the bed for a 
moment before he laid down next to me.

The light was left on for the time.  Zake asked, "Uncle Frank, do you 
want me to shut off the light now?"  

Frank replied, "No.  Lets wait awhile.  If our birthday boy is up to it 
we may want the light."

Knowing Frank, I knew what he must have been thinking about.  We 
usually played around a lot before going to sleep for the night.  But 
that night I was not sure about Zake.

From what I could tell, with my limited contact with Zake, he was a 
young man who acted and talked like what boys would call feminine.  
His voice was high and he carried himself with careful delicate 
movements.  I had not recalled being around anyone quite like Zake.

Frank looked over at me and smiled.  I gave him a strange look, not 
knowing about Zake.  Frank said to Zake, "Prepare to do me first 
tonight."  

Zake responded with, "Okay, Uncle Frank.  Wherever you say."

Zake sprang off the bed, headed into the bathroom and returned with 
a jar of petroleum jelly.  He stood in front of his uncle and handed it 
to him.  Frank said, "Okay, drop them."  Without further command, 
Zake lowered his undershorts to the floor and stood back up.  

There he stood completely nude in front of Frank.  His pubic hair 
very dark, nearly black in color, covered in and around his crotch 
with shorter hair down around his upper legs and up to his navel.  
His under arms contained the same nearly black hair as did his 
crotch.  Zake's chest had hair in the very center between and around 
his pair of small brown nipples.  

A pair of small testicles rested firmly under an erect tight skinned 
penis of about seven inches in length.  The foreskin was pulled back 
only far enough to show the point of the head of his penis.

Frank wasted no time.  He removed the cover from the jar, put his 
fingers into it and brought out enough lubricant to more than do the 
job.  Zake stood there while Frank ran jelly up, down and around the 
head and shaft.

Frank stood up from the bed, unsnapped his shorts and let them 
drop to the floor revealing his gray haired crop that covered not only 
his crotch, but seemed to extent up his entire body.  Most of the hair 
was grayish except for deep into his crotch or under arms.

His pair of graying hairy testicles, I recall, hung far down between 
his legs like a wet bag with two small balls at the bottom.  The sack 
must have been at least six inches from its attachment at the crotch 
to the very bottom.  The testicles themselves were not much larger 
than expected for a man with a long penis.

Frank's penis extended up and out from his hanging sack of testicles, 
but only just above them.  It took him some time before his penis got 
fully stimulated to the erect position.  

He took a pillow from the head of the bed and placed it near the foot 
of the bed.  Slowly he moved to the foot of the bed, sat down on the 
pillow, reached down, grabbed his legs just below his knees and 
rolled back upon the bed.

Zake took his place at Frank's buttocks, took Frank's legs and rested 
them upon his shoulders.  Frank put his hands around as to grab a 
butt check in each hand and pulled them comfortably back.  Zake 
moved his buttocks close into Frank all the time guiding his penis 
into Frank's rectum opening.

All this while I laid comfortably upon the middle of the bed watching 
on with my head resting on bent arm.  The view was even better 
when I slid up to a sitting position at the head of the bed to be out of 
the way of the action.  

Frank had plans for me to be in part of the action.  As soon as Zake 
was in position with his penis slipping in and out of his uncle, Frank 
asked me to remove my under clothing and lay opposite on top of 
him.  He proposed to suck my hard young penis while I enjoyed his 
long hardening penis in my mouth.

I quickly removed my underclothes and slipped down upon Frank's 
soft hairy body while he positioned me so he would be able to suck 
me.  He used his large hands to move me about.  The instant my 
crotch was over his mouth, he popped my penis into it.  

I could feel the warm wetness of his mouth get me more excited.  It 
felt as if the juices were flowing from every part of my body.  I only 
hoped that the climax would not come for a long time, so I could 
enjoy more time with that feeling.

While Frank sucked me he told me to play with him enough to get 
him excited and not enough for a climax.  I used my hand to feel his 
testicles as I rubbed his penis head and shaft.  Once in awhile I 
would stroke his muscle to feel the hardness come on.  All the while 
I was able to see Zake sliding his penis in and out of Frank's rectum.  
I did not remember being that close to that kind of action before.  It 
was interesting to watch the penis skin move with each pass in or 
out.  

Before long Frank had me to the point of climax.  There was no need 
to announce the arrival, since I knew Frank always enjoyed, what he 
called my sweet little juice squirt.  At that age I had a volume to 
offer but and it came out with a mighty force up through my six 
inches.

The feeling came just before I felt the head of my penis get hotter 
and more slippery.  Frank slurped the juices and sucked harder and 
slower.  He ran his tongue under the head to scoop up the sweet 
juices, before he finished me off with licks of his tongue across the 
tender head.  The passes of his tongue on my more than usual 
sensitive penis head nearly drove me wild.

Then it was over.  He let me loose and asked me to get off him so 
Zake could finish his activity.  Presently, Zake made a funny looking 
face and announced, "Uncle Frank, I think its time."  There came such 
a look of labor on his strained face.  He opened his eyes wide, 
wrinkled his forehead and smiled pleasantly as I knew he had given 
up his love juices to Frank's inner anal canal.

Zake slowly slumped forward until his hands rested on the bed, 
either side of Frank's arms.  After waiting a moment or two, Zake 
moved back up and away from Frank, excused himself for leave to 
the bathroom.  Frank got up on the edge of the bed, sat there for less 
than a minute before he got up and went into the bathroom.  

A bit later both Zake and Frank emerged from the bathroom, cleaned 
and refreshed.  Frank took up the petroleum jelly jar, took out a 
large gob of it on a couple of fingers, put it on the head of his hard 
ten inch shaft and rubbed it down the length.  I knew the night was 
not over and what might be coming next.

Frank instructed Zake to bend over the bed stand nearest the 
bathroom door, while he took out a smaller gob of jelly from the jar.  
As Zake bent over the night stand, Frank worked his fingers in and 
around Zake's rectum.  With one great stroke Frank pushed two of 
his large fingers into Zake's opening and moved them about for a 
time.  Before he finished he added another finger from his other 
hand.  Zake moaned as Frank pulled at his opening with his fingers.  I 
knew then that I was in for a great show.  

I could see that Zake and Frank were preparing for a good workout.  
Frank wiped his hand on a towel he had brought out from the 
bathroom, took one hand and wrapped it around Zake's waist while 
guiding his hard shaft into the crack of his nephew.

After a few strokes up and down the crack, Frank hesitated for a few 
seconds to ask,  "Are you ready?  If so, hold on tight."  With that 
proclamation, Frank gave a push into Zake with his broad hips.  I 
could see that Zake was moved by the motion.  He was moved 
physical pain by the violent push and emotionally by the thrilling 
stimulation.

Zake gave out a slight utterance of pain as he said, "Wooow, that's 
great."  And great it was with the head of a ten inch penis about to 
be rammed up his rectum.  The thought of it was painful to me.  Also 
the thought was stimulating.  I was not sure which emotion was 
greatest for Zake and at which point in time.

I saw that Frank held onto Zake with both hands as he pressed closer 
and deeper into that nude butt.  There were beads of sweat 
beginning to appear on Zake's forehead and upper face.  I could see 
that the pain and sensations were a strain on him.  

Zake groaned as Frank pressed further into him and sometimes he 
would say, "Ooow, does that feel good.  Let me have it Uncle Frank."  
or  "Give it to me.  I can take it all."  or  "Slow it down so I can feel it."

At about midpoint or at about five or six inches into Zake's rectum, 
Frank backed all the way out.  I could see the relief on Zake's face for 
that few seconds.  Frank allowed him to catch his breath before he 
plunged his love tool into that sore rectum again.  He repeated that 
for a couple more times to give his victim time to recover before the 
hard push.

Frank was a big man with a big penis.  He seemed old to me because 
he was gray in most of his pubic hair, partly in other body hair and 
on his head.  In spite of age he was doing a young man's work with 
his nephew.  

Perhaps because of his age or his ability to take his time, Frank 
seemed to take forever to get to his climax.  I was envious of that 
fact, since I was not able to hold back for very long and I am sure it 
must be wonderful to prolong the sensations.

After a time Frank was covered with sweat like Zake was.  They 
seemed to me a very slippery pair.  Finally Frank indicated that he 
was ready to fill Zake with his load of love juices.  As Frank pressed 
his full length into Zake their sweat met as Frank embraced Zake and 
held onto him.  I was not sure if it was sweat or tears that came from 
Zake's eyes.

In a few more seconds Frank had finished pumping and embraced 
Zake.  He slowly released his hold and let his hard penis slowly slip 
out of a sore rectum.  The juice and fecal matter had mixed 
themselves on Frank's shaft.  The end of his penis clearly showed the 
remains of semen oozing from the slit as it began to soften.

Frank held the base of his shaft as he rubbed the head of it up and 
down the crack of Zake's butt before he wiped his penis with a towel.  
I could see the brown stains as he wiped the sweat and matter off 
his young nephew's butt hole.

All that time I laid upon the bed, watching and unconsciously holding 
my hard penis in my hand.  Recovery was not long for me then. By 
that age I was fully covered with pubic hair in and around my 
crotch.  The hair did not extent but a few inches above my penis.

Frank's mostly gray pubic hair was all over his lower body and very 
bushy.  It covered his shaft for a few inches and most of his testicles.  
I could see through the hair since it was so light and wiry.

Zake's pubic hair was very pronounced in his crotch and nearly up to 
his navel.  His chest was quit hairy between his hairy breasts and 
down to his navel.  I enjoyed the feel of his hair against my not so 
hairy body.

Soon we were in Frank's large bed for a night's much needed rest.  I 
remember falling asleep some time after Zake returned from the 
bathroom.
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The next thing I remember was waking up with the feel of moist lips 
upon my penis head and around my shaft.  Frank had left us boys 
alone as he began his morning chores to get the restaurant ready for 
the day.

Zake had slipped my penis from under the covers to be free and able 
to be sucked.  As I became alert, Zake began to suck upon me with a 
great force.  The stimulation soon had my love tool very erect as my 
morning lover licked my testicles and penis or sucked one or the 
other.

Before I was able to eject, Zake jumped up onto the bed from his 
position on the floor at the edge of the bed.  He straddled me with his 
hard shaft in his hand.  He pumped it for a short time before his 
shaft let got with a burst of semen upon my chest and upper 
abdomen.

He squeezed out the final juices and wiped them upon my belly 
before he slid down upon his chest between my open legs.  With his 
tongue, he licked the whole of my chest and abdomen until he had 
licked off all of the love juices he had deposited there.  That was a 
sensation I had not experienced before.  

Again, Zake slipped down and took up sucking and licking my penis 
or testicles.  Soon he had me to the point of exploding my load of 
semen into his hot wet mouth.  I did not feel it important to let him 
know since he had just taken in his own fluid from my body.  

Zake slurped as he licked up my juices and sucked me clean.  The 
feel of his tongue around the head of my penis sent very sharp 
sensations up and down my body, almost a wonderful pain.  As I 
began to go limp, he stopped and went into the bathroom to get 
ready for work.

After Zake left for the morning, I got up, cleaned myself and dressed.  
Frank and Zake were busy when I got down stairs.  A little later I 
left for home.

There were later times I remember Zake would have friends visit 
him.  A couple of times when I had the opportunity to help, Zake had 
company stop in for awhile, during some slow times.  He would 
entertain them upstairs in the living room while Frank and I worked 
down in the restaurant.
In the late evenings when it was slow in the kitchen and busy at the 
bar, Frank would over look Zake's disappearing up stairs to visit with 
male friends.  Knowing some of his friends, I assumed that those 
visits had been intimate.
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DECEMBER 1953
AGE THIRTEEN
COUSIN RONNIE AND JACK
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The 1953 annual family winter holiday gathering came with much 
excitement.  I looked forward to the visit of cousins from distance 
places and the night activities.  Each year's adventures became an 
obsession with me.  I spent a lot of time thinking about my sexuality 
that past year or so.  

One of the first families to arrive was Cousin Ronnie's.  With them 
that year they brought a new kid.  He was ten year old Jack.  Jack 
was a cousin of Ronnie on his father's side.  Ronnie's father was 
married to one of my Ralph's sisters.

That night Ronnie took use of the bed room next to mine on the third 
floor.  He was nineteen then and I wondered if he was still into the 
activities we used have together.  Some cousins had, unfortunately, 
grown out of those boyhood games.

I paid little attention to the young kids like Jack.  He was a quiet, 
frail boy and I had not thought abut him being invited to sleep with 
cousin Ronnie.  It should have been natural to assume, since they 
came together.

When the time came for bed, I went up to my room, got ready and 
went to the bathroom.  As I finished and opened the door there stood 
young Jack in his undershorts.  I excused myself, continued to my 
room and gave him little more thought.  

There were two bed rooms on the third floor and the bath room with 
a shower and bathtub.  The floor was separated by a door at the foot 
of the stairs, making it totally private and perfect for a teenage boy 
who may need quiet or noise of his own.  I could close all the doors 
and not hear the dog bark on the first floor.  That was really private.

I could hear activity in the other bed room if it was loud enough and 
I was being quiet.  I heard Jack when he returned from the bath 
room.  I knew there was a conversation, but was unable to 
understand a word of it through the walls.  If I sat in the closet I 
could make out most every word at a normal voice level.  I thought I 
might listen to hear if they might mention me.

I sat in the closet for a few minutes and discovered Ronnie wanted 
Jack to do something with me.  I had no clue what it was about.  A 
few minutes later their door opened so I thought I had better not be 
caught sitting in my closet.  I closed the closet door as someone 
faintly knocked at my door.  

I opened it to find young Jack standing there with nothing on.  I did 
not understand what was happening.  He asked, "Could you come 
next door and get my undershorts back from Ronnie?"

I did not know if I wanted to tangle with Ronnie.  The boy looked so 
cold and frail standing there, I asked, "Come in for a few minutes."  I 
needed to ask what was going on without Ronnie listening.  I asked, 
"How did Ronnie got your undershorts?"  

Jack said, "He asked for them?"  

I inquired, "Did you give them to Ronnie?"  

Jack said, "Yes, I did." 

I asked, "So, what's the problem?"  

He said, "Ronnie told me he would not give them back to me unless I 
came over to your room and ask you to get them for me." 

And then I thought I understood.  Ronnie must have been playing a 
game with him.  I explained that I would be able to help him and we 
left my room to go next door.  The door to Ronnie's room was opened 
enough for me to see in.  When I opened the door further, I saw 
Ronnie laid out on the bed waving his stiff penis around in the air.

He beckoned for us to enter and come closer.  It seemed Jack did not 
know what was going on.  I tried to ignore Ronnie's appearance and I 
asked him what he had done with Jack's undershorts.  He said, "I will 
give them back after a few assignments are made and completed."  

I thought I understood his intentions.  I asked, "What assignments 
are you talking about?"  

He said, "I want Jack to come and lay down next to me."  

I asked, "Jack, would mind doing that?"  

Jack said, "I do not mind."

Jack slowly went over to the bed and sat there looking over at me.  I 
nodded my head and he laid down next to Ronnie.  Ronnie asked, 
"Now, roll over on top of me." and told me, "I don't want you to 
leave."  

I did not want to leave, but I also did not want any trouble with any 
parents, if Jack complained to anyone.  I asked, "Jack, do you feel 
comfortable doing what Ronnie wants you to do?"  

He said, "Okay."  

I asked, "Are you sure or are you afraid to say."  

He said, "I like doing it."  

I said, "It's okay if no one else finds out."  

He said, "I am not a tattle tale.  I'll never tell anyone."  

I felt relieved.  I told Jack, "You can go ahead when you are ready."

Ronnie helped him get upon his body and put his erection between 
Jack's little legs.  He put his arms around him and asked, "Are you 
comfortable?  Do you like the way it feels?"  

Jack smiled and enthusiastically answered a loud, "Oh, yes, it feels 
good."  It seemed Ronnie had a convert.  

Ronnie asked me to join them.  I asked, "Jack ,do you know what's 
happening here?"  

He said, "Sure, I do."  

I asked, "What?"  

He said, "We are making sex."  

I asked, "Jack, do you want me to join you guys?"  

He said, "I think it will be fun if you do."  

I was still a little nervous about the whole thing until I was sure Jack 
understood and accepted it.  I walked over to the bed, sat on the 
edge of it, placed my hand on Jack's head and rubbed his hair and 
neck.  He look up, smiled at me and looked down my nude body 
toward my undershorts.  

I sensed it would be okay to continue.  I moved my hand down to 
rub his shoulders, back and below where Ronnie was hugging his 
waist .  Slowly I rubbed his buttock and felt myself getting 
stimulated.  I knew Jack saw and could not miss the swelling in my 
undershorts.  

