~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Submitted by chucketal@email.com © Copyright 2001 by Chucketal, Keene, NH 03431 Copyright Notice: I freely distribute my writings and do not charge any fee for that service or a fee to access them. You may not change or distribute my writings in any way as included in my copyright notice. You have the right to download this series in part or whole to keep on your computer, and to print a hard copy if you preserve the title, warning and copyright notice. You do not have the right to repost this, pass it on to anyone, or use it for commercial purposes. You have my permission to enjoy this series of stories as stated above and let others know where to find them or contact me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 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. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [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!] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1951 AGE ELEVEN SCHOOL SEASON SIXTH GRADE SURPRISE PARTY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.0 In 1951, my sixth grade teacher was Mrs. Fitzgerald, a strict but compassionate person. She did a lot to discipline and mold me for junior high school, high school and the rest of my life. Her firm but fair discipline I use as a model in my life today. At that time, I was very shy and terrified of standing up in front of a group. We were all given an assignment to do a book report to the class. I mistakenly picked Treasure Island in an edition over my age level and understanding. The mistake had been mine and Mrs. Fitzgerald made me live up to it. It took me most of the Fall to read the book and I still was not sure of the report to the class. Finally, the dreadful day came for me to give the oral report. I was so nervous, I passed out as I attempted to walk to my seat at the rear of the class. A fellow class mate caught me before I fell to the floor. That was even more embarrassing than giving the report. Just after my birthday, Mrs. Fitzgerald sent me to the assistant principal's office to discuss my book report and my response to giving it. While I was being talked to at his office, the class prepared a surprise birthday party for me. It was so emotional, that I cried and embarrassed myself. I was not aware of the sensitiveness of Mrs. Fitzgerald until that event or my class mates' concern. After the party she drove me home with my gifts. Many times I returned to visit that dear lady before she retired and at her home after she retired. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NOVEMBER 1951 AGE ELEVEN BIRTHDAY TRIP WITH RALPH GIL AND THE BOYS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.0 For my eleventh birthday in 1951, Ralph took me on one of his week end trips, as he would do every month or two on business. That time he had an appointment with a black man who operated a small manufacturing business in a nearby city. Ralph used the excuse to continue there for the week end. As before, Ralph picked me up at school Friday afternoon. We traveled a short time before we dined at the nice restaurants the same hotel we had stayed at before. After ordering dinner, Ralph telephoned his client to let him know we were in the area. Ralph came back and told me we would stay there for the night, after he met with Gil, his client. We had dinner alone and decided to go to our room to wait for Gil. About ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. Ralph answered the door to find a tall slim black gentlemen of about forty- five. Ralph invited Gil in and introduced him to me. For the first few minutes Gil was more interested in me than his business with Ralph. I remember he asked me questions about myself, such as things I liked or disliked or things I enjoyed doing. Soon the meeting moved on to a discussion of his business with Ralph. I sat or laid there on the bed, ignoring the conversation for the most part. Before Gil left, he invited us to join him and his boys the following day at an appointed time and place. Ralph said he would not mind and would be there. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The following morning, Ralph and I arose late, checked out of the hotel, went to a diner for breakfast and on to see his sister, Roberta. Uncle Frank was working that morning and Aunt Roberta seemed very pleased to see us. The girls, being older, were not as annoying as they had seemed to be before. Cousin Alvin was nearly four by then. Ralph spent time with his sister and her family on a regular basis when he was in their town on his every month or so trips. Sometimes if I was not with him, he would stay with them over night. We stayed and visited until lunch and then left for our appointment with Gil. Gil expected us to meet with him and then have us meet his sons. Gil meet us at his business, an old factory building in a quiet part of town. He showed us around the part of the building he was using for business. I could smell the oil and dust in the air from the old machines. At the completion of the tour, Gil and Ralph discussed aspects of the business while in a small office, as I waited out in the waiting room. It was not long before Gil came out with Ralph and told me we were to join him and his boys for an evening meal. Ralph had made arrangements to meet with them at the restaurant in the hotel where we were staying. When we got to the restaurant Ralph arranged for us to eat in a separate area. I thought it was so he and Gil could