I am a white male raised protestant but am now pretty much an agnostic. My parents 
were divorced and remarried, I had two older sisters, and an OK childhood in a 
comfortable home. I was reminded of some things that happened to me as a child when I 
read one of your other stories about the boy who got into mud fights. My story is pretty 
brief and probably pretty common (I guess) but it influenced me a lot. As a kid I was 
always playing with neighbor kids in our subdivision. There was a big field about a mile 
from our house that was being developed by some company into a new subdivision. It 
always looked half finished and part of it was turned into a permanent muddy swamp 
because they didn't know about some spring that was under the field before they tore up 
the plants. My friends and I liked to play in this muddy area. We would take a secret 
route through the woods that bordered my friend Jeff's yard and the field. We would 
always get really dirty and then have to wash up when we got home. My mom was 
always yelling at me for getting my clothes covered in mud, especially my shoes, socks 
and pants. Once we went to Brad's house and his mom made us all get completely 
undressed in the garage before we came inside and then she put us all in the shower. She 
left us alone for several minutes but it was long enough for all of us (me, Brad, Jeff, and 
Jeff's little brother Davey) to see each other naked and get erections and even play around 
a little bit. When she came back in she must have seen that we were all erect but she 
didn't say anything, just told us to go to Brad's room while she washed our clothes. We 
went into Brad's room and Jeff kept getting Davey to play with his penis. So when our 
clothes were finally done Jeff was still hard, Brad and I had even lost interest and were 
playing Atari. Later that week we went back to the mud swamp and Brad said we should 
just take off our clothes to keep them from getting muddy. So we stripped down to our 
underwear and played our usual war games. Jeff was playing dead in the mud and he took 
off his underwear and was rolling in the mud to cover himself. He started to chase us 
around like he was a mud monster. Brad took his off too and fought back, Davey and I 
did what Brad did and so we were all wrestling Jeff in the mud. Jeff was bigger and a 
little older so he won, then he told Davey to play with his erection. Brad and I started 
making fun of them so Jeff put Brad in a headlock and told him to do it too, then I took 
my turn playing with Jeff's penis. We sat in a circle and rubbed each other's erect penises 
for a while, then Jeff laid back in the mud and actually masturbated to orgasm which 
none of us could do yet. Then he grabbed his clothes and headed for his house, and we 
followed him. We took our clothes and sneaked through the woods to Jeff's yard, then we 
washed ourselves off with the hose and went into Jeff's basement. This was summer 
around noon so nobody else was home. Jeff got us to sit in a circle again and play with 
each other and then he showed us how to suck each other. This happened a lot when I 
was a kid, and when I was older (about twelve or thirteen) Jeff and I would go to the pool 
and afterwards we'd take a shower together and suck each other in the locker room. 
Nobody caught us but we were definitely afraid of that. When he was seventeen and a 
senior Jeff quit messing around with me, and I haven't really had any gay experiences 
since then (I'm 19 now). 