Jack reached out his hand to me and I held it.  I continued to rub his 
buttock until he opened his smooth little legs wide enough to expose 
Ronnie's hard, throbbing penis.  I rubbed between Jack's legs and 
around Ronnie's penis at the same time.  Rubbing between Jack's legs 
got him and Ronnie more excited.  

Jack moved his little buttock up and down on Ronnie's shaft and 
reached out for mine.  His hand did not quite reach, so I moved 
closer to him.  He put his hand between my legs causing my shaft to 
swell even more.

Ronnie asked Jack to get up, move forward and crouch down over his 
head.  Ronnie moved Jack's little buttock into position so he could 
reach his little hard penis with his mouth.  He raised his head slightly 
on a pillow to reach and suck Jack's penis into his mouth.  

Jack said, "Wow!  That feels real good."  

Ronnie asked, "Does that mean you like it?"  

Jack said, "Yeees, I sure do."  

Ronnie said to me, "Take off your undershorts and get involved any 
way you want."  

Ronnie's hard throbbing penis and firm, fuzzy testicles were very 
appealing.  I stood up dropped my undershorts to the floor and laid 
down to fondle Ronnie's beckoning, throbbing penis.  As I laid there, 
Jack reached over toward me, grabbed my hot, hard shaft in his 
small soft hand and pumped it slowly.  Jack stopped and sighed for a 
few seconds as he had a dry climax in Ronnie's mouth.  Jack 
continued to pump me while Ronnie still sucked on him.

Jack excused himself while he moved to a comfortable position to 
reach my penis easily with his mouth.  I was pleased.  I stopped 
sucking Ronnie long enough to ask Jack, "Have you ever done this 
before?"  

He said, "Not with my mouth."  

I asked him, "What do you know about the white stuff that comes 
out of a guy?"  

He said, "I know what it is?"  

I said, "Okay", and asked, "Are you willing to take it if I unload while 
I am still in your mouth?"  

He said, "I want to try it."  That was all I wanted to know.  I 
continued to suck Ronnie and hold off until Ronnie had finished.

Ronnie stopped with Jack and shot his load into my mouth.  I 
finished with him and let my load go into Jack's mouth after letting 
him know I was ready.  I asked Jack,  "Are you okay?"  

He said, "It surprised me a little.   At first I didn't know what to do 
with the stuff in my mouth."  

I told him, "You could have spit it out if you did not want to 
swallowed it."  

He asked me, "What did you do?"  

I told him, "I swallow it.  What did you do?"  

He said, "It came so fast I could only swallow to get rid of it."  

I said, "That's okay."  

I asked him, "How do you feel?"  

He said, "Great.  I want to do it again."

I asked Jack, "Move over to the edge of the bed where I can reach 
you."  He moved over, I knelt down on the floor next to him, felt him, 
licked his testicles and penis before I sucked him.  I wanted to know 
what it was like to feel him.  He did not mind.  I finished up, put on 
my undershorts, said, "Good night," and left the room.
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Late the next afternoon, Ronnie came to me and asked, "Would you 
mind if Jack slept with you for the night?"  

I asked, "Is there a problem?"  

He said, "No.  There just wouldn't be room enough for him."  

I said, "It's okay with me, but what about Jack?"  Ronnie indicated 
that Jack would not have a problem with it.

A short time later, Jack came to me all excited about sleeping with 
me for the night.  He said,  "I'll see you later", and headed off the join 
others his age.

That evening, before the day of the feast, we ate, helping ourselves, 
from containers of food throughout the dining room and kitchen.  The 
young kids played outside as late as they could and us older ones 
were in or out depending upon our desires.

When it came time for us to settle in for the night, I went up stairs 
with Jack following me to my room.  He was impressed with all the 
things to get into.  I was strict about what he could or could not 
touch.  He was okay about that.  He was not as frail or shy as he 
seemed to be at first.  He had been very ill as an infant and it caused 
him to be slow in developing physically.  He was a smart little guy 
for a ten year old.

I sent him off to the bathroom before going to bed and I got 
undressed while I waited my turn.  When he returned I went to the 
bathroom.  As I passed Ronnie's bed room on the way, I thought to 
look in to say good night.  I knocked to be sure I did not interrupt 
anything.  

I heard cousin Ronnie ask, "Who's knocking?"  

I said who I was and big cousin Frank opened the door, said a big, 
"Hi, come in."  He took my hand and gave me a big hug.  Sixteen year 
old Frank had called me his favorite young cousin for years.  

Sitting on the bed with cousin Ronnie was seventeen year old cousin 
Junior.  Junior was a tough kid for his age.  They both were looking at 
a magazine.  Ronnie invited me in to see it.  I went over and 
discovered they were looking a girlie magazine.  I was not really 
interested, so I let them know I would have to see it later, because I 
needed to go to the bathroom.

I completed my duties in the bathroom and returned to my room to 
find Jack still looking around at things.  He was an interesting ten 
year old.  I got into bed to read a little before going to sleep.  Jack 
put down what he was looking at and climbed in bed next to me.  He 
asked, "What are you reading?"  I explained what I knew about the 
book.  He asked, "How long are you going to read?"  

I said, "Not much longer."  

He said, "I'm tired.  I think I'm more interested in sleeping."  

I told him, "I understand."

In a few minutes I put down my book and turned off the light.  
About the time my eyes adjusted to the night light, I felt Jack 
moving around under the covers.  His hand slipped out from the 
covers and dropped something off the edge of the bed.  I realized it 
was his undershorts.

Jack moved closer to me and asked, "Can I lay on you like I did for 
Ronnie?"  

I let him know, "It's okay if we don't get into trouble doing it."  

He said, "I would never say anything to anyone."  I agreed to let him 
lay on me.

He lifted up and slid his young soft body over mine.  The feeling of 
him on my body sent my emotions wild.  My penis popped up 
immediately through my undershorts into his abdomen.  Jack hugged 
me and I hugged him.  He rubbed me with his nose and lips around 
my neck and shoulders.  He was a wormy little guy and fun to have 
around.  

After a minute or two he was bored with that and moved his body 
down to where he kissed at my nipples and rubbed my sides with 
his smooth warm hands.  He got me so excited I thought I was going 
to rip a hole in my undershorts with my erection.

Jack stopped to ask, "How much sperm juice do you have?"  

I said, "I'm not sure.  Why do you ask?"  

He said, "I'd like to see."  

I reached for the bed light, turned it on, said, "Okay." and asked, 
"Where would you like to see it?"  He thought it would be good if he 
pumped me so he could watch me unload.  I agreed and pulled off 
my undershorts so he could start pumping me.

He made impressive sounds as he moved into position to start the 
pumping job.  As he moved his small penis bobbed around with his 
firm little testicles.  I told him, "You can pump me if I can suck you."  
He moved around so his abdomen was over my chest and his genitals 
near my face.

Jack rubbed my testicles and penis as he played for a few minutes.  I 
told him, "I'm going to leak all over if you don't start pumping."  He 
began pumping and I began sucking.  In a few minutes I stopped and 
told him I was ready.  He got off to my side so to have a better view 
and to pump faster.  I laid there watching him as he sat watching my 
penis intensely as he pumped it.  I soon exploded all over the head, 
down my penis, onto his hand, into my pubic hair and abdomen.  

Jack was thrilled at the sight.  It was like a special event for him.  I 
was pleased I was able to thrill him so much.  I laid still for a few 
minutes as we admired my wet and slimy penis.  He rubbed his hand 
on my abdomen to clean it.  I did not mind.  I told him, "I will clean 
you up in the bathroom as soon as I got up."  He was like having a 
little sex slave at my service.

I carefully got up, wiped off with my dirty socks, put on my 
undershorts, handed him his and took him and the socks to the bath 
room quietly, so not to disturb anyone.  Once in the bath room I told 
him, "I'm going to take a shower and you can clean yourself at the 
sink."  I took off my undershorts and put them and the socks into the 
hamper.  

Jack looked at me and said, "I could use a shower," and asked, "Do 
you mind if I shower with me?"  I motioned in the direction of the 
shower, he dropped his undershorts to the floor and bounded into 
the tub for a shower with me.

I turned on the water as he waited on the other end of the tub.  He 
rubbed against me, put his hand on my waist to steady himself and 
made me feel excited again.  I adjusted the water and stepped into it.  
Jack followed rubbing against me again and again.  I turned to him 
and asked, "Can I wash you?"  

He smiled at me, nodded his head and said, "Oh, yes."

It was a great thrill for me to wash Jack from head to toe and all the 
little parts in between.  I thought how wonderful it would be to have 
a little brother to do this with all the time.  When I finished Jack 
volunteered to wash me, if I got down so he could reach me.  We 
both enjoyed the part where he washed my genitals.  

It was stimulating but I let it go for another time.  I stopped the 
water, got out, picked out a towel from the closet, went back into the 
tub and wiped Jack down before he got cold.  While he got dressed 
into his undershorts and a clean towel, I dried and dressed in a towel 
before we left the bathroom.  It was getting late so we returned to 
bed to sleep together very relaxed and comfortable.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
FEBRUARY 1954
AGE THIRTEEN
SETH MEETS ZAKE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13.2
It was a week end in February of 1954 that I had a chance to stay 
over with Big Frank and Zake.  That particular night my classmate, 
Seth came over to see if Frank was needing any help for that next 
week.  He and Frank settled on a schedule that would meet with the 
both of them.  Things had been so busy with Seth that he was unable 
to see Frank much since Zake's arrival.  Each time Seth came by they 
were too involved with work to visit with each other or to meet Zake.

Seth was like an only, lonely child who was moved around between 
parent locations.  Much of his spare time was spent with his father.  
His mother worked most of the time and left Seth to take care of the 
home alone, leaving him with little time for a social life.  There was 
only the brief times for Seth to see Frank as he passed through on his 
way home from school.  

It seemed that Seth found a few moments now or then to talk with 
me about things, only a bit each time.  He was not one to share 
personal things with anyone.  I guessed that he might have known 
me more than any of the other boys in our class.  It was not that we 
were buddies or anything like that.  It was only on a rare occasion 
that we would talk to each other.

I felt for him and thought about asking him over to my home for a 
night, but the only time I did get to ask him, he said it would not 
work out at that time.  He said there was too much going on at his 
home to be able to get away.  The opportunity never seemed to come 
up again or I did not give it much more thought.

Because the work demand had slowed, Frank could use a little help 
to get extra things done around the place that he could not do 
otherwise.  Zake was going to take a short break to visit his family, so 
Frank could use Seth to put things away or help clean up around the 
place.  It was not anything that Frank needed to have help with, but 
it was nice to have a pair of hands around once in a while with Zake 
away.

Frank mentioned to Seth that I was going to stay over for the night 
and asked him if he was interested in doing the same.  The first time 
I meet with him outside of school was when Frank had the both of us 
boys stay over for a night of fun activity.  Knowing he was a visitor 
of Frank it was not surprising to know he would want to visit with 
Zake as well.  

Seth said he would have to ask, but did not think he would have a 
problem, since there was no school in the morning and his mother 
worked that night.  He phoned his mother to ask if he could help 
Frank that evening and stay over to help in the morning.  

He seemed not to have any difficulty convincing his mother to let 
him stay over night.  His mother was out at work for the evening and 
knew Seth would be alone.  

As soon as he could, Frank sent us boys and Zake up stairs to the 
apartment for the night.  Not much later we were in Frank's bedroom 
admiring his photo walls.  The inside wall was nearly covered with 
enlarged photographs of individuals whom Frank claimed were 
subjects of his art work.

Many photographs were women poses, but most were men.  Some 
were of young men who may have been less than eighteen.  I 
remembered how Seth enjoyed looking at those the last time I was 
there with him.  It was not long until I noticed a swelling in his jeans.

All the time I was watching Seth viewing the photographs, Zake was 
in the bath room cleaning up from his day of work in the hot kitchen.  
Big Frank, when he got up there made no effort to interrupt our 
activity.  He straightened up the bed, put away a few things, put out 
a few others and adjusted the window shades.

Almost without regard for us boys, Big Frank undressed and placed 
his clothing in a basket near a closet door beside the bathroom.  
When he was dressed down to only his boxer shorts, Frank sat on the 
edge of the bed for a moment as he looked at us boys.  

Big Frank invited us boys to join him on the bed.  As we approached 
him I could easily see that his penis head stuck out from under the 
leg of his boxer shorts.  His penis was longer soft than many men I 
had seen hard.  

Seth sat at the foot of the bed next to Big Frank and I sat on his other 
side.  Frank said to us, "How would you boys like to end the night?  
Do you guys have anything in mind that would get you excited?"

I first glanced to my left to see what Seth might say.  He looked at 
me and said, "I don't have anything special in mind.  Do you guys 
have anything?"  I said I hoped Big Frank had something in mind.

About that time, Zake entered the bedroom from the confines of the 
bathroom.  He was dressed in an undershirt and tight white jockey 
shorts.  Frank looked his way and asked, " Zake, do you have 
anything in mind for this night's activity?"  

Zake replied, "I sure do.  I would like to see us guys undress our 
young friends as they protest."  

Frank asked, "Do you mean we are to rape our young guests?"  

Zake answered, "Call it what you like, but I would like to undress a 
boy as he tries to prevent me.  I think that would be fun for us all.  
What do you guys think about that?" he asked as he looked at us 
boys.

I smiled in an approving way as Seth said, "Okay", toward me and 
waited for Zake to respond.  After a pause, Seth added, "Only if we 
get to do something with you guys sometime."  

Frank added, "That's a good idea.  Now are you boys willing to do a 
little play acting?"  Both Seth and I agreed to play act and provide 
foreplay for our hosts.

Without waiting for further instructions, Zake came forward, grabbed 
Seth by the shoulders, pushed him back upon the bed and laid 
himself on top of him.  After that he tickled Seth while attempting to 
unbutton his clothing.  Frank and I got up out of the way to watch 
the action.  

Seth was a big boy for his nearly fourteen years and put up a very 
good struggle.  He managed to push Zake off him, long enough to get 
up on his feet.  Zake quickly got up from the bed and before he was 
able to turn around to face Seth, Seth reached out, placed the palm of 
his hands on either side of Zake's hips, slid his hands downward.  As 
his hands went down along Zake's hips and legs his undershorts were 
brought down until they landed on the floor, wrapped around his 
ankles and feet.

Immediately, Zake was caught off guard.  Seth took advantage of the 
situation.  As Zake turned part way around to face his foe, Seth slid 
his hand under the crotch of his victim, lifted him up and pushed 
him back enough to send him sailing backward onto the bed with a 
crash.

Zake lost his balance and fell back with his arms stretched out to try 
to catch his fall.  His feet were still wrapping in his undershorts when 
he landed.  He laid so as to show his nude body to all who would see.

His dark pubic hair was spread from the middle of his chest, in and 
around a pair of dark pink or brown nipples, until it meet with the 
hair around his belly button.  It continued to flow and grow 
downward to his opened legs where a pair of very dark haired 
testicles momentarily rested from the fall, up against and covering 
his rear body opening tightly between his hairy legs.  In the center 
of his crotch bush extended his skinless penis of about seven inches.  
As his penis fell backward on his abdomen it extended nearly to his 
hairy navel.

Frank laughed as Seth, without letting Zake have any recovery time, 
forced himself on top of the nude body of Zake.  Seth held Zake down 
on the bed so that the pair of them were thrashing around at the foot 
of the bed.  Whatever Zake did to slip out from under Seth he was 
countered.

Soon Zake gave up his struggle.  Seth held him down as he slid his 
body up to straddle his victim.  He sat his full weight down in the 
middle of Zake's lower chest with his knees over Zake's arms.  Zake 
was stuck on the bed until Seth decided to let him up.

While holding Zake down with his weight and knees, Seth unbuckled 
his belt and unbuttoned his pants.  For only a few seconds he 
removed his weight only long enough to slide his jeans down a bit to 
expose his erected penis and red pubic hair.  

He asked Zake, "Is this what you were looking for?  All you had to do 
was ask for it and I would have given it to you.  Now you are going 
to get it whether you want it or not."

I could see the sweet beads coming from Seth's red hair and 
forehead.  He was a big boy for his age and seemed to have no 
problem taking care of himself.  His red hair seemed darker with the 
moisture in it.

Seth released Zake's arms and stood on his knees over the nude body 
of Zake.  He told Zake, "If you still want it you can have it all, right 
down your throat.  All you need to do is undress it."

With that, Zake used his free arms and hands to peel down the jeans 
and undershorts until we could see the full glory of Seth's crotch.  
Seth had about five inches of penis hard and ready for the taking.

Zake said he was ready to eat his penis.  Seth was about to lean 
forward when Big Frank stopped him for the moment.  He lifted 
Seth's pullover shirt and undershirt at the same time to reveal Seth's 
light soft skin from his abdomen up to his chest and back.  