be more private. At that time and age, I did not understand any differences among people. Ralph was a regular customer at the restaurant and stayed at the same hotel most of his visits. Accommodations were made for us to eat and sleep. We waited a short time longer for Gil and his boys to join us. Gil's boys were fifteen year old Gil, Jr. and thirteen year old Wil. Gil, Jr. was slender whereas Wil was short and slightly stout, perhaps because he had not grown out of it. Dinner was served to us in a family style, with bowls and platters of food. The boys seemed to be well mannered and polite to Gil, Ralph and I. They did not talk much during the meal. We enjoyed each other's company for over an hour before we broke for our room. I was directed to take the boys to our room while Ralph and his guest went off for a time. Ralph and Gil came to our room shortly, announced that we would all be staying for the night, and invited Gil, Jr. to go with them. They said good night to Wil and I and they went off together. I did not know what to make of it but I did not give it much more thought. I undressed for bed, down to my underwear and used the bath room before sliding into bed. Wil used the bath room and came to bed in his underwear. We talked and visited for a long time before Gil, Jr. returned to join us for bed. Gil, Jr. quickly made his way into the bath room and when he reentered the bed room, he was totally nude. I did not know what to make of it, but entertained wonderful thoughts of an adventure with those boys. He stood next to the edge of the bed on his brother's side, pulled down the covers and moved on his knees until he was over his face. Gil, Jr. held his penis in his hand and saying nothing, looked down at his younger brother. Wil responded by reaching out for the crotch above him and tenderly rubbed around the testicles. Gil, Jr.'s fifteen year old shaft must have been at least six inches long. The foreskin was naturally drawn back to show the tip of the head as it hardened. The head was a dark red and the shaft was a shiny dark brown. His pubic bush covered his dark brown crotch and half way up to his navel. Giant testicles pressed themselves firmly under his penis and looked heavy. Gil, Jr. lowered himself so as to let his penis enter Wil's mouth. Wil willingly took the shaft into his mouth and sucked it vigorously. As Wil sucked I could see the dreamy expression on Gil, Jr.'s face. He moved his eyes around and closed them for a time. I laid there motionless watching the action until Gil, Jr. reached over and pulled me closer to him. I slid over closer to him, allowing him to rub his hand up and down my crotch until he had my full attention. He kept up the motion to me as he was sucked by Wil. With his other hand he reached behind himself to fondle Wil's crotch. Suddenly he stopped his action with Wil and me and pulled his penis out of his brother's mouth. He quickly moved back below Wil's crotch and tugged at the undershorts below him. Wil lifted himself and helped in the removal of the garment, sat up, pulled off his undershirt and laid back down on the bed, all without instructions. Gil, Jr. took each of Wil's legs and prompted their movement to his shoulders. That left Wil's buttocks open and visible. Wil spread his cheeks while his brother probed around with the head of his penis. Presently, Wil gave out a little groan and made a painful face. I could see that his anus muscles were being penetrated by the six inch shaft. The boy pushed further and further into his younger brother until finally stopping with nearly all the shaft embedded into the anal canal. He slowly slid his shaft out to just before the base of the head. Gradually Gil, Jr. pressed forward again until he sank deep into Wil's butt cheeks. By then Wil's expressions were changing to more pleasant ones. Slowly the pace picked up until there was a steady humping in and out of the anal canal. About the time the motion picked up, Gil, Jr. took hold of the younger penis and pulled up and down on it with very slow strokes. Gil, Jr. reached over to me and placed his hand upon my crotch. Feeling my responsive erection, he asked, "Ya like to join us?" I asked, "What can I do?" Gil, Jr. told me, "Stand in front of me over Wil and I'll suck you". The thought shot blood racing to my then hardening penis. I got up, dropped my undershorts to my ankles and stepped out of them. Positioning myself over Wil, Gil, Jr. he pulled my crotch into his face and licked my penis and testicles while he continued to pump in and out of Wil. After he started a sucking routine on me he went back to stroking his brother and continued pumping his shaft in and out of that hot anus. I could see from where I stood that he really enjoyed taking on more than one of us at a time. It was not long that I announced that I was about to let go of my juices. Gil, Jr. slowed down his sucking so as to let himself catch up to me. Momentarily, he sucked me harder and pumped faster until I could not hold back any longer. I let go of my young juices into his mouth and as I did he rubbed his tongue around my penis head, getting every drop of moisture available. He quickly spit me out and gave out a loud exclamation of joy as he dumped his load into his younger brother. After holding himself into the hot anus for a few glorious seconds, he pulled out, sat back and bend down to his brother's crotch and immediately sucked upon him until Wil gave out his indication that he was relieved of his love juices. All I could do was move back a bit to allow them room to perform. Gil, Jr. bobbed his head up and down on a shaft nearly as large as his own. In the sex organ department, young Wil seemed large for his age. He could easily put me to shame. When Gil, Jr. had finished his slurping and sucking of Wil, he lifted up his head and motioned me toward him. Again he licked my crotch until he sucked me into his hot mouth. He sucked until he forced another load of juices from me. It really did not take as long as I thought it would. He finished by slowly releasing my penis from his mouth. The head popped out wet, smooth and soft. Gil, Jr. stood up and said, "Thanks for giving me your hot juice". He said, "Aw really like younger guys like my brother and me. White boys", he said, "are special sweet and tender, not that I don't like older guys too". That was not the type of thing I was used to hearing. I was not aware that boys did that on a regular basis or made comparisons. Wil was still lying on the bed under me with his eyes closed. As I stepped over him he opened his eyes and asked, "Are ya ready for some sleep?" I agreed I was. Gil, Jr. went into the bath room to clean up, followed by Wil. When they returned, I took my turn and returned to bed. The boys said, Needn't put on my underwear unless you want to". I said, "I could live without it". Gil, Jr. asked me to turn off the light before I got into bed. When I got into bed with those boys I knew they were still nude. I recall falling asleep after a great deal of time thinking about the wonderful experience that evening. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DECEMBER 1951 AGE ELEVEN FAMILY HOLIDAY UNCLE HAL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.1 In December 1951, Uncle Hal came over again just before the day of the family holiday feast. There was no other place in the house for him to stay, so with my happy consent, Ralph and Mother offered him space in my bed room. They knew I would enjoy Hal's company for the night. Hal and I had a good time together when he was not visiting with others his own age or I doing the same. That night he was invited into the bed room next door to visit the bigger boys before we all went to bed. When Hal had finished his visit I was almost asleep with the light on and a book in hand. He flashed the light off and on to get my attention. After I awoke he asked me for another favor, not to be mentioned to anyone. I took the chance that it would be another shower with him. That time he asked me to rub his sore acne spots with a lotion while he laid on the bed. I agreed to do the rubbing for him. He removed his undershirt and pants leaving his undershorts on. I was asked to start with his neck and back. I rubbed the strong smelling lotion on his back until I reached his buttock. He lifted without my request and removed his undershorts, tossing them on the bed. As I rubbed his buttock I could easily see his testicles lying there between his legs. There seemed to be more and darker hair than I remembered. He asked me to gently rub my hand without lotion between his legs. When I rubbed him he raised and lowered his buttock and groaned pleasantly. He rolled over and asked me to continue to put lotion on the spots on his chest, abdomen and upper legs. I could easily see he was excited to the point of letting out clear prejuice from his hard penis. I finished the rubbing and stood up to see what he would do next. Hal took his penis by his hand, took my hand and put it on his testicles and asked me to gently rub them. He pumped his penis while I rubbed his testicles until he erupted with a large load of juice. He squirted gobs of white semen over his abdomen, down his penis to his testicles and his public hair. I took my hand away and thrilled at seeing the explosion. We both laughed. He got up, wiped himself with his undershorts and asked, "What do you want to do". I said, "It's up to you Uncle Hal." He finished wiping, laid on the bed and asked me to lay on him face up nude. I removed my undershorts and as I sat my buttock on him he placed me over his spent penis and had me lay down with it between my legs. He told me to close my legs tight around his semi-hard penis. He reached for my erect penis, pumped it until I soon thrilled at the feeling and a small amount of juice that spurted out of its opening. He wiped it away between his fingers and when we got up he wiped his fingers on his soiled undershorts. We both went to the bath room to clean up and returned to bed. I awoke with his nude body limbs wrapped around my nude body early the next morning. I felt a special love for my favorite Uncle Hal. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FEBRUARY 1952 AGE ELEVEN AFTER HOLIDAY TRIP AN INNER FEELING FOR JOE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.2 As was usual, Ralph planned his beginning of the year trip to visit some of his clients. That year I was excited about the possibility of going with him again. I looked forward to the likelihood of an adventure. The weather prevented the planned day for the trip. It gave us an extra day to rest around the house before leaving. I was out of school for that week and was not on a schedule any more than Ralph. We waited until Monday morning after the work traffic before leaving on Ralph's business trip. The weather was partly sunny and it was warm in the car. A couple of hours later we lunched at a rest stop on the food Mother provided. Ralph took a short eye rest while we listened to the radio. It was several hours before we were at our