As Big Frank pulled the shirts over Seth's head I could see the light 
red hair under his arm as it began to fill in the cavity.  His nipples 
were a dark pink and I wished I would be able to suck on them 
while Zake sucked his hot pink penis head and tender shaft.

Frank said he could continue with what he was going to do.  Seth 
rolled forward on his knees until his penis was over Zake.  Zake 
looked up into Seth eyes and viewed everything between.  I could 
appreciate his vantage point.  Zake intended to be the aggressor, but 
ended up the oppressed.

Zake reached up to rub the fuzzy orange haired testicles above him 
and said he could easily take all he had.  Seth laid forward and 
extended his legs out behind himself.  As he did he guided his penis 
into the waiting mouth of Zake.

Big Frank assisted the pair by removing Seth's shoes and socks.  
After that he reached up just below his butt checks to grab the belt 
and pants.  He pulled them down only as far as they would go.  Next 
he grabbed the bottom of the pant legs and gave them a hard pull.  
He kept that up until the jeans and undershorts were completely 
removed from Seth and dragged over Zake's nude lower body.

Seth's light complexion and red hair seemed to glow in the light of 
the room.  He pressed his five inch skinless penis into his captive's 
month who received it willingly laying there with his lower body 
exposed.  His erection was left unattended while he sucked Seth's 
penis while it was pressed into his mouth.  I was willing to help out 
but did not want to interrupt the action.

I undressed as I watched the activity on the bed.  Frank was rubbing 
Seth and Zake as Seth was being sucked by Zake.  At times the 
slurping sound was loud and inviting.  Seth would, with his eyes 
closed, raise or lower his head and express his emotions in his face or 
moan.

Suddenly, Seth let out with a loud, "Ooow, I'm there.  Can't hold it any 
longer."  Zake moved his hands up and down Seth's back and sides.  
Frank let his large hands fondle Seth's rear end and Zake's open 
crotch as he sat on the bed beside them.

Once undressed down to my underwear I sat down to continue 
watching the entertainment.  My penis was forcing the material of 
my undershorts to expand.  It was anxiously awaiting its turn for 
some of the action.

Big Frank said I could have Zake while he laid there.  I took the 
opportunity to participate.  Zake laid in a position as he was pushed 
upon the bed.  His buttocks and upper dark hairy legs were at the 
foot of the bed while his lower legs and feet hung down toward the 
floor.

Frank used both hands to open Zake's legs more to accommodate my 
fondling or playing with its contents.  As Zake finished his sucking of 
Seth I was in position on the floor at the foot of the bed so I could 
reach Zake's crotch with both my hands and mouth.  I bent forward 
so my chest was against the bed.  Tenderly I ran my right hand up 
and around his stiff penis making sure to feel his dark pubic hair 
around the area.  With my left hand, I was able to feel the hair and 
soft skin of his tight testicle sack.

I could see that a small amount of clear moisture had appeared at 
the slit on his penis head.  Instinctively, I reached my tongue out to 
lick off the sweat tasting fluid as it was oozing forth.  The tip of my 
tongue could feel the slit as it slid across the head.  It was not wasted 
as the human syrup was brought into my mouth for a flavored 
experience.  

I did not mind, at all, the taste of the clear fluid that many times was 
there before the coming forth of semen.  Semen was difficult for me 
to ever get used to.  In fact, most of the time the taste would gag me.  
It was very important that I was aware of the impending flow so I 
could be prepared to swallow it quickly and not allow myself ever to 
taste of it.

Seth laid on top of Zake for a few minutes as if to recover before he 
moved off to the side of the bed.  Frank stood up beside me at the 
foot of the bed while Seth rolled off onto the floor.  Seeing that he 
was relieved, Frank invited Seth to make what he could of his 
expanded shaft still mostly hidden within a pair of boxer shorts.  A 
few inches of the hard shaft and swollen head pushed its way down 
the leg of the shorts and was holding it open from the gray haired 
leg.

Frank went around the bed to the other side to meet Seth.  He took a 
hand from Seth and placed it upon his exposed penis head.  Seth 
squeezed his hand around the head and part of the shaft.  As he did 
so, Frank pulled him in close to him and wrapped his arms around 
his nude body.

Slowly, Seth slid down Big Frank's body until he was on his knees in 
front of him.  Big Frank unsnapped the fasteners on his boxer shorts.  
Seth pulled them slightly and allowed them to fell to the floor around 
Frank's feet.  

With his face, Seth, rubbed Big Frank's crotch and ten inches of penis.  
Seth used his nose and lips to caress the shaft and head of that 
massive penis.  A few times he let his lips tug at the flesh holding up 
a pair of low hanging testicles.

While Seth was making Big Frank feel good, Zake turned his attention 
to me.  He got up from the foot of the bed, came around to where I 
knelt watching the action and began to run his fingers up and around 
the crotch of my undershorts.  

Eagerly, Zake slid his hand under the crotch of my undershorts to 
find an awaiting hard erection.  When his fingers touched the head of 
my penis causing it to jump with excitement.  It was not too far from 
eruption after viewing the action for that time.

Zake released me and stood up momentarily to allow me to view his 
nude body.  His penis was extended out from a mass of dark, almost 
black pubic hair.  The tip of his penis was very red and pulsing.  I 
could see that his testicle sack was drawn up tight around a pair of 
black hair covered testicles.  The dark hair extended down the inside 
of his slim legs and up as far as his belly button.  After a slight break 
in the hair line, it continued up to his chest, around and between a 
pair of dark pinkish brown nipples.

There he stood for only a short time, just long enough for me to 
admire his body, before he asked me to stand up.  I stood up as Zake 
requested.  He slipped his hands under my undershirt and lifted it 
up and over my head, dropping it upon the edge of the bed.  Without 
and invitation, he bent over toward me and pulled down my 
undershorts until they were on the floor and on top of my bare feet.

My pubic hair was mostly grown by then and only lacking the filling 
in and spreading out.  The thrill of Zake's touching me was 
exhilarating.  I could feel the fluid within my testicles getting ready 
to explode out the head of my penis.  

While my love tool stood there throbbing with excitement, Zake 
kissed my pink hairless nipples.  For a moment, I thought he was 
going to suck them from me.  I felt like saying something about the 
pain, but instead, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the experience.  Soon 
he was trying to suck my belly button into his mouth.

From my belly button, Zake slid down to my crotch.  It must have 
been difficult for him to do what he wanted with me while I stood 
there, so he reached up to my waist and moved me gently onto the 
edge of the bed.  In that position, he lifted my legs up and over his 
shoulders.  

At first I thought he was going to ream me with his hard shaft.  
Instead, he lifted me up until my butt cheeks were lifted from the 
bed.  He held me up with his hands of either side of my cheeks.  

I laid back on the bed and let Zake's tongue take a trip around my 
butt crack and hole.  I thought that the sensation could not get 
better.  My penis was about to explode with semen all over me.  At 
that second I felt his tongue harden and push its way into my anal 
canal.  

That was the first time I recall that anyone every used a tongue to 
penetrate me.  The thought slowed my erection a bit as I enjoyed the 
pleasure of the moment.  

Once Zake had the tip of his tongue inside my rectum I felt his lips 
touch the outer walls.  The muscles tensed as he kissed and sucked 
my rectum.  With one long lick of the tongue he finished with my 
rectum and began to kiss, lick and suck my tight semen loaded 
testicles.  I reached down to feel the tip of my penis head to feel 
what was oozing from it.  The excitement had caused a great supply 
of clear juices to flow from me.

I found myself licking my fingers of my sweat juices as my penis 
encountered Zake's hot lips at the tip and head.  He sucked my penis 
into his mouth just far enough for him to suck off the sweat precum 
juices that were oozing from me.

That was all it took for me to ejaculate my load into his open mouth.  
I was sure he was not ready for my load.  It took him by surprise, 
nevertheless, he seemed to enjoy the juices as they spurted out of 
me.  He sucked me deep into the back of his mouth and used his lips 
to squeeze my shaft.  After a few squeezing seconds later, I had 
given up all that I could at that time.

Zake released my penis from his mouth and slid himself up onto my 
hot young body.  He laid down on top of me and pressed his hairy 
parts into my flesh.  It felt very pleasant and relaxing to have him 
hold me tight and kiss my face, neck and ears.

Remembering that Zake had not let me complete my activities with 
him, I thought that he might be ready for some action for him.  I 
continued to lay there as he sucked my ear lobs and kissed my 
cheeks and neck.  He wanted to kiss me on the lips, but I was not 
about to let anyone do that.  For some reason, I was not able to allow 
myself to be kissed on the lips, especially after being sucked by 
them.

My refusal did not slow him down.  Again he slid down to kiss and 
suck my chest nipples until they hurt.  Soon he was up and above me 
with his hard penis in hand.  I knew he was ready to get me into 
action again.  

Slowly, Zake pumped his penis and let it come closer and closer to 
my face, until he let it rub against my lips.  The moisture let me 
know that he was ready to let me have it.  I reached out my tongue 
to lick his moist penis head and tasted the juices as they began to 
flow from him.

There was more semen than precum juices and it was difficult for me 
to enjoy it.  Zake held my face as I tried to turn it away.  I thought he 
was going to force me to take it into my mouth.  Instead, he began to 
pump his love muscle until it spit out semen onto my face and about.  
I could see it flow from the slit in the head as it came out and hit me 
on the side of my face.  It felt warm and slippery at first.

He seemed to enjoy the feel of it as he used the head of his penis to 
rub it around my cheek and neck.  He fortunately did not force it 
anywhere near by mouth.

The warm sticky substance soon felt cold and wet on my face.  Zake 
rolled off to the side of me and used his tongue to wipe his juices 
from my face.  He said it would be good for my skin.  The thought of 
him sucking in his own juices turned me off and nearly sick to my 
stomach.

Zake continued to lick, suck and kiss his semen juices from the side 
of my face and down my neck.  I was very glad when he had 
finished his ordeal.  
	When Zake got up and away from me he was on his way into 
the bathroom when Big Frank called him over to help Seth get him 
excited.  By then, Seth was standing up against Big Frank as he 
pressed his big penis between his legs.  

Frank asked Zake to add himself to the other end of his shaft.  Zake 
knelt down behind Seth and placed the head of Frank's penis in his 
mouth and sucked hard.  I could hear the loud slurping as Zake 
sucked his uncle's shaft and its head in and out of his mouth.  There 
must have been at least a good four inches sticking out from behind 
Seth.

Zake rubbed both Seth and Big Frank as he sucked away.  Seth was 
very wet looking as Big Frank was puffing and huffing away trying 
to get to his climax.  Frank held Seth in his arms making passionate 
love to him and let Zake suck his love tool.

Frank invited me to join them.  I willingly added myself to their 
sensational experience by clinging on to both Big Frank and Seth and 
using my hands to gather in sensations of my own.

It was not long before Big Frank moaned loudly and announced, 
"Wow, its about time."  I never knew Big Frank to get to a climax 
easily.  I envied him a bit, knowing that it must be better to prolong 
the climax.

Zake sucked Big Frank until there was nothing left to hold onto.  Big 
Frank held tight onto my classmate, Seth, while he let his penis come 
from between his legs.  The big hard penis was soon limp and soft 
again. 

After all of that night's activity, we each crowded into the bathroom 
as we could to unload or clean up for bed.  We were soon asleep, 
together, in our birthday suits.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
FEBRUARY 1954
AGE THIRTEEN
BERNIE SUITS ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13.3
When I got home from Big Frank's place, Ralph asked me if I would 
like to take a ride down to see Bernie and pick up my new suit.  
Bernie called to invite Ralph and I to his shop.  He told Ralph that he 
had completed a suit and wanted to see how it would fit before he 
gave it to me.  

After an exhausting night I was not sure I would be ready for 
another adventure right away, but I knew that Bernie was a very 
nice old man and really wanted to please me, as Ralph once told me.  
Ralph said that he could not get away until later that day and would 
need to do other things while he was there.  He told me he would 
have to leave me with Bernie for a time if I did not mind.  Bernie 
was going to wait at his shop for us until we got there.

It usually took most of the morning to get going and be at Bernie's 
clothing shop.  We did not get to leave home until just after an early 
lunch.  Ralph said that he would leave me off and return for me in 
about an hour while he visited with another client in the next town 
from Bernie's shop.

By the time we got to the little clothing shop I was ready for an 
evening out.  The rest on the few hours trip helped me to get ready 
for whatever action Bernie might have to offer.  He was a very timid 
man and would not be very active.

Ralph parked the car a block from the shop and we walked.  Bernie's 
shop was well lighted when we arrived, even though it was after 
hours.  We found him there talking to a young women who was 
picking up something for her husband.  She was soon gone so that 
Bernie could visit a few minutes with Ralph before he had to leave.

As soon as Ralph left Bernie locked the outside door and turned off 
his sign and main shop lights.  He left on only a single light behind 
his counter.  Without any ceremony, Bernie asked me to join him in 
the rear of the shop.  He opened up a curtain that led to an open 
room accommodating several sewing machines, rolls of cloth and 
pieces of material in piles all over tables around the room.

Bernie went over to a rack of clothing and pulled down a good 
looking suit made of fine materials.  I had not seen it put together 
before and it surely looked nice compared to the cloth I had seen 
before.

I stood just inside the curtain until Bernie motioned for me to follow 
him over to a very low table that I assumed was used to model 
clothing.  He told me to step up onto the platform so he could get me 
ready to wear the suit.

He did not spend much time getting down to the action.  My jacket 
was helped off, my pants were unbuckled and unbuttoned to allow 
them to be carefully let down to the platform.  Bernie asked me to 
step out of them and I did while he pulled them from my shoes.  He 
unbuttoned my shirt and pulled the sleeves down each arm.  Next he 
bent down to untie my shoes and remove them.

With little delay, Bernie slipped his hands down and inside my 
undershorts.  By then I had an erect penis begging to be pleased.  He 
let me stand there in that cool room while he took off his jacket, 
unbuttoned his pants, removed them and stood there admiring my 
body.  

He stood there with his boxer shorts covering his crotch.  I 
remembered that the little man had a short but hard penis of about 
four inches with a his pair of loose testicles hanging down about the 
same distance as his penis was long.  All of his pubic hair was of 
white and gray.  When he finally lowered his undergarment I could 
see that he was as I had remembered.

His penis was hard and dry to the touch as he took my hand and 
placed it upon it.  I held his stub and felt it throb a bit in my hand.  
It was certain that I must have been a treat to him.

Seeing my reaction, Bernie pulled back a bit and got up beside me 
long enough to sit on the edge of a clothing table.  He sat there 
admiring me again and invited me to fondle him again.  I put my 
hand onto his love tool to find it had a little moisture at the tip.

He told me that I could taste him if I wanted to, claiming that he had 
gotten better with age.  Taking advantage of his invitation, I turned, 
knelt and leaned into his crotch.  Instinctively, I reached out my 
tongue to lick off his precum juice.  Bernie, moved with excitement, 
gently held onto my head as to help me get closer into him.

I used my tongue to lick and rub his penis head.  Each stroke caused 
his penis to throb.  Its throbbing got me more excited and more 
interested in giving Bernie's penis more attention.  Slowly, I allowed 
the head to slip into my mouth until I had taken in his whole four or 
so inches.  His penis was not very long, but it seemed big around for 
the size.

It was not long before I could feel that Bernie was about to expel his 
love juices.  I expected that I would have to take them in, but just 
before it was time, Bernie withdrew in order to pump himself.  He 
held out a piece of tissue paper to catch an oozing flow of semen 
from the enlarged head of his short penis.

Bernie excused himself to use the bathroom which was set aside in 
the corner of his shop.  Soon he returned with a roll of bathroom 
tissue.  Without delay he bent himself into my crotch and used his 
mouth to warm my cooling penis.   

It was not long before my nearly six inches were poking the back of 
his mouth.  And not long after that, I was ready to give up my juices.  
I announced that I was nearly ready.  Bernie allowed my penis to 
slip from his mouth and he immediately went to pumping me.  The 
switch set me back a bit but not for long.  I erupted with a great 
spurt of semen onto an awaiting piece of tissue paper, provided by 
my host.

Bernie took delight in watching the force with which I came forth 
with my semen climax.  He said it made him feel young for the 
moment and wished that I did not stop so soon.  I agreed that it 
would have been better if I could do it longer, but I only had so 
much to give.

Soon Bernie was neatly dressed and preparing me with my new suit.  
It was a dark blue with faint lines in it.  I felt good as it was and the 
suit made me feel even better.

It was about the time we were re-entering the front of the store that 
Ralph knocked at the front door.  Bernie quickly let him in and 
locked the door behind him.  Except for the light over the counter 
area the store was dark.