usual hotel stop for the night. Ralph immediately rented a room for us and then called our friend and client, Joe Burns. Joe planned, with Ralph, to have dinner with us at the hotel that evening. And I hoped Joe planned an adventure with me. In the mean time, Ralph and I spent a little time looking around the small town and its shops. The temperature was warmer than when we had left our home, north of there. A few hours later we returned to the hotel to find Joe waiting for us. He finished up early and came by to see if we would like to go out to dinner on him at a good restaurant across town. Ralph agreed to his invitation and we joined Joe in his sporty car for a trip across town. Because it was a two passenger car, I wedged myself behind the front bucket seats and rested on a paddled storage area. He drove a bit faster than I was used to, but I was glad we soon arrived at the restaurant. I remember the restaurant had country music and a lot of people. We sat at a table far enough from the music to barely be able to hear each other talking. The meal was served family style, whereby we served ourselves from bowls or platters on the table. It was basically a meat and vegetable meal. After our dinner and the music we returned to the hotel. Ralph indicated he needed time with another client before retiring for the night and let Joe and I go up to the room together. As Joe opened the door to the hotel room, he smiled at me with his beaming face and radiant blue green eyes. When the door was opened he placed his hand warmly and affectionately upon the back of my neck to direct me in ahead of him. Joe entered behind me, turned on the lights, closed the door, promptly went over to adjust the heat control and continue on to close the window shades. When he closed the last shade he turned to me, looked me in the eyes and said, "It sure is great to have you here with me. Are you in the mood for an evening of relaxation and pleasure?" he asked. The thought of it gave me the beginnings of an erection. I replied, "I was looking forward to this time together." Joe smiled at me and asked if I was ready to go to bed. Again he smiled at me with his beaming face and radiant blue green eyes. It was difficult for me to say no, not that I wanted to. I agreed that I was ready for bed with him. He excused himself to use the bathroom. While he was gone, I waited patiently for the use of the bathroom. Joe entered the room from the bathroom, dressed in his trousers and socks. His chest was as I had seen it before. There was a small amount of fine dark blonde hair between his breast with two small light brown nipples. The hair had gotten a bit darker and more abundant as it trailed down to his waist line. I took my leave to use the bathroom for a quick few minutes. I returned to the room, dressed in my underwear. Joe stood next to the bed with his cut semi-soft penis hanging down against his pair of yellow blonde haired testicles. There was a plentiful delicate blonde hair in his crotch. I looked forward to sliding my fingers through those pubic hairs. When he noticed me, he asked somewhat jokingly, "Are you going to get undressed for bed or would you like me to do it for you?" The thought of him touching me was stimulating. I replied, "I thought I would save that part for you." He slowly made his way toward me. As he moved I enjoyed the moving sight of his testicles and penis between his legs. He lowered himself before me, slid his hands up and under my undershirt until he moved it up and over my head. As he tossed it to the floor, his hands came down my sides and immediately brought down my undershorts until they dropped to the floor. While I stood there in all my nakedness, Joe fondled me with his hands, tongue and lips. I felt his gentle hands under and around my crotch, while his lips and tongue expressed themselves over my neck and upper body. He got down as far as my abdomen before he said, "Lets get on the bed, where it is more comfortable." With that he stopped his activities, picked up a spare blanket, spread it over the bed and we sat on the edge of the double bed. Joe embraced me in his arms as I embraced him. We hugged each other's naked body and slowly laid back on the bed together. He slowly rubbed my modest beginning of public hair, starting to appear around my crotch. It was only a little crop of fine hair, but I was pleased with it and it felt so good as he ran his fingers through it. While Joe fondled my crop of pubic hair, I reached down to run my fingers though what seemed at that time a great crop of his soft yellowish blond pubic hair. We spent some time laying on the bed and fondling each other, until Joe got the bright idea that he could rub me down with some body lotion, he just happen to have in his business case. He had me lay on my stomach while he straddled me and rubbed his hands together with the lotion. As he rubbed from my neck down toward my buttocks, it felt very relaxing and restful. When he got down to my buttocks, spread my legs open and rubbed lotion between them, I became very stimulated. I felt my young penis was going to poke its way down through the bed clothing and beyond. It was so stimulating, that I involuntarily humped up and down a few times as Joe's hand went in and around my butt crack and fondled my testicles. Joe quickly rubbed down my legs, kindly rubbed between each toe before asking me to roll over on my back. I quickly rolled over on my back to expose my young uncut throbbing erection and firm loaded testicles. My friend looked