Bernie and Ralph visited a few minutes and admired my new suit.  
Ralph excused us to leave and Bernie said he needed to get home for 
dinner.  As we made our way out Bernie came along and locked the 
door as he also left for home and his evening meal.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
FEBRUARY 1954
AGE THIRTEEN
FLYING WITH JOE AND WALTER
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13.4
It was still early evening, so Ralph and I drove to the hotel at which 
we usually stayed on his business trips to the area.  When we 
arrived, Ralph was given a message.  Joe had called to tell Ralph 
know that he planned to be at the office late and that if it was 
convenient he could call him.

Joe was always good for a great get together and I was hoping that 
Ralph would be able to see him before we left for home.  Ralph 
indicated that he would need to call Joe, but did not plan to go out 
again, because he was tired from the trip and the day's work.

We ordered dinner before going to our room to clean up.  It was nice 
for an evening in February.  There was a bit of a warming trend for 
that time of year.  Usually it was milder there than it was at home, 
but not as mild as it was that day.

Just as we were getting back down to the dining room for our dinner, 
Joe came in from the lobby.  He said he went out for an errand and 
did not think that we would mind if he stopped in to say hello and 
ask a few questions before he left on an evening flight.

Joe's bookkeeper was away due to a family situation and left 
instructions that were not easily understood by the other office staff.  
So that was why the need to speak with Ralph.  Ralph offered Joe a 
meal with us and time to discuss his questions.  Joe agreed to wait 
and have something to drink since he had eaten earlier.

Ralph patiently took his time to explain what Joe's bookkeeper 
needed of them while she was gone.  We eat and they talked 
throughout the meal.  

Near the end of the meal, Joe noticed how late it was getting and told 
us he had to leave for the airport soon.  To my pleasant surprise, Joe 
asked Ralph if I would be able to accompany him on his trip.  He said 
that he would be returning early the next day and if that would meet 
with our schedule, he would have me back before dinner the next 
day.

At first Ralph did not think it was a very good idea to let me go off so 
far without him.  I told him that I thought it would be a wonderful 
time seeing all the night lights from the air.  Joe said it would be a 
good experience for me and that I would not be any bother to him.

"On second thought", Ralph explained, "I need to see a possible client 
some distance from here and it may take me until tomorrow night to 
get back.  Would that be too long a time for you to put up with a 
young teenager?"

Joe agreed that I would be well entertained and would not be any 
problem for him to have around.  With that I was asked to excuse 
myself to get a few things to take with me on the flight.  When I 
returned to the table from our room, Joe and I quickly exited the 
hotel and got into his small car to make a quick trip to the local 
airport some fifteen minutes away.  While we were driving, Joe 
informed me that his friend Walter was going to meet us at the 
plane.  Walter sometimes flown the plane on trips that Joe could not 
get away for.

We were all going to fly over to another state while Joe looked at a 
business site with a client.  The client was unable to meet us for the 
flight, but would meet us at the other airport to pick us up.  Walter 
was going along to fly and get some repairs or servicing done on the 
plane while Joe met with the client.

In about twenty minutes Joe, Walter and I were aboard the plane 
and about to taxi up the runway.  The view at night was a lot 
different than when I first flew there in the daylight.  I could see the 
hanger lights, the tower and runway lights as we lifted off into the 
flight.

As we lifted up into the air, Walter turned the plane about a quarter 
of the way around to get in line with the direction we needed to go.  
Soon we were well above the lights and nearly up to a few high 
flying clouds.  It was surprising how clear it was up there above 
everything.

It was about half an hour later that Joe took over control of the plane 
so that Walter could get a little rest before he would land us a few of 
hours away.  By that time it must have been about eight in the 
evening.

Walter got up from his place at the front of the plane and made his 
way back to where I was sitting.  He told me that I could unbuckle 
my safety belt and relax.  He sat down next to me on the isle side of 
the seat.  I was enjoying an occasional view of lights below us.

Walter chatted with me about little or nothing, before he put his arm 
around me.  He leaned into me a little until he was very close to me, 
enough to make me feel uncomfortable.  I assumed that he was 
looking out the window as I was.  I looked up at him to see that he 
was paying attention to me more than anything outside.

Not knowing what to expect from him, I freed myself just a little as I 
moved tight against the wall of the plane.  Soon Walter was using his 
fingers to rub my ear closest to the window.  I felt that familiar 
feeling of excitement begin to come over me.  I did not suspect that 
Walter would be wanting my close company.

With his other hand, Walter slide his fingers down and over my 
crotch.  By that time it did not take long for my equipment to stretch 
at the clothing in that area of my pants.  I think Walter enjoyed the 
feeling of my penis expanding.  He rubbed at my crotch ever so 
gently.

Before I was fully expanded, Walter had unbuttoned my pants and 
was fondling around to get at my inner crotch.  To my delight he 
reached what he was searching for.  With one hand on my fully 
expanded six inches, Walter fumbled around until he was able to get 
his trousers down and below his knees.  

At that time, Walter had my full attention.  I did not really care 
about seeing what was under us by then.  Walter let me go long 
enough to ask if I would get up and sit on him.  When I got up he 
helped to remove my lower clothing before I slid my butt down on 
top of Walter's eight inch shaft.

I knew what Walter had in mind and I did not care that he did not 
use anything to lubricate my rectum.  The first part of the insertion 
into my rear entrance was quite painful, but the pain seemed to 
excite me.  In the dim light of the cabin I could see that my penis 
head was expanded and throbbing.  The slit was starting to produce 
moisture as I heated up.

There was not a lot of heat in the cabin of the plane, so I kept my 
coat on to help keep me warm.  Walter lowered and raised himself to 
let his penis head sneak its way up and into my rectum.  After a 
minute or so all I felt was the sensation of his swollen penis head 
making its way into my inner anal canal.  

The anal walls were forced to expand each time the head made a 
pass through.  Before long the walls were relaxed somewhat and 
enjoying the feeling of that hard love muscle pumping in and out of 
me.  Walter was very aggressive and sweating as he humped and 
pumped.  

After Walter picked up a rhythm, he pumped my penis with the 
motion.  There was not much that I could do except to go along for 
the ride up and down his shaft.  It did not take me very long before I 
was ready to let out my hot load of semen.  I let my rear intruder 
know that I was not able to hold back any longer.  He stopped his 
pumping of my penis for the time until he could catch up with my 
timing.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of hot fluid injected into my inner 
bowels.  I knew that Walter had let go of his load of semen inside of 
me.  The thrill of the experience was all I could take to hold back my 
own love juices.  With that stimulation inside my body, I let my 
juices spurt forth from the head of my hardened penis and all over 
my abdomen.  

After the initial squirt, my juices flowed out and down my shaft to 
Walter's fingers.  Walter continued to pump my penis until all my 
juices were spread around the whole of my shaft.  The mess left me 
feeling uncomfortable.

To make matters worst, my undershirt was allowed to get moistened 
with the semen as it had spurted about.  Walter told me to slowly get 
off from him so he could get dressed.  That left me standing there 
with a mess all about my crotch and abdomen.

Walter was not in the least concerned about his mess.  He promptly 
pulled up his undershorts and pants over his unclean penis and all.  
He seemed to expect that I should do the same.  I hesitated not 
knowing how I was to clean myself.  He told me that there would be 
time for a bath before we returned to Joe's office.  I was told that he 
would see to my cleaning personally and not to be concerned about 
my current state.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In about two more hours Walter landed the plane at a large city.  
From the airport we were driven by Joe's client to a large city hotel.  
Walter took care of arrangements while Joe and his client discussed 
their agenda for the next morning.

We were soon up the elevator and into what seemed to me to be a 
small apartment.  The entrance opened up into a large living space.  
Within the entrance was a closet and from there I could see several 
stuffed couches and chairs with small tables about the living area.  
On a few of those tables were large brass lamps, magazines and ash 
trays.  Against one corner of the room was what turned out to be a 
bar.  I was given several sodas from it.

Off that living space were doors on either side that opened into 
bedrooms.  From the bedrooms and the living space we were able to 
open curtains and large double glass doors onto an open balcony.  I 
estimate that we were about six or eight floors up from the street 
below.

Each bedroom looked much alike, with a queen size bed very well 
decorated with painted furniture, large brass lamps and a couple of 
large pictures of scenery, similar to the entrance living area.  

Joe asked which room I would like to sleep in for the night.  After 
my experience on the plane, I was most interested in cleaning off the 
dried semen from my body.  It did not really matter much to me, so 
I asked who was most willing to have me.  Walter said that he had 
promised to see that I was cleaned up for the night and offered to 
take me into his room for the night.

It was rather late by that time.  Joe agreed that we should get off to 
bed immediately so he could get some sleep before his morning 
meeting.  Walter pointed at me and in the direction of the room in 
which he was going to sleep for the night.

For a thirteen year old, I was not very large.  I was about the usual 
height, but had not put on much weight.  In other words, I was could 
be called skinny.  Walter told me that I was the right build for the 
games he enjoyed.  

For the first thing, he asked me to sit on a chair next to a dresser.  
Not sure what he had in mind and tired from all of our trip, I 
willingly sat down.  I would rather had been asked to take a bath.

Walter closed the door behind us and made sure that the curtains 
and drapes were drawn before he came close to me as he had me 
sitting on the chair.  He knelt down on one knee in front of me, 
reached for a foot and removed a shoe and sock.  After bearing both 
feet Walter rubbed them softly for just a moment.

He unbuttoned my pants and asked me to stand up.  As I did, Walter 
stripped my pants and undershorts from me.  He lifted each of my 
legs to free my lower clothing from me.  After tossing them on top of 
the dresser, Walter stood up while taking my top shirt and 
undershirt up and over my head.  He tossed them on the dresser 
with the other clothes.  He told me that he would take care of 
cleaning the clothes the next morning and that I would not need 
them until then.

In my nudeness, Walter told me to get into the bath room and get 
cleaned up for bed.  He said he would join me in a few minutes.  
Before I got to the door he called me back.  He asked me if I would 
like to strip him as he had done to me.  I told him that I could.

In little time I removed Walter's clothing much like he had done for 
me, and we both took our nude bodies into the bath room.  Walter 
drew the bath water as he drained himself of liquid.  He did not 
mind that I was there in the same room watching him.  I was never 
able to relieve my bladder while someone was watching.

It was a welcome relief to remove all of the dried semen from my 
body.  There was only a few other times before then that I needed to 
wait to clean myself.  I did not like the crusty feeling on my skin as 
the creamy substance dried.

I sank into the warm water first and Walter stepped into the water 
after.  His dark crotch hair was very visible as he spread his legs to 
enter the tub.  Before he sat into the water at the other end of the 
tub facing me, he took one hand, pulled up his testicles and penis.  
With his other hand he itched his crotch.

As Walter sank into the warm soapy water, I thought of the first 
time I met him at Joe's apartment.  I did not expect this type of 
response toward me.  At that first time, Walter acted as if I was not 
there.  Perhaps he did not know enough about me at that time to say 
or do anything.  The most vivid remembrance was when he stood in 
the bath room at Joe's place and released his urine without regard 
for my presence.

The two of us made a very quick washing of ourselves before 
slipping into a very soft and comfortable bed.  He and I slept nude 
and did not do anything except hold each other that whole night.  I 
assume we were both too tired to consider doing anything except 
sleep.  Walter did wake up earlier that I did.  He woke me trying to 
unattach me from him.

Walter put on clean clothes before he left with our soiled clothes.  He 
told me that the hotel laundry could have them done before we 
returned from servicing the airplane.  I had extra clothes and did not 
concern myself with the others until they were returned to be 
packed up.

Joe had left for his meeting before Walter had gotten me up from 
bed.  He came into the room making loud noises.  It gave me a start 
and a slight headache.  I was annoyed by his tough way of acting out.  
I got dressed while Walter had started to eat breakfast in the open 
living space between the bedrooms.

When I got out into the room, Walter offered me eggs and toast from 
under a metal cover over a warm plate.  The invitation was welcome 
and I did not take long to consume the food.  More was offered, but I 
declined for the time being.

Walter told me that I might be more comfortable staying at the hotel 
while he did some service work on the aircraft.  He said he could 
return in about two hours and leave the hanger crew to finish up 
their work alone.  

By that time there were televisions available in fancy hotels such as 
the one we were staying in.  He told me that two hours would go by 
faster for me if I were watching the television down on the main 
floor of the hotel.

It was interesting to see some of the things on the new tubes, so I 
agreed to watch television.  I knew I was tired from the night before 
and could always return to the room for a nap.

Walter left me in a large sitting room on the main floor just off from 
the lobby to watch the magic tube.  There were several other young 
people there and many more adults.  All of us watched the 
happenings on the tube until I needed to use a bath room.  Rather 
than go all the way up to our room, I thought it might be okay to find 
a public rest room on that floor.

After I had sat down on the couch in front of the tube, a young boy 
about nineteen or so sat down next to me.  He did not say anything to 
interrupt me.  A few times he smiled at me as I happened to look in 
his direction.  So at the point I really needed to find a rest room, I 
thought to quickly find the rest room.  The rest room was located just 
two doors in the rear of the lobby.  

Quietly, I slipped from the sitting room to find the public rest room.  
I had just started to relieve myself when that young man appeared 
beside me.  He rolled out his penis and wiggled it a little before 
letting out his flow of urine.  I, of course, tried not to notice his 
activity in any way.  As usual, I panicked if someone was watching 
me urinate.  The flow stopped as he was standing there.  I could not 
get myself to start up the flow again.  It was burning a little because 
I had put a stop to it.

In those few seconds I turned only my eyes in his direction.  He was 
standing there looking back at me.  The thought of his admiring me 
immediately caused a feeling of excitement, but also a terrifying 
feeling that if I was getting excited for nothing, I could be getting 
myself into trouble.  I pulled my penis safely into my pants and 
glanced down and up into the older boy's face.  He smiled over at me 
and wiggled his penis again.  I quickly made my way out of the rest 
room and had forgotten about washing my hands.

I was not going back to sitting to see any more television, but I 
began to become curious about the guy.  Instead of going up to the 
room right away I decided that it might be less suspicious if I 
returned for a short time.  It was not long after I was sitting on the 
couch that my couch companion returned.  Without any introduction, 
he asked if I would be interested in seeing his newest comic books.

Not knowing what trouble he might lead me into, I told him that I 
needed to return to our room to meet with my big brother who told 
me that I was not to stay away very long.  I indicated that it was 
time for me to leave.  With that I quickly left the room and made a 
fast walk to the elevator.

The thought that came to mind was that maybe I was too hasty in 
leaving an opportunity to have an adventure with some good looking 
older young man.  Several times I nearly returned to the main floor 
to find my possible admirer.  Finally I gave in to my desire for 
adventure.  After returning again to the sitting room where I hoped 
to see the young man sit, there was an older couple sitting.

I looked around the room to see if he was there as I casually 
watched the television for only a few more minutes.  I felt that I had 
lost out on what might had been an exciting experience.  The time 
was getting late and I felt tired with all that imagined excitement.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Later I was awoken by someone talking in the outer room in our 
hotel apartment.  Walter returned to see that I was fast asleep.  He 
did not want to bother me, so he slipped down on the couch to read 
up on some late technical information.  The night before must have 
gotten to him.  He too found himself asleep on the soft chair when Joe 
arrived from his meeting.  Their talking had woken me.

By the time I left the bed room my roommates had retired into the 
other bedroom together.  Not realizing what might be happening 
between them, I opened the door wide to enter.  I found them on the 
bed, mostly nude.

Without further entrance I excused myself to leave the room, but 
was quickly invited into the room.  Walter said that he knew that I 
would like to join them in their little sex party.  I dared not say 
anything in my sleepy state, so I slowly continued into the room 
until I was close to the bed.

Joe invited me to lay on the bed as he and Walter got up.  I did as I 
was told, knowing that I was about to receive a great exciting 
experience with those two men.  Joe had on only his undershirt and 
socks.  Walter was dressed in only his underwear and pull over shirt.

Each of the men assigned themselves to a side of me.  Before I knew 
how to enjoy the happening, they were both removing my clothing, 
starting with my shoes and socks.  Next my pants were unbuttoned 
and pulled from my legs by each of them.  After feeling badly about 
not having a possible adventure with some stranger, those guys 
made up for it all.  Being willingly raped by them was a definite 
thrill.

For a while I laid there completely nude upon the bed as my rapers 
finished to undressing themselves, after which they joined me on the 
bed.  They each in turn rubbed me in various places, most of which 
was my crotch and genitals.  One began to suck my breast nipples 
while his companion nibbled at my penis and testicles.

Walter seemed very happy to be the one to have my crotch to 
himself.  He enjoyed the use of his lips and tongue in and around my 
body parts.  While Joe nibbled at my nipples and Walter in my 
crotch, they had me at a very hot level.  My semen was regenerated 
to an explosive pressure.