admiringly down at me as he straddled me with his open crotch and began to rub me from my neck and chest to my abdomen. His six plus inches of hard penis and firm hairy testicles moved about with his body motions. When Joe completed rubbing my body, he in turn bent up each knee and rubbed my upper legs up toward my crotch and down the crack of my buttocks. The stimulation nearly caused me to emit my semen load. After Joe finished my rub down, he asked, "Would you like me to thrill you deep inside by burying my shaft inside you?" Being in the mood for anything at that point, I said, "I think so." He took my feet and placed them upon his upper chest and shoulders, causing my buttocks to be available to his hot shaft. I was asked to toss him a pillow. He lifted my buttocks with one firm hand and shoved the pillow under me with the other. Without conversation, Joe, lubricated his shaft and my crack with lotion before rubbing his hot tool up and down my crack. As he did so, he pressed himself further into me, until my anus was forced open by the head of his penis. The immediate response was a burning pain as the muscles gave way under the pressure of his weight behind the invading shaft. I gave out a slight cry of pain and when I did, Joe pulled out and asked, "Do you want me to stop or should I try again? Better yet I have an idea that will help." Joe held up an index finger and put lotion on it. He said as he applied his finger to the task, "This should feel much better to you." He was right. It felt much better than trying to force his shaft up my rectum. The finger found its way around inside me until I found it a very pleasant feeling. I am sure Joe could see the results of his action by the view of my happy inflating penis and tightening testicles. Shortly, Joe removed his finger, put on more lotion and returned it inside me. To my wonderful surprise, he pressed in another finger along side the first one. The wiggling and spreading motion was not alarming to my anus. After a few more minutes of playing with the fingers, Joe asked, "Are you ready to try my shaft again? I am sure this time will be less painful." I indicated I was ready for another try. That time, Joe used little force to enter me. The head slid inside like it belonged there. I felt more pressure and pain as Joe penetrated my inner canal. The pain was intense, but not as great as at first try. He backed off to just include the head inside me. Slowly he worked his way in and out a little more each time. He said, "This will still hurt a little, but will soon feel so very good. You hold in there and you will see what I mean. If it hurts too much, let me know and I will stop." Soon he pressed himself fully into me. I could barely breath with the sensation of his hot tool inside me. The hurting I felt seemed to be offset by a much deeper unexplainable feeling that I did not want to stop. The drawing out and pushing in began to give me a special thrill I had experienced before. I was pleased that his shaft was no larger around that it was. The length was not a problem. The diameter could have been a problem as it was forced into me. Joe looked down at me to ask, "Am I hurting you?" Not wanting to admit it did and not wanting the stop that inner feeling, I said, "Oh, no. Its okay." He smiled and asked, "Why the tears?" I could not explain it, except perhaps they were tears of joy. I thought I was thrilled enough, until I felt Joe pump his pubic hair into my butt crack and fondle my crotch equipment at the same time. About that time Joe picked up the speed of his thrusts and masturbating me. Joe let out a loud cry and as he did I felt a hot burst at the head of his ever thrusting penis deep inside me. The excitement was so great, I could not contain my semen for a second longer. Joe pumped me as my little flow of semen spit out the head of my hot hard penis. He held himself inside me for the longest time while he gently squeezed out the last drop of semen from my hard, hot little shaft. He caught some of it between his fingers and wiped it on the blanket under me. Without pulling out, Joe spread my legs and laid forward upon me, resting much of his weight on his elbows. He pressed his moist lips to my checks and then to my tender ear lobes. He nibbled my ears long enough to cause my penis to come alive again. It pressed upward against Joe's upper pubic hair. I thought I could feel Joe's penis swelling within me again. The thought excited me from within. Joe ceased his nibbling, rose up and announced that we should do a shower together. I agreed and Joe slowly pulled his penis from my anal canal. The feeling was unexplainably stimulating. His shaft was nearly as erect as when he put it in. He rolled back and onto the floor while I managed to get myself in shape to get up. Joe prepared the shower as I laid there stretching out for a few minutes. Slowly I got up and went to the bath room to shower with Joe. Joe asked, "How do you feel?" I explained, "Great except for being a little sore from being in that position." "A hot shower will loosen you up." said Joe. He pulled back the shower curtain enough to let me in and he followed. He adjusted the water a bit to allow me to stand under it and soak down. Joe rubbed me with a wash cloth while the water ran down my body. When he got down to my crotch the stimulation showed ever so much. He reached up, shut off the water, bent down to my crotch and put his mouth completely over my whole penis shaft. It did not take long before I let got off another load of semen. Joe