At about the time I was hottest, Joe stopped his activity with my 
chest, got himself up on his knees and moved his crotch into position 
over my face.  I felt that I knew what was coming next.  There was 
so much excitement with what Walter was doing to me that Joe could 
have gotten away with anything else with me.

Joe pressed his moistened penis head against my lips and I allowed it 
to slip slowly into my mouth.  I licked my tongue around the head as 
it passed between my lips to taste the sweat flavor of precum juices.  
Joe's juices were especially tasteful at that time of excitement.

Walter's lips were passing over the head of my penis to the point of 
climax.  I was not able to hold back much longer.  The fluid was so 
pressured to expel itself, that I could not hold back a second longer.  
It was about ready to let go when Walter used his hand to hold my 
penis shaft very hard.  The passage way was blocked for a time with 
his action.  The pressure built up as I was forced to let my testicles 
release their precious juices.  

I had never experienced such force throughout my penis as was 
while Walter held his grip on the penis tube to prevent the fluid 
from escaping.  Because Joe had kept me busy with his penis in my 
mouth I was not able to see what Walter was doing to me.  I was 
able to feel the pressure build up inside my penis, until he let it go.  I 
heard him exclaim to Joe that I was about to spurt across the room 
with my semen.  

Joe was facing him at that time and got to enjoy the thrill I was 
experiencing.  The pressure of Walter holding onto my penis and 
stopping the passage of semen from me caused a sudden pain that 
was felt up inside the immediate area of my crotch.  My testicles 
ached and pained a bit before the release.

Although I was hurting from the hold back pressure, I was pleased 
that I was able to give them such pleasure in seeing me.  The thought 
of being viewed got me excited, even to embarrassment as other 
times.  I needed to be careful not to expose myself much around 
boys at school for fear that I could get erected.  

Joe pumped his love muscle in and out of my mouth.  Walter moved 
to where he stood up on the bed in front of Joe.  Because Joe was 
down on his knees being sucked by me it was ideal for Walter to be 
sucked by Joe.  Walter, as I could easily look up and see, moved his 
eight inch penis and head into Joe awaiting mouth for a loud sucking.

Walter held onto Joe so that he could move his hips back and forth.  
Walter looked very interesting from under his crotch.  It did not take 
much longer for Joe to press his penis head deep into my mouth so 
that his ejection would not give me a taste of his creamy fluid.  He 
jetted loose with a violent force into the back of my mouth and down 
my throat.  He held deeper into me until I was out of breath.  I 
gently forced myself back away from him just long enough to get a 
fresh breath of air.

To prevent the taste of semen, I always sucked especially hard and 
used my tongue and lips to squeeze out the remains before thinking 
of letting my victim go from my mouth.  In that case, I was able to 
let Joe's penis remain until it started to soften.  Joe's interest was 
with Walter's passionate embrace of his head and face in and out of a 
hairy crotch.  Walter did not hesitate to ram his eight inches into 
Joe's mouth time and time again.

Walter let us know that he had let go of his love fluid.  There was 
enough to allow some to drip down Joe's chin and onto my upper 
chest.  My penis was sore but willing to become hard again with the 
right touch from one of my friends.

Joe released Walter's penis from his mouth to let us know that we all 
needed to clean up and get ready to leave.  He had completed his 
business and was ready to return to his office.  

Before we left the hotel, Joe telephoned his office to let Ralph know 
that we were on our way back.  Ralph had not arrived but the office 
manager assured Joe that she would get the message through to his 
hotel there in town so that he would know.

It did not take long for us to get cleaned, pack up, make our way 
down to the lobby and get a taxi cab to the airport.  When we arrived 
at the plane, a crewman had just finished fueling up and driving 
away.  Walter did a preflight check while Joe and I loaded things into 
the cabin.

There was about half an hour before we were allowed to take off 
from the airport.  Once in the air, Joe and I rested as Walter watched 
the controls.  For awhile, I looked out the window, but soon feel 
asleep.  It took about three hours for us to land and get out of the 
plane again.  Joe wake me about ten minutes before we landed.  I did 
not realize how comfortable it would be to sleep while flying.

We left Walter to put the aircraft in the hanger and went off to Joe's 
office where Ralph was busy working.  Shortly after our arrival Joe 
ordered in lunch for him and I.  After lunch Ralph and I departed for 
home.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
APRIL 1954
AGE THIRTEEN
CAMP DELIGHT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13.5
It was a rainy day when Ralph and I arrived at the gate of Neal and 
Gail's resort camp, hours south of our cooler home climate.  It is 
amazing how much a few hours drive can change the climate and 
weather conditions.  We barely had Spring, in April 1954, coming 
upon us at home while Neal and Gail were enjoying early vegetables 
and fresh flowers from their grounds.  

Their boys, naturally, had grown since our last visit several years ago 
back in the Spring of 1951 and, of course, I had also grown closer to 
manhood.  Bart was a young man of seventeen and was more 
interested in himself than us younger guys.  He was in high school 
and into limited dating.  Us younger boys were just kids to him and 
he did his own things around the camp.

Abe had grown in those last years to the age of fourteen.  I was not 
much younger than he was so we had much in common.  He had 
remembered the experiences we had together when I visited before.  
We roomed together much as before and rekindled some memories.

Ted, the youngest blood brother of Bart and Abe, was about eleven 
that Spring.  He was an independent boy who went about his 
business pretty much on his own.  His social activities, other than 
when we were in the same space, were not the same.  He was a 
favorite of his big brother, Bart.  In a few words, he had little to do 
with Abe or me while I was there.

Isaac and Jacob, as they were named by Neal and Gail, were eleven 
year old South American boys.  I thought their skin was particularly 
nice looking with their permanent tan.  Jacob was the larger of the 
two boys.  

The story had it that one or both of their parents had passed away 
due to village sickness and their families could not properly take 
care of the youngest of their family.  They were soon put up for 
adoption, but families in that part of the world were not well off 
financially and could not deal with children who were as old as they 
were when Neal and Gail were fortunate enough to find them at their 
time of need.  

Gail had been in something like the Peace Corps in that part of the 
world and was interested in helping those she came to know there.  I 
believe she must had known the people involved in the boys' 
situation to make it possible to have them adopted as their own.

It took nearly a year of negotiations, according to the story, to get 
authorities here as well as there to agree to the boys being adopted 
out of their country and by someone who did not need children.  In 
the meantime, one of the boys became very ill for a time.  That delay 
actually cemented a good case for their adoption.

Neal was pleased to meet his old friend, Ralph, at the camp gate.  
They had a very happy greeting for each other.  Neal had purposely 
walked out to the gate to ride in with us.  He thought to say that I 
had grown much since our last visit and told Ralph he did not look 
any younger.

Our arrival was before the boys were to get home from school.  Ralph 
and I visited with Neal and Gail for a time before Gail excused herself 
to pick up the boys are the gate.  She did not think it wise to let the 
younger boys get wet in the rain.

The older boys recognized our old car and younger ones were excited 
to see us.  Bart, the oldest, did not look as if he was the same young 
man I had known our last visit.  He had grown so much and acted so 
adult that I would have sworn he was not the Bart I knew before.

Abe made a quick bee line over to the table where we were sitting 
and talking.  He was very pleased to see me again and wanted to 
know if I was going to stay over and if I could room with him as I 
had before.

Ralph told us that I would be able to stay a few days there because 
he would be away on business for that time.  He hoped, jokingly, that 
Abe would put up with me for the time.  Abe's immediate response 
was for me to go with him so I could keep him company while he did 
his chores.

I followed Abe around and helped while he completed his assigned 
chores in the camp.  He did not ask but I felt I needed to help to 
make things move along faster.  He was not the only one that looked 
forward to a nighttime visit there with him.

There were guests there and most of the rooms were being used.  It 
was usual for the boys to take a swim after doing their chores and 
before eating dinner.  That time was not an exception.  

When Abe and I were finished with his chores, he told me that he 
was ready for a quick shower and a dip in the pool.  I looked forward 
to the pool time activities as before, but did not think of the guests' 
use of the pool.

Abe took me up and into a changing room through a side door rather 
than going through the front and by the pool.  After the removing of 
all our clothing we slipped into a shower room for a rinse and ran 
down the inside stairs to the pool.  

I assumed that the only ones in the pool would be us boys.  There I 
was suddenly at the edge of the pool standing nude in front of 
strangers.  Boy, was I shocked to see the pool with both nude men 
and women.  I did not think that I had ever been in a more 
embarrassing situation before.  Abe did not hesitate to push me into 
the water.  It was too late for me to retreat after I was in the pool.  

I kept my distance from others so not to be seen by anyone, 
especially the women.  There were three women, two were graying 
and the other was younger.  They did not seem in the least disturbed 
by our entrance into the pool.  

Two men were swimming across the pool in rotation with the 
women.  It was as if our nudeness and theirs was a very natural 
thing.  The fact that they were not paying any particular attention to 
me was little help to make me feel completely comfortable there.

Abe swam around a bit before he came over to see what I was doing 
just standing in one area of the pool.  I told him that I was not sure I 
could adjust to others in the pool with us.  He told me that the guest 
usually swam without clothing and would be nude outside if the 
weather allowed.

It suddenly dawned on me that we were at a nudest camp.  Perhaps 
I was old enough to know about such things, but I never gave it any 
thought until that very moment.  All I could do was stand there and 
look around me in amazement.  Those people were very calm about 
being there without clothing.  To be honest with myself, I had hoped 
I could get over my feelings of being nude among the company of 
those I had not chosen to be with.

Ted entered the pool from beside me.  His twelve year old body was 
just beginning to blossom with pubic hair.  Between his legs and 
around his soft three and a half inches of skin covered penis was 
light brown hair appearing to grow up and away from his crotch.  
There could also be seen a pair of firm fuzzy testicles with a large 
amount of ridges in the sack.

One could see little from Ted's armpits to show his age of 
development.  At a distance of six or eight feet I could just see a 
trace of light hair.  As he slid his body into the water I could see his 
penis and testicles tend to float up in the water.  He looked at me as 
if to say, "Too bad, you are not going to get any of me."  With that, he 
swam off in the direction of the other swimmers.

Ted's distraction was all I needed to get out of the water quickly and 
make it back up the stairs and to my clothing.  That had been enough 
exposure for me for one day.

Through the open stairs, I briefly see the youngest boys, Isaac and 
Jacob, walking fast toward the pool of water.  Their dark skin nearly 
caused me to stop and look, but my desire to hide my nudeness 
overrode the thought.  I knew if I dressed I could go back down and 
wait for Abe and see the others. 

 My most concern was having an erection in front of the other 
people.  I knew that I had to hide my crotch from the view of others 
as quickly as possible to avoid embarrassment.  It was not long 
before I was dressed and warm in my clothes.  I thought for a few 
minutes before going back down the stairs to the pool.  I knew I 
would look out of place in clothes, but I wanted to see what was 
going on.

Slowly, I made my way out of the room and to the stairs.  From there 
I could see the pool and area around it.  Noticing the chairs at the 
corners and around the outer wall, I made my way to the most likely 
one that would give me a good view without making myself appear 
too nosey.

Rather than going all the way down the stairs, I thought I would be 
more comfortable appearing to be waiting on the stairs for Abe.  It 
was not long before I was able to get Abe's attention.  He did not get 
out of the water at first, which pleased me.  As I sat there thoughts 
of the boys created a very firm erection in my crotch.  I knew that I 
could not go any further no matter what.

Jacob was floating around in a corner of the pool, holding on to be 
sure he did not float away.  His eleven year old body was mostly 
exposed to my overview.  Each time he moved back or forward his 
limp penis and testicles would react.  At his age of development, I 
could not see any signs of pubic hair, but it could have been very 
light to the sight.

His dark complexion made it easy to see him with all of the light 
colored background of the pool and water.  I was too far to make out 
a lot of detail about whether he had a lot of skin over the head of his 
penis or not.  I did notice that his penis was about three inches and 
that his testicles were about the same floating  below it.

Most of the time he moved back and forth with the aid of his arms, 
but sometimes he would open his legs and use them to push.  It was 
at those times that I got the most look down his open crotch.  It did 
not last long before he changed position and swam away.

Isaac was busy swimming about the pool with his back up to me.  I 
could only get a glimpse of his front at a time or two while he turned 
directions in the pool.  He was a bit larger boy than his brother, 
Jacob, with the same dark skin.  It was easy to recognize the 
difference in the boys.

Finally, Abe got out of the pool and walked up two steps to meet me.  
I asked him if he was ready to leave.  He said he was hungry for 
dinner and would only be a few minutes.  Abe led the way to the 
upper changing room.  

Following him up the stairs provided a good view of his sex 
equipment.  Abe's soft penis swung from side to side and back and 
forth as he climbed the stairs ahead of me.  His testicles bumped 
along between his two soft white legs.  It was easy to see that he had 
not been in the sun for awhile.

It was not long before we were both on our way for dinner.  Ralph 
was in the dining room with Neal and Bart.  Gale had been working 
on dinner in the main kitchen.  There was not anything we could do 
to rush dinner and the other boys needed to get there first.  They all 
knew that it was time to eat and not to be late.  

Jacob and Isaac came in shortly after we sat down to wait for dinner 
to be served.  Ted was only a few minutes behind the last two.  It 
was good to see them all there so we could start eating.  

The family grew most of their own food.  That time of year there 
were a few greens, early peas and in ground plants from the winter.  
We enjoyed a delightful meal and great conversation all around.  
Neal and Gale were great hosts and the boys talked among 
themselves.

Abe excused himself early to work on homework or get ready for 
bed.  The boys had their own bunk area and plenty of room to share.  
I was assigned to be in the bunk room with Abe, as he insisted.  

We took our leave of the dining area only after we cleaned off the 
table so that other boys could wash and dry the dishes and put them 
away.  Abe made arrangements with Ted to take his place for the 
night so that he could spend time with me.

Abe escorted me over to the bunk house where he showed me where 
he and the others slept.  His room was on the end of the building 
which housed a number of bedrooms built like hotel rooms for 
guests.  They were designed for the use as guest quarters when the 
boys were not there or grown up and away.  Next to Abe's room was 
the room of the youngest boys, Isaac and Jacob.  Beyond them was 
the room of Ted and last was Bart's room.

It was convenient that each boy, except for the youngest, had their 
own room with a bathroom.  Abe opened his room and directed me 
to enter in.  The room had a bed against the outer wall between two 
windows.  A dresser was on the side wall opposite from the 
bathroom.

Abe invited me to sit down on the edge of the bed and look at comics 
as he did his homework for the next day of school or I could help 
him with it.  I decided it might be in my best interest to help Abe get 
finished with his home work.  It ended up that there was nothing I 
could do to help him study his homework.  Jacob stopped by and 
asked me next door to see if I would entertain them until Abe was 
done with his studying.  Abe told me to go ahead and that he would 
not be long.

Two years older was a great difference to an eleven year old.  They 
thought it would be special for them to have me visit them or at least 
Jacob thought so.  I willingly followed Jacob over to see his room and 
his collection of neighborhood junk.  

He collected about anything that was not nailed down or did not 
move fast enough.  There were things from snake skins to sparkling 
rocks.  Some of the things were a bit interesting but most of it was 
not to me.  

Isaac came back from the kitchen just after Jacob captured me from 
Abe's room.  I thought that Isaac might be interested enough to have 
me look at his things, but he did not ask me.  

Isaac proceeded to get ready for bed.  He striped down to his 
undershorts, sat down on the edge of the bed, laid across the bed and 
removed his undershorts.  After tossing them to the floor he rolled 
over to the center of the bed with a comic book in his hand.  There 
he laid, with a comic book for his attention, in the nude.

I could not help but admire his dark complexion.  He was built solid 
and a little larger in stature than Jacob.  Once in a while he would 
open his legs to reveal some fine lines of pubic hair just beginning to 
grow around his soft three inch penis with a great deal of foreskin 
over most of the head except for the small slit in the top of the head.

A pair of soft loose skinned testicles held up the penis where it laid 
there.  There was not hair noticed upon his young testicle sack.  
Every once in a while he rubbed the general area of his crotch and 
lower abdomen, still while he read a comic book.  It was hard to keep 
my eyes from looking in his direction.  I did not want either him or 
Jacob to notice my attention.

I was not sure if I should stay there or not.  Isaac paid little attention 
to me as his roommate showed me every little thing in the room.  
Once in a while Isaac would itch himself in various place of his body.  
Many times it was a crotch itch.  I still could not help but keep an 
eye upon him as he laid there.  He was an attention getter and I did 
not want to get into trouble being there.

Before I got too excited I told Jacob that I thought I should leave to 
let him get ready for bed.  He told me to wait for him until he used 
the bathroom and get ready for bed.  I was feeling a little 
uncomfortable being in the room with those young boys as they were 
ready for bed.