slurped it in and around his mouth as it was a delicate, delightful juice. He finished by running his tongue around the head of my wilting penis to extract any lingering juices from the tiny slit. When I became limp again, Joe, stood up, grabbed his erection in hand and pumped it until it shot white sperm juice from its dark red head. He turned on the shower water to rinse us off and stroked his shaft to squeeze out the remaining semen from it. I rinsed off first, got out of the shower, dried off and returned to the bed. Soon Joe joined me, removed the extra soiled blanket and put it aside in a laundry bin. He got dressed while I put on my underwear and talked until I fell asleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Some time later, Ralph came to the room and Joe let him in. They talked for only a few minutes before Joe said good-bye and left. Ralph readied himself for bed. Before he returned from the bath room I was fast asleep and did not remember anything until awoken in the morning. That morning Joe joined us for breakfast before he departed for work and we left for a ride to our next appointment. It was only across town to Bernie's clothing shop. Bernie had finally completed a new suit for me. Ralph thought it would be nice for special occasions. He needed to make a few adjustments before I could take the suit home with me, but said that he could have it done on our way back home from our little trip and made an appointment for us to meet at his home. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FEBRUARY 1952 AGE ELEVEN AFTER HOLIDAY TRIP A VISIT WITH GIL AND BOYS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.3 For the night, we returned to the hotel, had our evening meal, called and talked to Aunt Roberta and Uncle Frank. The next day, Ralph had an appointment with Gil, the black man who operated a small manufacturing business in a nearby city. After retiring to our room, Ralph telephoned Gil to let him know we would be at the appointment the next day. Ralph told me we would stay there again for the night, after he met with his client, Gil. The following morning, Ralph and I rose late, did our morning personal chores, went to a diner for breakfast and on for a short visit with his sister, Roberta. Uncle Frank was working that morning and Aunt Roberta was very pleased to see us. Her daughters were at school and Alvin, nearly five, was busy destroying the house. Ralph spent time with his sister and her family on a regular basis when he was in town on his every month or so trips. Sometimes if I was not with him, he would stay over night with them. We stayed and visited until it was time for our appointment with Gil. Gil expected Ralph to meet with him for the afternoon at his office and later for dinner with him and his boys. We met Gil at his business, an old factory building in a quiet part of town. Gil and Ralph discussed business in his small office, while I sat out in the waiting room with an elderly lady secretary. It was not long before, Gil came out with Ralph and said where we were to join him and his boys for dinner. Ralph and I returned to the hotel to rest and freshen up for the evening. When the time came, Ralph and I drove off to a large old country farm house not far from the hotel. We were greeted by Gil, Jr. and younger brother, Wil. Gil, Jr. was about sixteen and Wil about fourteen. Gil, Jr. was a tall, slender boy and Wil was a little shorter and beginning to thin out. Gil, Jr. had instructions to inform us that his dad would be along shortly. He needed to pick up one of their cousins before coming home. We waited only a short time longer for Gil to arrive home with his seventeen year old nephew, Len. Len was a very handsome boy with a muscle build. Dinner was served family style, with bowls and platters of food. The boys seemed to be well mannered and did most of the serving. We talked and had a good time during the meal. After dinner and clean up the three boys invited me to their family room to play games and talk, while Ralph and Gil visited in the living room. We enjoyed each others company for over an hour before we broke and joined the men in the living room. Wil was asked to direct me to his large bed room on the lower floor for the night while Ralph, Len and Gil went up stairs for the night. I undressed for bed as was normal for me, down to my underwear and used the bath room off the bed room before sliding into bed. Wil used the bath room and came to bed in his underwear. We talked and visited for a long time before Gil, Jr. returned nude from the bath room and got into another bed next to ours. I knew what to expect and entertained wonderful thoughts of another adventure with those boys. Wil got up and stood next to the edge of his brother's bed pulled down his undershorts and moved across the bed on his knees until he was over Gil, Jr.'s face. Wil held his penis in his hand and saying nothing, looked down at his older brother. Gil, Jr. responded by reaching out for the crotch above him and tenderly rubbed around the testicles. Wil's fourteen year old shaft must have been at least six inches long. The foreskin was naturally drawn back below the head as it hardened. The head was a dark red and the shaft was a shiny dark brown. His pubic bush covered his crotch and worked its way up toward his lower abdomen. Firm testicles pressed themselves firmly under his penis, loaded for action. Wil lowered himself so as to let his penis enter Gil, Jr.'s mouth., who willingly took the shaft into his mouth and