As I sat on the edge of the bed I could glance over to see Isaac rub 
himself in the crotch from time to time.  The whole scene was getting 
me too excited to stay longer.  I knew that I would have to leave as 
soon as Jacob finished in the bathroom.

Jacob came out of the bathroom in his undershorts and said that I 
could lie down with them for the time since Abe sometimes took a lot 
of time studying.  I told him I did not think it would be right to be in 
their room when they were ready for bed.  

Isaac reached down, grabbed his crotch, lowered his comic and 
added, "No one will mind you sharing our bed until Abe is done.  He 
should not be much longer anyway.  Besides we like your company 
too."  I was surprised that Isaac even noticed that I was there until 
then.

"I tell you what", said Isaac,  "I will go over to see how much longer 
he will be".  Without putting on any clothing, Isaac bounced from the 
bed to the door and outside.  In a couple of minutes, Isaac came back 
to tell me that Abe was about to get me in about five minutes more.  
Isaac said he would go over there to check for me later.

Isaac sat down on the bed next to me as if it was his natural way to 
be nude like that.  It got me very excited to have him that close and 
in that condition.  I knew I needed to get out of there, so I used the 
excuse that I would like to take a short walk while I waited.  

Isaac volunteered to show me around the grounds a short distance.  I 
looked at him in his nudeness and asked, "Like that?"  

He said, "No.  Of course not.  It is a little cool out.  I will put on my 
sweat shirt first." 

I asked, "Don't you mean your pants?"  Isaac said, "Heck no.  It is not 
that cold out."

Just as Isaac got up to make his move toward the closet door next to 
the dresser, Abe came in to say that he had finished enough for the 
night and was ready for bed.  He was dressed in his underwear.  He 
invited me to leave with him, but before he left he asked Isaac to 
bring over the comics he had borrowed earlier that week.  Isaac 
agreed to gather them together for the return.

Abe and I left for his room next door.  I was comfortable using his 
bathroom to ready myself for bed.  In doing so, I removed all of my 
clothing except for my underwear.  It had been awhile since my last 
visit, but I was confident that Abe and I could carry on like we did 
before.

We visited a bit since it was still early.  It was not very long after we 
sat on the side of the bed, that Isaac came into the room dressed as 
he was before in his birthday suit, to deliver some comics.  

Isaac sat down on the side of the bed next to Abe to share the 
collection of comics with him and I.  Some of them I had seen, but 
several were new to me.  We indulged ourselves with the comics for 
a time before Isaac laid back on the bed.  I could see that he was laid 
out in plain view of me.  His penis was more firm than it was in the 
other room.  It might had been my imagination but I thought I could 
see an erection coming up on Isaac.  

I did not understand since there was not activity to indicate such 
stimulation.  Then I saw Abe's hand slowly moving down the side of 
his leg.  It moved out to the side of the bed against that dark leg and 
then back up to Isaac's hip.  Before long I glanced over to see Abe's 
hand rubbing the upper leg of Isaac.  Isaac laid there and expanded 
his penis upward with each pass across his soft dark skin.

After a brief delay, Abe moved his hand over to Isaac's crotch and 
grabbed the erected penis.  I looked beyond Abe to see the response 
on Isaac's face.   To my delight he was looking me straight in the eye 
and smiling.  I thought I saw his lips come together as if he was 
kissing me.

All at once, Abe said he was getting hot, stood up and removed his 
underwear.  He looked down at me and said that I might like to get 
comfortable with them.  It did not take much time for me to 
understand what he was trying to say.

I had imagined having Isaac or Jacob in such a stimulating situation, 
but did not realize it might happen.  Abe was there as he had been 
before and so was Isaac, his younger, excited little brother.  

I stood up, pulled my undershirt up and over my head.  I laid my 
undershirt down on the bed where I could reach it if needed to clean 
up later.  Next I slowly lowered my undershorts for the pleasure of 
Abe and my new sex friend, Isaac.

Isaac took notice of my undressing.  He could see that my near six 
inch hard penis was pressing its way from inside my undershorts.  I 
slid them down to allow my love tool to pop out from behind the 
cloth.  I could not help but give it a little push to help it expand in 
the fresh air.  As I did so, I could see the expression upon the face of 
eleven year old Isaac.

Abe stood there with his teasing six plus inches waving back and 
forth in front of us two.  Isaac was proud to display his five inches or 
so.  It was great to see his participation in our little sex party.  Isaac 
made a good contribution to my stimulation.  I could not wait to feel 
my hands touching his beautiful dark skin or possibly feel his five 
inches up inside my hot wanting mouth.

It was best, I thought to wait and see what those boys were into 
before I was so bold as to make a move.  It was not long before I had 
my chance.  Abe sat back down between us, reached out both hands 
until he had a penis in each hand.  And as Abe held onto my penis he 
slid his thumb across the head, stimulating me to my inner core.

After a few seconds of his hold on us Abe asked if there was 
anything we would like to do.  Isaac looked over at me to see what I 
might say and I looked back at him.  I knew I wanted to enjoy the 
touch of Isaac under my hands.

Isaac looked very inviting, so I said that I would do what ever Isaac 
thought he would like to do.  That gave Isaac the opportunity to 
make his desires known.  It did not matter much to me what they 
would do.  I knew I wanted to have Isaac at sometime.

Abe slipped his hands up our bodies as he laid back and told us to 
think about it while he rested for a time.  I think he was tired of 
homework and needed something to get himself excited.  He rubbed 
his hands around on our bodies next to him.

Isaac leaned into Abe with his hands.  I instinctively did the same.  
Before long we were heating up Abe and us to a climax.  Isaac and I 
rubbed various parts of Abe's body and took turns around and in his 
crotch.  

I rolled down over onto my elbow, hooked my leg over Abe's leg to 
better reach his penis to pump it in turn with Isaac.  Having pressed 
my crotch into Abe's side I was able to stroke Isaac's dark skin when 
I was not occupied with pumping Abe's love tool.  

It was not long before Isaac and I had Abe to the point of ejection.  
The head of his penis was beet red with all of the pumping of extra 
blood into that instrument.  The fluid suddenly burst forth from the 
head and spurted onto his abdomen.  After the forceful exit the 
remaining fluid flowed down the head and shaft upon Isaac's hand.  
Isaac continued to pump Abe until Abe took control of his own penis.  
Abe slowly squeezed out the remaining fluid from the head before 
slumping restfully on the bed.

Isaac discovered a pair of undershorts near him on the bed.  He used 
them to wipe semen from his hand.  I had moved back away from 
Abe as he let go of his semen, to avoid the mess on me.  Abe laid 
there stroking his penis and rubbing his testicles softly for a few 
moments.

Suddenly, he sat up to announce that it would be fun if Isaac and I 
fondled each other as he did the same to us.  I entertained the idea 
with anticipation.  Isaac stood up and moved toward me.  I sat up 
straight as I waited for Isaac's approach.  

For a few seconds he stood in front of me and looked me over, then 
he reached out his hands and touched the inside of my legs.  Quickly 
he moved his dark smooth hands into my crotch and touched the 
skin of my testicle sack.  It could not be helped for my penis to 
involuntarily jerk with excitement.

While Isaac was thrilling me, Abe sat there and ran his hands over 
Jacob's body, especially around his but cheeks.  Momentarily, Abe 
slid off the bed and onto his knees behind Isaac.  With his tongue, he 
licked the backside of Isaac.  To make things more exciting for me, I 
reached out and held onto Isaac's hard five inch penis.  I could not 
help myself since the erect thing seemed to be staring at me.  

The touch of him really stimulated me.  I was not sure if I was going 
to eject my fluids or not.  Abe's licking and sucking action got me up 
from the bed and down on the floor in from of Isaac.  Before I knew 
it I had his penis head in my mouth.  

I sucked and rolled my tongue around it.  Looking up briefly, I could 
see that my volunteer victim was enjoying every motion of my licks 
and sucks and that of Abe.  He had such a pleasant express on his 
face that I wanted to please him more.

Isaac stood there embracing my head in between his legs and moved 
about with the actions of Abe and myself moving him about.  The 
feel of his hard shaft and soft head in my mouth was nearly enough 
to let me climax.  I could feel my penis throbbing with excitement as 
I sucked and licked Isaac.  

Abe stopped and said he had the idea that he and I could do Isaac 
together.  He instructed Isaac to lay on the edge of the bed and told 
me to get down beside him so that I was able to suck his penis into 
my mouth.  Abe opened Isaac's legs so he could reach his head into 
his crotch.  He licked and sucked Isaac's testicles and crotch as I was 
instructed to suck that five inch penis.

Once I was on the bed, Isaac pulled at me until his face was in my 
crotch.  Together we sucked and licked each other while Abe sucked 
and licked Isaac's crotch below the penis I was attempting to enjoy.  
At times Abe was close enough to kiss me and a few times his tongue 
or lips met my face.

The boy under our control soon shivered to indicate that he was 
about to let his juices go.  At his early age, there was a short few 
spurts and it was all over.  I immediately let the experience of his 
hot juices in my throat, give my testicles the excuse to let out their 
contents.  

I thrust my body forward allowing my penis to go far into Isaac's 
mouth.  All at once my penis head shot its load of semen to mix with 
the juices of Isaac's wet mouth.  It did not seem to bother him to 
accept my hot juices into his mouth.

In that time after ejection, my penis head got very sensitive to the 
touch.  The touching of Isaac's mouth and tongue caused me to 
violently thrust in and out of his mouth.  My penis finally popped out 
of his mouth and as he attempted to regain it, I held back to prevent 
the sensitive head from being touched at that time.

Rather than embarrass myself or hurt his feelings, I excused myself 
to use the bathroom.  When I felt less sensitive and returned to the 
bedroom I found that Isaac had gone back to room with his brother.  
Abe was laying there nude on the bed.

He had the covers pulled back so that I was able to sit on the opened 
bed.  We talked briefly about different things as we caught up with 
the events that had happened in our lives since we had seen each 
other last.  Soon we turned off the lights, pulled the covers over us 
and went to sleep.
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Early the next morning there was a knock upon the door to wake the 
school boy.  He felt he could do without a day at school but went 
anyway.  I decided I might as well get up to see him and the others 
off to school.  That was their last week before school spring vacation.

The first thing the boys did in the early morning was to do a few 
chores before their morning swim.  I looked forward to seeing the 
boys at their morning swim.   Abe and I rushed to finish morning 
chores before his swim.  

It was a stimulating experience to see Jacob and Isaac with no 
clothing as Abe and I entered the changing room.  Those younger 
boys made a hasty pass through the room and out into the pool.  Abe 
and I removed our clothing and soon followed the others.  

It was too early for most of the quests for be up and into the pool, 
but there was a couple making passes the length of the pool.  They 
caused me to be a little shy at first.  Soon we were all playing or 
swimming in the pool without regard to others who may see us.

Because of the morning schedule we were not in the pool very long 
before it was time to eat.  Gale had a hardy breakfast in the main 
dining area for the boys and some of the early rising guests.  All of 
the guests were adults and no children with them.  

Gale mentioned to the group that I was going to be keeping her 
company for a day or so.  Some of the guests thought it would be nice 
to have someone young around the place during the day.  I was not 
sure what would be expected of me during that time.

After breakfast, I helped Gale with the clean up.  She told me that I 
could swim after that, while she took a morning break.  Neal was 
around the grounds doing whatever he needed to do to meet the 
needs of the guests.

By ten, I was free to go to the pool or rest in Abe's room.  I decided 
that it might be interesting to see what the guests were up to.  It was 
rather cool that time in the morning at that climate, so most guests 
were inside.  There were a few couples left in the dining area, 
visiting.

Without seeming to be noticed, I thought I would listen to find out 
what those people might be doing for the day.  Some of the people 
planned to ride horses while others were going to walk the camp 
trails or go fishing.

I found out that the guests did all their own work to do events at the 
camp.  Neal and Gale only provided things and the guests were 
responsible to prepare or use them, except for the main meals.  Many 
times guests would cook and prepare meals for the group or get 
horses ready for a ride or put things together for a fishing trip across 
the small lake.

It seemed a long time until lunch, but it finally arrived.  I had been 
busy reading Abe's comic books and day dreaming.  It was a relief to 
have something constructive to do.

After a lunch of steamed vegetables and fruit for desert, I was 
invited to join a couple in a row boat around the lake.  I was not sure 
that it was what I really wanted to do, but I was bored with any 
other options.  The couple were a little younger than my 
grandparents and were pleased to have me go with them.

The boat trip was uneventful.  We had to stop many times to look at 
things at a distance on the shore.  They both did a lot of talking about 
their family and things they used to do.  I was sure that they had 
worn out each other with their talking.

After about two hours on the water we arrived back at the camp 
beach.  The couple were so pleased with my company, that they 
invited me to go for an afternoon swim with them.  The temperature 
had warmed by then and I could use a little swim before dinner.

Before the swim, I excused myself to go to Abe's room to use the 
bathroom and change into my swim suit.  It was not long before I 
was at the pool.  I was a little surprised, but I should have 
remembered that clothing was optional.  The couple I was with on 
the lake and three other people were in the pool with no clothing.

At first I felt a little out of place there with nude people but the 
talkative couple and one other let me know how good the water felt 
and that I should join them.  After a short time I felt at ease with 
their nudity and swam with them.

We played a few ball games in the water.  I was pleased to see that 
the guests were having such a good time.  When the women jumped 
up to reach the ball their breast would bounce around above the 
water.  It was interesting for me to see women so comfortable with 
their nude bodies.  The men and women all made it seem so very 
natural to go about with no clothing.

After the nude swimming experience with the guests, I ventured 
over to the kitchen to see if there would be anything I could do to 
keep busy before the boys arrived home from school.  Gale was 
pleased to see me and accepted my services to clean vegetables for 
dinner while she prepared other parts of the coming meal.

Before long Abe and young Jacob showed themselves at the kitchen 
door.  The other boys soon followed.  Each was given their chores 
from a list made up days before.  Abe invited me to help get out the 
feed for the local birds and ducks before he and Isaac mixed the feed 
for the horses, while others cleaned and feed them.

When Abe was finished with his several chores, he and I planned to 
go back to his room.  I changed from my swim suit into my clothing 
as Abe watched me from the bathroom.  His looking started to get me 
excited and I am sure he knew it.  

Abe told me, as he finished using the bath room, that he was going to 
share something with me only if I promised never to tell anyone 
else.  With a bit of excitement, I agreed to never say anything about 
what he was willing to show me.

Without letting me in on the event until its time, Abe let me know 
that he and I would return to the room rather than swim.  He looked 
at me with a smile on his face and I knew he was up to something.  

Abe and I went over to the pool to join with the other boys for a 
before dinner swim.  All the boys were there except Bart, Abe's 
oldest brother.  The other boys undressed and went into the pool 
while Abe and I slowly went through the motions of changing.

When Abe was sure that the other boys were all in the water for a 
swim, he let me know it was time for us to depart.  We slipped out of 
the changing room and quickly made our way back to the bunk 
house and into Abe's room.  He and I left our towels and clothes on 
the bed and shoes on the floor, as Abe explained that we were going 
to very quietly make our way up stairs.

I followed Abe, not knowing why we were going up stairs.  He made 
his way to a room on the second floor with me following.  Before he 
opened the door he turned and gave me the quiet sign.

Slowly, Abe opened the door and signaled for me to enter.  Once I 
was in the room he whispered to me to help him lift the end of the 
bed and move it around slowly so not to make any noise.  It was 
easy to see an air vent in the floor near the outer wall.

We quietly set the bed down on the floor some distance from its 
assigned spot.  As soon as it was down on the floor again, Abe got 
down on all four over the air vent.  He looked down the vent for a 
few seconds before giving me the quiet sign again and motioned me 
to look into the vent.  

At first I was not sure what I was looking at.  Then I recognized 
another bed below.  Abe let me view the room below without 
interruption.  I thought I was able to hear voices below and water 
running.

Abe whispered that Bart was taking a shower and that he was 
expecting company soon.  He was right about Bart having company.  I 
heard a knock upon the door below and heard Bart say he was 
coming.  The next voices was that of a female.  She sounded like she 
was pleased with what was going on in the room.  Because the door 
was out of view I was not able to see what was happening.

As Bart moved closer to the bed below the air vent I was able to see 
that he was clothed only in a towel around his waist.  There was a 
young woman approaching him from the closed door.  She came close 
to Bart and pressed herself into him.  Bart rubbed his hands over her 
shoulders and kissed her on the lips.

The girl let her hands down either side of Bart and in doing so 
pushed the towel from his hips until it landed upon the floor below 
them.  She pushed him back and admired his nude body for a few 
seconds before she kissed his chest nipples and placed her hands 
around to his butt checks.

She wasted no time before she was down on her knees in front of 
Bart.  Bart let himself fall back upon the foot of the bed behind him.  
She fondled his crotch and placed her head over his erect penis as to 
allow her mouth to cover the head of his six and a half inch penis.  
He delighted in the feel of his penis being sucked slowly into her 
mouth.

No sooner was she onto his penis with her mouth sucking it in and 
out then she was up and undressing.  I could see the clothing being 
thrown on the bed and sometimes missing it.  Bart sat up on his 
elbows to watch his lady friend undress for him.

She pressed her nude body down upon him forcing him to lay flat on 
the bed, looking up at the vent in which I was looking down at him.  
With the darkness of the room I hoped it was not possible for him to 
see us above him.

Bart rolled the girl over to his side and for a few seconds we were 
able to see her flat round breast with large brown nipples against 
her chest.  The nipples were pointed upward to indicate their 
stimulation.  With his hand, Bart felt her from her soft breast and 
firm nipples down to her belly and on toward her crotch of brown 
pubic hair.

He rubbed his hand around for a minute or so before he moved off 
the end of the bed to where her crotch was open to view.  With his 
fingers, he opened her slit to expose her pink inside.  From where we 
viewed her it looked as if she was very wet inside her opening.

The girl tried to lay still as Bart poked his fore finger into her open 
slit.  He wiggled it around before he pushed it inside her.  She let out 
a sound of joy as he penetrated her slit with his finger.  He quickly 
removed his finger, stood up and wiggled his hard penis with his 
hand.

We could hear her say that she was all his and that she needed him.  
Bart did not delay before he leaned forward and pressed his penis 
into the young woman's wet slit.  From our view we were able to see 
Bart from his rear and know that he was penetrating the young 
woman with his penis.

He began to slowly press his weight into her crotch.  She delighted 
with thrilling sounds as he pressed his penis further into her.  After 
he had pressed himself into her he moved in and out with his hips.

Only once in a while could we see a view of his penis before he 
pushed it back into her.  He pumped faster and faster until all a once 
he let out a loud "I can't hold it any longer".  

She responded with, "You promised not to get me pregnant."  With 
that Bart pulled his penis from her and grabbed it with his left hand.  
He wrapped his hand fully around his penis and pumped a few 
strokes before his semen streamed from the dark red head of his 
hard six plus inches.  He let the semen jettison over the belly and 
upper pubic hair of that young woman.

The young woman reached out for his penis and felt it hard and 
pulled on it until a small amount of unspent fluid came from the slit 
in the head.  She used her thumb to spread the white fluid around 
Bart's penis head.  His sensitive love tool caused him to pull back 
momentarily.

She seemed not to understand until he explained that he was very 
touchy after an ejection.  He did say that it was good to shower right 
after hot sex.  He told her that the water helped to soothe his penis.  
She agreed to join him and that was when we lost our sight of them.

As the water began to run, Abe and I moved the bed back to its 
proper place before leaving.  We said nothing until we were safely 
back in his room on the first floor.

I sat on the edge of the bed and Abe next to me asked, "What did 
you think of that?  Remember," he said, "as far as anyone knows you 
never saw anything."

I said, "Don't worry about me.  I don't remember a thing."  

Abe laughed and asked, "What did you think about the things you do 
not remember seeing?"

I told Abe, "I think I am really excited about not seeing what I can't 
remember.  I thought I was going to cream my jeans before we left 
there."

"Don't get too excited, yet.  Lets get dinner first before we get it off 
together later,"  promised Abe.

In April it was nearly dark for dinner time.  Abe and I needed to let 
out a little urine from our bladders after all that excitement.  I admit 
I was ready to do more then that, but was reminded not to waste 
anything until after dinner and homework time.

When Abe and I got to the dining room many of the guests were 
eating.  He and I made our way to the arrangement of food and 
helped ourselves.  We both choose a place where we would be able to 
talk together unheard by others.

When we were nearly finished with our meal I remarked that Bart 
was there in the dining room alone and without his company.  Abe 
informed me that Bart met the girl at the gate so that no one would 
know she had been there.  

He said he see her with him one night as he took her back to the 
gate.  After that he kept an eye out to see when she was around the 
camp.  He suspected that something was up when Bart did not swim 
some afternoons.  

It did not take long to figure out what might be going on.  At first he 
watched Bart's room from a distance and spotted his unannounced 
visitor going into the room.  That had been going on for sometime 
before he laid down one night and realized that there was an air vent 
over the head of his bed.  It dawned on him that he could possibly 
see down from upstairs.  He checked it out and discovered that he 
could have his own private showing when his brother chose to have 
company.

No one seemed to suspect Bart's activities since all the boys were 
swimming for nearly an hour those afternoons.  The parents knew 
that sometimes, Bart would take walks alone on the trails or along 
the entrance road.  He set it up so that it looked as if he had gone for 
a walk.  All he needed to do was to make arrangements with his 
young woman to meet him and get back to his room by another 
route.

As soon as we finished eating and Abe and I helped with the clean 
up we made it back to his room for homework time.  Abe studied his 
school work and did math homework while I read from his comic 
collection.

It was not very long before Abe got up from his studying and went 
over to get something from the bottom of his dresser draw.  From the 
draw he removed a magazine that he claimed was found in one of 
the rooms he had been assigned to clean.

He sat down next to me to share its contents with me.  There were 
pictures of women modeling their bodies.  Some of the poses were 
similar to the ones I had seen at Big Frank's apartment.  I did not let 
on that I had seen anything like that before.  Abe seemed to be 
impressed with the pictures of those women.

Near the end of the magazine were a few views of men in the nude, 
but the emphasis was on the women and not the men.  I asked Abe, 
"How is this affecting you?"  

He responded by saying, "It must be getting you excited as it is me."

To not seem out of the ordinary, I agreed that I was also getting 
excited.  Abe turned to me and asked if I would be willing to let him 
use me as a girl so that he could get the feel of being inside me.  I 
told him that I would let him lead the way.

Abe stood up and began to undress as if for bed.  He continued to 
undress until he stood there totally undressed.  I remained sitting 
and removed my upper clothing and shoes before I stood to remove 
my jeans.

My roommate asked me to remove everything as he had done.  I did 
as asked before Abe instructed me to sit at the edge of his bed much 
as the girl in Bart's room had done.  After sitting on the edge of the 
bed Abe pulled a pillow from the top of bed and told me that I 
should lay back with my knees pulled up toward my chest.

The excitement of Abe viewing my nudeness caused my penis to 
expand with a hot flow of fresh blood.  Abe had readied himself with 
a small jar of petroleum jelly for the occasion.  He took a fair amount 
with his finger and placed it in the palm of his other hand.  With 
both hands he spread the jelly between them.

A moment later he had lubricated his penis as to make it look wet 
and slippery.  I continued to lay back on the edge of the bed with my 
legs drawn up against my chest.  My penis was fully swollen and my 
testicles hung firmly below and above my tight rectum hole.  

The excitement mounted as Abe poised briefly before my exposed 
crotch and rectal muscles.  He said that he was ready to let me 
experience his love flesh within my hungry bowel canal.

Abe put one hand upon my upper leg to hold my crotch open to his 
aim.  I could see that his penis glowed in the light and seemed to 
expand as he got it closer to my waiting rectum.  When it touched the 
side of my open crack I thought of the excitement of its entrance into 
my body.

That hot young love tool touched me again and again until it hit its 
target.  I felt my rectal muscles give as Abe penetrated my inner 
most parts.  The strain lasted only a few seconds before the feel of 
his hot penis head was felt inside the walls of my rectum.  The more 
Abe pressed his shaft into me the more I could feel its heat further 
and further into me.

His penis head forced its own way into my bowels until at last there 
was no more left to press into me.  At that point I felt that I could 
have taken even more than Abe had to offer.  

My penis was to the point of explosion.  I did all I could to take my 
mind from the current event happening to my body.  The pressure 
was building within my body and testicles.  It felt as if I was having 
a wonderful bowel movement and an ejaculation at the very same 
time.

It seemed a long time before Abe finally pulled his penis from my 
bowels only to press it back into me.  He did that again and again 
until he picked up a pace that caused me to slide back and forth from 
the edge of the bed.

Only by forcing my mind to think of other far less stimulating things, 
I was able to hold back the flow of sexual emotions.  I felt my 
testicles draw themselves tight into my crotch as Abe's pubic hair 
brushed against them while protected in their ever tightening sack.

While Abe pressed his few inches of penis into me I hoped it was his 
older brother instead who had more than his share of penis.  But I 
could only think of Bart's love making with his girl friend.  It felt a 
little betraying to think that the older boy I had known intimately 
had turned toward girls.  

Even so, I knew it must be the right thing for him and at his age to 
experience a woman for himself.  I held it against him, but also 
respected his ability to break with his relations with boys.

Before long Abe was slowing his pace.  I paid more attention to his 
action and realized that he was about to eject his load and I was at 
the edge myself.  I prepared to grab my shaft and pump it as he let 
his joy juices go.  

Before I was able to take control of my penis shaft, Abe slipped a 
hand around it.  The feeling of his touching my organ nearly put me 
over completely.  To my delight Abe pumped me slowly.  As he 
pumped my penis he more slowly shoved his shaft deeper into me 
and out again.

Just then I was not able to hold back any longer.  I could not stop my 
penis head from shooting semen juices up and out of it slit.  As I shot 
my load, Abe enjoyed the thrill so much that he let his hot juices shot 
into my bowels.  The feel of his load inside me helped to bring forth 
more juices than I ever thought I could.

My penis got very hard and seemed longer than ever.  I felt so very 
stimulated as if I could never go soft again.  Abe very slowly 
pumped his penis as deep into me as he was able.  I felt his fluids 
stop flowing.  He waited a few minutes until his love tool shrank and 
slid from my rectum and hung limply at my crotch.  As Abe stood 
there for a few seconds as to catch his breath, I was able to see a 
small amount of white fluid leak from the slit in his penis head.

Abe did not hesitate to make his way from the bed room to the bath 
room.  While he relieved himself, I slowly relaxed my body to allow 
my legs to rest upon the bed.  As my legs went down onto the bed, 
my feet reached out for the floor.  When I was fully alert to my 
body's feelings again, I was aware that there was a wetness in my 
butt creak that needed to be cleaned before I made a mess of the 
bed.

With some difficulty, I managed to stand up and make my way into 
the bath room.  Abe was sitting on the toilet.  I told him that I 
thought I should clean up before getting into bed for the night.  He 
said nothing for the moment.  He looking up at me and gave me a 
motion to use the bath tub.

Without saying a word, Abe got up and joined me in getting the tub 
ready for use.  He helped me by putting in the plug and adjusting the 
water temperature.  His first words were, "Would you like bubbles in 
the water?"  

It took me a few seconds to respond to his surprise question.  I told 
him, "That would be fine with me."

The next question was one I hoped for, "I feel I could use a bath.  
Would you like it if I joined you?"

I agreed to have him join me in a comfortable and relaxing bath, 
after I relieved myself and let some of the sex fluid from my rectum.  
I wiped off some of the oozing from my butt hole while waiting for 
the tub to fill and Abe to get an extra towel.

I  got into the tub and let Abe get into the other end facing me.  He 
and I sat there looking at each other for a few moments, before Abe 
looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Thanks.  I hope you did not 
mind me using you that way.  I did not think I could do it with 
anyone else.  I feel I know you well enough not to say anything to 
anyone about our little adventures together."

I told Abe that I was pleased he could feel comfortable enough to 
have such an experience with me.  I said to him that I was honored 
to be there at his time of need and to be able to fill his need.

We cleaned quickly, got dried, dressed in our underclothing and went 
to bed not mentioning another word about the evening's experience.  
I regret that I was not able to freely talk about the experience with 
Abe.  But I was sure he may have felt somewhat uncomfortable 
talking about his personal feeling at that time.

The next few days were pleasant at the camp.  Abe and I had one 
more slight fondling of each other and mutual masturbation before I 
left for home.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
JUNE 1954
AGE THIRTEEN
SCHOOL BREAK AND BIG FRANK'S VACATION
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13.6
It had been quite some time since Big Frank was able to go away on 
a real vacation.  With a little help from his family and friends, he was 
convinced that he could give instructions for a few renovations 
before leaving for a much needed vacation to visit distant family and 
friends.  It was nothing that Zake and others could not handle while 
Big Frank was gone.  So it was decided that the first two weeks in 
June of 1954, the restaurant would be closed for renovations.

Ralph was one of the friends that took time to get the work done at 
the restaurant while Frank was gone.  Zake was experienced enough 
to see that the needed items were taken care of.  He and Ralph spent 
hours preparing for some changes before helpers arrived in the 
evenings.

There were a few new appliances added over time, that needed their 
own electrical supply.  A new vent fan motor was installed.  An old 
counter was removed and replaced with a new one.  Another 
refrigerator was put into the storage area.

Some of the furnishings in the dining area were updated or replaced.  
New carpeting was put down in the dining room and the floor in the 
bar was refinished.  It would take at least the two weeks to be ready 
for a grand reopening.

I spent much of my free time helping and enjoying the company of 
Zake and others.  Through Frank and other contacts, Zake got to know 
other young men who enjoyed each other's company.  

One evening, while Frank was gone, Zake invited boys over for a 
party.  And what a party.  There were five of us all together, who 
were invited for that evening.  Among the five, Zake invited his 
young cousin, Marty, a ten year old.  Seth and Steve, my classmates, 
were also invited.  

Most of us were there helping with the work for several days before 
the invitation came for Zake's party.  It was the first Friday after Big 
Frank's departure.  Zake had told me that he wanted me to stay for 
the night with some of our friends.  He did not indicate what the 
party was to be.

A young man came a little late with Zake's cousin Marty as we all 
gathered for dinner that evening.  Zake and the young man prepared, 
cooked and served the dinner at the bar, since the dining area was a 
bit of a mess at that time.

As soon as dinner was done, we all put our dishes in the kitchen and 
enjoyed a few soft drinks before the party began.  Zake's friend, 
Oliver, made the suggestion that it would be something for Zake to 
buy clothing from the guests.  

We all seemed hot for the idea.  It was agreed that we would retire 
to the upstairs apartment and let our host pay us for our clothing, 
but only if we were willing to remove it first.  He agreed to pay us 
coins for our clothing as we took the items off for his pleasure.  
Marty was the first to volunteer for the exhibition.

The game seemed to naturally start with the youngest and work up 
to the oldest.  That meant that Marty would be the first showing 
before Seth or I.  Oliver would be next whereas he was about twenty, 
followed by our host, Zake.

It was thrilling, not only for me, to see young Marty expose his nude 
body, with no pubic hair except a little fuzz beginning in various 
parts of his body.  He was not in the least embarrassed about the 
activity, in fact he was as excited as we older guys.

Zake requested, first, that Marty sell his shoes and socks, together, in 
one package.  Marty agreed to the sale at three quarters of a dollar 
and proceeded to remove them.  He placed his shoes and socks on the 
coffee table in front of the couch where Seth, Oliver, Marty and I sat.  
I recall the whiteness of his feet on the dark carpeted floor.  Zake 
paid Marty and removed the items, putting them on an over stuffed 
chair near the door to the bedroom.

The next item of request was Marty's pair of jeans.  The bid was one 
dollar in half dollars.  It was accepted.  Marty stood up briefly to 
unbutton the waist and fly before sitting down to pull off the 
garment and hand it to Zake.  Zake put it with the other items upon 
the chair.

Suspense arouse as to what Zake would ask for next.  He stood at the 
other side of the coffee table musing for a minute or so before he 
made up his mind.  He offered a fifty cents for the blue flannel shirt 
draped down over Marty's lower body and undershorts.  The offer 
was upped twenty-five cents due to a delay in response.  

Marty accepted the offer, as he had done before.  He carefully 
unbuttoned each button as if he was giving up a very valuable piece 
of clothing.  After he removed his arms from each sleeve he tossed it 
in the direction of Zake.  It was caught and paid for.  Marty placed 
his coins in a small cup in front of him, since he no longer had access 
to the pockets of his shirt or jeans.

Marty's shirt was placed with the other clothing items previously 
removed and purchased.  Before Zake continued with Marty he made 
offers to the rest of us in turn for our items of clothing and shoes.  It 
was not long before we were all sitting or standing or sitting in only 
our underwear.  The stakes became higher as the clothing became 
less upon us and as Zake got more interested in seeing us with none.

Oliver's undershorts bulged with its contents.  My classmate, Seth 
was anxious to get on with the night's activities.  Marty kept looking 
at us and rubbing his hand into the crotch of his undershorts as if he 
was preoccupied with himself.  Steve quietly sat and waited for the 
results of the bidding.

Zake made the group of us an offer until we all gave in to a price to 
remove our under garments.  Seth slid down his undershorts and 
showed us his erected five inches.  He rubbed his crotch once before 
he pulled his undershirt over and off his head.  We could see the 
reddish underarm hair that matched the hair in and around his 
crotch.  He stoked himself a few times before he sat down upon the 
arm of the couch.

Oliver cleverly moved away from us and turned from our view to 
first take off his undershirt.  Then he bent over so that we could 
clearly see his clothed butt.  He seemed to be a good showman for 
the delight of a good group of boys and Zake.

He reached to his hips and snagged his undershorts in his hands.  
Slowly, he allowed his hands to pull down the undershorts until they 
were below his knees.  When he let go of them, they fell on the floor.  
He bent his knees and grabbed his ankles.  We could see his family 
jewels, as testicles where sometimes referred to in those days.  Oliver 
looked up at us through his opened crotch and smiled at us.

My guess was that Oliver was about twenty.  His pubic hair was fully 
developed, from what I could see.  When he stood up and turned 
around we could see a six and a half inch erect penis with its head 
partly covered over in foreskin.  It projected from a bush of dark 
brown hair that covered all of his crotch up to below his navel and 
down the inside of his legs.

Oliver just stood up there, nude in the middle of the room waiting for 
the rest of us to undress.  It did not take long for Steve and I to 
finish undressing.  Marty sat waiting to see what was going to 
happen next.

As I undressed to reveal my six inch firm erection, Seth could be 
seen next to me.  He was a year older then Steve and I, likewise 
being a little more developed then we were at that time.

His red hair was very noticeable to all of us in the room.  Hair 
covered his crotch, just above and around his five and a half inch 
penis and small testicles.  No hair could be seem beyond that.  Under 
his arms there could be seen a small amount of orange blond hair.  
His arms and legs had very light colored hair that nearly disappeared 
in the light of the room.

Steve was a bit taller and slimmer than I, but no means skinny.  His 
muscles were built tightly on his body and limbs.  Running was a 
passion for him and it kept him trim and solid.  He undressed to 
reveal his slim muscled body.  

From the top down we could see that Steve was not very hairy.  His 
light brown pubic hair was confined to his underarms and crotch.  It 
looked very soft and touchable.  The rest of his body and limbs were 
very much hairless except for light fuzzy arms and legs.  If not 
seeing his spots of pubic hair, one would think he had not reached 
his age of puberty.

The evening games began when Marty asked to play with Zake's 
friend Oliver.  Marty remained in his underwear up until then.  
Oliver removed Marty's undergarments to the delight of the rest of 
us.  The ten year old had no visible pubic hair.  He looked very soft 
to the touch and Oliver made his touching by rubbing his victim 
tenderly as he removed the clothing.

For a few minutes we watched Oliver and Marty get it on together.  
They soon went into the bed room for more room to play.  Oliver 
fondled Marty while he let the youngster play with and nibble on his 
penis.  

Zake fondled Steve, Seth and I to get us more excited.  He took on 
Seth, whom he had before and left Steve and I to look on for the time 
being.  

After watching Zake for a short time, I slowly made my way over to 
the bed room door way to see how Marty and Oliver were getting 
along.  Steve watched both rooms before he had his turn with Zake, 
who delighted in sucking him.

I tried to stay out of view so not to distract the fun time.  Before long 
Marty had Oliver stretched out across the bed.  Oliver let young 
Marty suck on him some time before he grabbed his head and 
pressed his face into his crotch.  He heaved his hot penis deeper up 
into that young mouth until I knew he let his manly load go into it.

Marty was repositioned so that Oliver was able to get him to sit upon 
his upper chest. He was moved about so that Marty could be sucked.  
Oliver licked Marty's crotch for a time before his allowed his mouth 
to suck in all four inches of tender penis meat.  It was a thrill for me 
as well as it must have been for Marty.

It was not long before Seth was unloaded into the mouth of Zake.  
Zake was not pleased to let him go.  He invited Steve and I to bring 
our love tools to him while he had Seth suck his seven inches of skin 
covered penis jetted out from a crop of black pubic hair immediately 
around his crotch and shorter hair down the upper part of his legs 
and ending in less hair just above his ankles.  

At times when his penis head showed, it was only a tip of it not 
covered with skin.  He was able to roll back the foreskin with his 
fingers, only to let it recover the penis head just before the tip.  He 
was the first person I remember who had as much foreskin.  I 
wondered at that time what it was like to feel it in the mouth.  It was 
not for me to find out that night.

Zake's buttocks and upper body were covered with a short crop of 
hair as well as his chest.  For a young man, he had a large amount of 
hair from the top of his chest around his rear and down to the top of 
his ankles.  From his breast were a pair of small brown nipples that 
pointed outward.  Once in awhile he would fondle his own breast and 
nipples or just place one of our hands upon them.

Seth sucked Zake's penis in and out while Steve and I were fondled 
or licked by our host.  For a man with a good sized penis he seemed 
to have small testicles.  They hung in tight against the inside of his 
crotch of dark hair.

Zake's time soon ended after a brief display of expressions that let us 
all know he was letting out his load of love juices.  Seth sucked deep 
and hard until the climax was over.

When Zake recovered from his climax he turned his attention first to 
Steve who was closer to him than me.  He fondled each of us at first 
and then sucked us each in turn until the both of us were at the 
point of no return.  I let him clean me out first and I relaxed while 
watching Steve get his pleasure.

Oliver was still sucking and fondling Marty after the rest of us had 
finished for the night.  It was not much later that all of us were down 
stairs in our jeans or pants enjoying a night time snack before bed.

Steve and I took the couch while the others enjoyed the comfort of 
the bed.  It was not long before we were asleep for the night.  There 
was only once that I recall hearing someone get up for the use of the 
bath room in the early morning before sunrise.

The next morning we slowly got up and together had a quick 
breakfast.  Oliver took Marty with him and the rest of us soon began 
working on the restaurant.  After that day, no one ever mentioned 
the previous night, but I am sure we all remembered it fondly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
JULY 1954
AGE THIRTEEN
ZAKE AND HIS COUSIN MARTY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13.6
After the July holiday I continued to help at the restaurant, when I 
could.  Zake enjoyed having me around as much as Big Frank did.  
When Frank was not in the mood for activities in the apartment, Zake 
would take his place or join in.

Before the end of the summer, Marty returned for a visit with his 
older cousin and uncle.  To my delight, I was also invited over to visit 
at the same time Marty was there.  

That particular night Marty and I slept on the couch in the living 
room while Big Frank and Zake shared the bed in the bedroom.  To 
help keep the rooms cool, Frank would usually leave the doors open 
for the air to flow from one to the other.  That was the case that 
night as well.

From the couch I and Marty could hear and see some of the activity 
in the bedroom as we rested for the night.  Marty and I were dressed 
only in our undershorts in order to stay cool on that warm night.

Big Frank and Zake let us boys use the bathroom before they took 
their turns and got into bed together with only their undershorts on.  

There was only a night light left on in the bed room near the bath 
room door, but it was enough, after eyes were adjusted, to see any 
activity on the bed.

It was not long before Zake slide down the bed sheet from himself 
and Frank.  Zake rubbed Frank's crotch and midsection until Frank 
lifted himself enough to remove his undershorts.  

I was able to see that Zake was getting Frank into a very hot 
situation.  Zake moved down the bed until he was able to place his 
lips upon Frank's erecting shaft.  Zake kissed up and down the shaft 
until he slipped his lips completely over the head and sucked a few 
inches of Frank's love tool into his mouth.

Marty was laying quietly next to me and I suspected that he was 
going to sleep.  There was not enough light in the living room to see 
if Marty was asleep or not.  The action in the bed room was more 
than I wanted to let pass without getting some action of my own.
Slowly, I let my hand slide down to my side and onto my sleep 
companion.  My hand rested upon his soft leg for awhile until I got 
the nerve to move my hand over his crotch to see it there would be a 
response to my touch.  

Marty's ten year old penis was erect and ready for action, as I had 
hoped.  He pleasantly asked, "Should we go to the bathroom to get a 
better look?"  

I found myself answering quickly, "I think we should."

With that, I knew Marty was ready to make a trip to the bathroom 
and he expected me to go with him.  I followed as if I were a big 
puppy behind a mischievous little one.

I followed as Marty pushed the bedroom door completely open.  
Without saying a word, we went through the room into the 
bathroom.  Once we were in there, I wondered what we would do to 
explain our interruption. 

My young friend used the toilet excuse to get his cousin's and uncle's 
attention before he reentered the bedroom.  Before he did, he 
removed his undershorts.  As he appeared, Big Frank asked him to 
come over to the bed and get upon his bare chest.

Frank looked over toward me and asked me to join Marty by facing 
him above his head.  Before I got upon the bed, he asked me to 
remove my underwear as Marty had done.

Big Frank placed us boys so that our penes were together over his 
mouth.  He then reached up and grabbed each love tool in order to 
place them together into his mouth.  

It was a neat feeling to have my penis in the same mouth at the 
same times as Marty's.  To keep our balance Marty and I held each 
other.  As time went on he and I found each other embracing the 
other.  I held him tight into my nude body and he to me, while our 
penes were expertly sucked by his Uncle Frank.

I was at the age of ejecting semen on a regular basis, if not on 
purpose, I would sometimes do it involuntarily.  In other words I 
was not lacking in sexual stimulation at any given time.  That time 
was no exception.  

My bodily responses did not take long before I was at the height of 
my climax.  I could see that Marty, at ten, was able to feel his penis 
respond much as mine.  It could have been he too was able at that 
age to send semen into Big Frank's mouth.

While watching Zake suck his uncle, I could see and feel Marty 
against me.  It was all I could do to slow down the erection and 
ejaculation processes.  The more I tried the less I was able to.

Before long I let my benefactor know that I was ready to let him 
have my juices.  I knew that he always wanted what I could give in 
the way of sweet love juices so I kept going until I let out a stream of 
semen against the smaller penis next to mine and get sucked into the 
throat below the both of us.

My testicles hung tight for a few seconds until all their contents were 
expelled through my hard six inch shaft to the head and out.  I 
pushed myself even closer as I pulled Marty into my body nearly 
hard enough to take his breath away.  

Marty was just a bit longer, before he let out a hot jet of fluid against 
my hot softening penis.  About that time I was ready to pull out of 
Big Frank's mouth, but could not because of the great suction pulling 
me into his mouth.  I knew that there was not much, but there was 
some semen from Marty that Frank  really enjoyed.

Frank was very slow to arise and ejaculate.  So, Zake continued to 
suck that massive ten inch penis after us boys had fully released. 

Before we retired, we boys fondled Uncle Frank and Cousin Zake 
before they both finally gave up their love juices.  I could see that 
Marty loved to express his feelings upon his cousin more than his 
uncle, so I spent time rubbing Frank up and down and around his 
crotch while Zake sucked and slurped upon his penis.

It seemed nearly half an hour more before Frank was ready to get 
up and let his semen eject.  He gave out a great sound of relief as he 
let it all go.  Zake sucked deeper and harder to take it all in.  I was 
able to see some of the fluid slip from the side of the shaft and get 
sucked back into Zake's mouth before it was over.

Zake was not let undone.  Before it was over his young cousin was 
sucking him until he was ready to eject.  At about that time, Big 
Frank took control of Zake's penis enabling him to suck his nephew 
dry of his sweet juices.  For that, Marty did not regret having lost the 
opportunity.

After we were all sufficiently satisfied with the evening's activities, 
we went off to bed in the separate rooms.  Zake and Frank slept on 
the bed with Marty and I upon the couch.  And of course we did not 
bother with any underwear until morning.  I enjoyed Marty's nude 
body next to mine.

Marty confided in me later that he often came by to suck his cousin 
until he caught the juices in his mouth.  He explained that he would 
slowly swallow them so that he could taste the flavor.  I told him 
that I did not appreciate the flavor at all and that the taste could 
make me sick if I did not swallow fast enough.
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FALL 1954
AGE THIRTEEN
SPORTS RECRUITMENT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~13.7
 One afternoon, in the fall of 1954, after a track practice and meeting 
with Steve and our coach Mr. Mack, Steve and I concluded the time 
with a warm shower, as we usually did before leaving for our homes.  
Steve's muscles were tightly placed on his slim body.  His pubic hair 
was light and not very plentiful.  His testie sac was covered with lots 
of light fuzzy hair, much more than I had.  And with all of the 
muscles, Steve was lacking some with the muscle between his legs.  
At best he would be fully extended to about four and a half inches.  
It was not very long, but had a nice shaped purple head that swelled 
a bit larger than the shaft it was attached to.

His firm body was tempting to me.  I felt like touching him as he let 
the water flow down his body  as I stood next to him doing the same.  
We had times together before at one home or the other, but never 
dared to be bold enough to do anything at school.  

Just as we were about to soap up that day, Mr. Mack came into the 
locker room with a towel.  He quickly removed all of his clothing and 
put it on a bench near the shower area.  We could not miss his 
undressing.

Mr. Mack had a stout but firm body with a lot of dark brown body 
hair from his chest and back down his legs to the top of his ankles.  
He was no taller than I was in my thirteenth year.

His pubic hair was darker and bushy, nearly hiding the base of his 
short large round penis.  His three inches or so nearly disappeared in 
the hairy brush.  Before long in the shower, it was fully erect to 
about five inches.

Mr. Mack thought we might like to have regular sessions after school 
to keep us in shape.  That was the first that I had ever seen or heard 
of the track coach joining the boys in the showers.  That was except 
when I had first seen him with Steve about a year before.

Unknown to me at that time, I was being recruited into Steve's little 
circle with Mr. Mack.  Before I knew what was happening there was 
a little foreplay with the two of them fooling around.  I did not pay 
much attention until Steve grabbed the coach's hard penis.  It looked 
at first that it was just in horsing around, but Steve did not stop his 
hold on Mr. Mack's hard muscle.

Then Mr. Mack looked over in my direction and seeing that my 
mouth was gaped, he reached for Steve's hardening penis and gave it 
a playful pull.  That got my attention for real.

Steve gestured with his hand, for me to join them.  Still stunned by 
the scene I was witnessing, yet getting rock hard, my penis tended to 
lead the way.  Slowly, I got one foot in front of the other until I was 
right up close to Steve.

Seeing that I was within arm's reach of him, Mr. Mack placed his free 
hand under my loaded testicles and lifted them slightly.  He smiled 
at me and bent down to my crotch.  As he bent, he slipped his mouth 
over my hard member.  

I felt his slick mouth and tongue massage the whole length of my 
rod.  In less than a minute I was humping in and out of his mouth 
and he was sucking harder with each plunge.  To make sure he 
would not lose me from his mouth he reached his muscle bound 
hands around to my butt cheeks.  

While holding onto me, he let a finger tickle my butt hole and slip 
into it slightly.  The sensation took me over the edge very quickly, 
not that I was ever slow to climax.

Mr. Mack kept sucking until I was emptied of my juice and mostly 
limp.  He held me so tight that I had to endure the sensitivity of my 
penis head.  Usually it is so sensitive that I can not touch it for a 
minute or so after getting off.  Before I knew it the sensitivity 
became sensational again and up came the muscle between my legs 
again.  

Once again after a few minutes more than the first time, I shot off 
another load.   And again Mr. Mack sucked me until I was no longer 
sensative or hard.  It was a very good thing that I had the wall to 
lean against, because I was very weak and could barely stand.  

I had not ever remembered being so completely drained and in such 
an after glow.  Anyone could have dropped me with the slightest 
exertion.  Once I was freed of Mr. Mack's mouth and he let go of me, 
I slumped against the wall and watched him perform the same act of 
pleasure on my classmate.

In between times that Steve was far away into a trance, he would 
smile at me.  While I watched Steve taking his thrills I recovered so 
as to be able to walk out of the shower to a bench and sit to continue 
viewing the show.

Once Mr. Mack had unloaded Steve for the first time, they broke and 
rinsed off before also getting out of the shower.  The only thing that 
was said between us was when the coach said he would see us after 
the next class.

After that first encounter with Mr. Mack and Steve, I was concerned 
that I would appear to be the type of boy that others would make 
fun of.  Because of those feeling, I stayed away from after training 
sessions for awhile.  

Steve did not discuss why I was not attending after the training 
sessions, but there were hints that I was missed.  However, it was 
not long before I resumed those sessions for the pure pleasure.  Our 
training sessions were something to look forward to.  Steve and I 
never had much time or energy left to fool around much with just 
the two of us, except a few more times during that next summer.

If I remember correctly, Mr. Mack moved on to another school 
somewhere out of state.  Steve and I never openly talked about what 
happened with us at our after school training sessions, but we did 
smile at each other if someone ever mentioned our former coach.
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