sucked it vigorously. As he sucked I could see the dreamy expression on Wil's face. He moved his eyes around and closed them for a time. I laid there motionless watching the action until Len came into the room. I thought his entry might stop the action, but it continued on uninterrupted. Len sat down next to me and pulled himself close to me. As he moved over close to me he rubbed his hand up and down my crotch until he had my full attention. Before I knew it, Len was undressed and putting his hot body on mine. I laid there with him mostly on top of me for some time. I found the position uncomfortable and difficult to breath. Finally, he shifted himself to where I could enjoy the moment. He placed his rather large brown penis between my legs and humped up and down on top of me. Quickly, Len got up pumped his hot throbbing tool, rubbing it up and down my crotch and abdomen. He enjoyed running it under and around my testicles. I could feel the hot moistness coming from the head of that massive penis. At my young age, it was probably the largest penis I had ever seen, on such a young man. From the pubic hair to the tip of the wet slit in the head it must have measured nine inches. I was pleased he was not wanting it inside me. He pumped and pumped over me allowing me to see both him and the action on the other bed. Len looked as if he really had to work at getting to a climax. It became apparent that it may not had been his first one of the day. He had worked it very hard and the semen came to the head. He caught the fluid in his hand and took it with him to the bath room. I noticed that Wil kept up the motion as he was sucked until suddenly he stopped his action and pulled his penis out of his brother's mouth. He quickly moved back below Gil, Jr.'s crotch and tugged at the penis below him. Wil took each of Gil, Jr.'s legs and prompted their movement to his shoulders. That left Gil, Jr.'s butt hole available for use. Gil, Jr. spread his cheeks while his brother probed around with the head of his penis. Presently, Gil, Jr. gave out a slight moan and I could see that his anus muscles were being penetrated by a six inch shaft. The younger boy pushed further and further into his older brother until finally stopping with nearly all the shaft embedded into his anus canal. He slowly slid his shaft out to just before the bottom of the head. Gradually Wil pressed forward again until he sank deep into the butt cheeks. By then Gil, Jr.'s expressions were interesting to watch. Slowly the pace picked up until there was a steady humping in and out of the anal canal. About the time the motion picked up, Wil took hold of the older penis and pulled up and down on it with very slow strokes. Len returned at that point, sat down next to me, reached over to me and placed his hand upon my hot, sweaty crotch. Feeling my responsive erection, he asked, "Ya like him to suck you? I like to suck a white one." The thought shot blood racing to my hardening penis. I got up and positioned myself on the bed. Len pulled my crotch into his face licking my penis and testicles while I continued to view Wil pump in and out of his brother. After Len started a sucking routine on me, he laid back on the bed, rolled me over and drew me into his face. It was not long that I announced that I was about to let go of my juices. Momentarily, he sucked me harder and harder until I could not hold back any longer. Len slowed down his sucking so as to let himself catch all I had to offer. I let go of my young juices into his mouth and as I did he rubbed his tongue around and around my penis head, sucking out every drop of moisture available. He then spit me out and rubbed his large hands up and down my small white body. The sensation was very relaxing. After holding himself into the hot anus for a few glorious seconds, Wil pulled out, sat back and bend down to his brother's crotch and immediately sucked upon him until Gil, Jr. gave out an indication that he was relieved of his love juices. Wil bobbed his head up and down on a shaft nearly an inch longer than his own. When Wil had finished his slurping and sucking of Gil, Jr., he lifted up his head and winked at me. By then Len was laying down next to me nude, nearly asleep. Gil, Jr. got up from the bed and went to the bath room. While he was gone, Wil asked me to sleep with him for the night. I did not hesitate to accommodate him. Being near his age, I felt more comfortable with him. It was not long before Gil, Jr. returned from the bath room, and stood there silently questioning what I was doing in bed with his brother. Without verbalizing, he patted his cousin Len to move over into bed so he could lay down with him. Gil, Jr. waited a few minutes before he asked if we where done with the light. We indicated that we were and he reached out to the night stand to shut off the light. It was not long before we were all fast asleep, Len with Gil, Jr. and Wil with me. Some time before sun rise, I was awoken by the feel a hand on my lower body. To my pleasure, it was Wil fondling my body to get me excited. Quickly, he slid himself down the bed until his face was in line with my nude crotch. In the early morning darkness, he used his hungry lips to find my penis. Once he found it, he eagerly sucked it into his hot wet mouth. He sucked until he forced another load of juices from me. It really did not take as long as I thought it would. He finished by slowly releasing my penis from his mouth. The head popped out wet, smooth and soft. Slowly Wil moved up the bed until his head rested on the pillow next to me. He whispered to me, "That was nice. Did you like it?" I said, "A nice way to wake up." He embraced me and we went off to sleep until a knock on the door interrupted our restfulness. Immediately, I realized my nudeness and fumbled around to find my underwear. The other boys and I took our turn in the bath room before we went to the kitchen for a bit of breakfast. Soon after breakfast Ralph and I left. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SPRING 1952 AGE ELEVEN STAY OVER WITH DREW ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.4 Drew was a class mate that I spent time with at school. He and I worked on projects together starting in fifth grade. He was a little shy as I was and had recently moved there just before fifth grade. We came to get alone well together. After his family moved to the area, his father came to know Ralph for business reasons. There were times that Drew would come to our home when his father visited with Ralph. Drew and I would visit in my room until he had to leave. We read comic books or talked about school and class mates. A few times Ralph invited me to keep him company while he visited with Drew's parents on business at their home. Drew's older sister was nearly out of high school at that time and was old to us. She did not pay much attention to us boys when I visited them with Ralph. Later in the early spring of 1952, Mother and Ralph needed to visit some family member a distance away and would not return until late that evening. Mother called Drew's mother and Ginnie suggested us boys could visit for the night and they could have me stay over with them rather than me having to go. I remember, Drew's mother was a very neat lady and fun to be around. I liked hearing her stories and jokes and looked forward to the stay over with Drew. Drew's room was in a loft over the living room and separate from the other bed room area. The access was up open wooden stairs. We played up in his room before bed time, went down to have popcorn with his family and returned to bed early to read or talk. Later, Ginnie came up to say good night. She told us to be quiet and not to stay up all night. When she left, Drew had the bright idea to use the bed clothes to make a tent. He took his tall bed lamp and put it in the center of the bed and pulled the coverings over it. The problem was that the lamp got too hot at the top and could burn. We found a baseball bat and put it up in the middle of the lamp and solved the burning problem. The lamp produced so much heat we felt we needed to remove our undershirts. Soon Drew started to move things around in his crotch while he was reading his comic books. He may not of realized I was watching his activity. At one point I asked, "Do you have an itch?" He replied, "No. I feel hot and sticky. I usually remove my undershorts at night when it is hot." I felt it necessary to tell him, "I do the same at home, all the time. I find it much more comfortable at night. Do what you have to do." Shortly after that, Drew put down his comic book and said, "I am tired and think I will go to sleep now." I agreed and we put away the bed tent. After he turned off the light he removed his undershorts and got into bed. A few minutes later I bravely got up and removed my undershorts. I felt so much better, not being restricted by them. About an hour later, the stimulating feel of warm flesh next to my body woke me. I was old enough to experience erections and self ejaculation routinely. As I began to move away from him to lessen the stimulating feeling and go back to sleep, he rolled over toward me and put his arm across my midsection. There I laid with his chest and midsection pressed against my back. The stimulation started to take control of my body. I felt very warm passions boiling up within me. I began to tremble slightly at the thought and feel of his touch. I laid there as motionless as I could for which seemed a long time, before I slowly tried to move away from him. As I began to roll in the direction away from Drew, he held me tighter as to prevent my move. I relaxed a few seconds and tried again with the same response from him. I put up no resistance to him and laid back against him and waited for his next movement. It was not long before he pressed himself harder against my body. I felt the responses to him within me as my erection came up. I decided the only thing I could do was try to roll over in his direction and onto my back. When I went to move over onto my back, his arm slide down my midsection and over my crotch. I was sure he could feel my erection against his soft arm. A moment or so later he moved his arm back toward himself allowing his hand to fall upon my crotch and throbbing erection. I was not sure if he was awake and aware of his movements, so I waited before I moved my arm down to my side between our bodies. He was still pressing himself against me and could feel his erection in the side of my upper leg. Without saying anything I moved slightly to separate us enough to permit me room to drop my arm down between us. When I did he pressed his penis into my arm. I realized that he most likely was awake and wanted more attention. Moving my hand a little bit made him move even more toward me. I continued to move my hand and he began to fondle my crotch and erection. I felt my juices ready to ejaculate from me. I whispered, "I am ready to come." Drew quickly threw back the bed covers, reached for the light and turned it on. He looked me in the eye and said, "Okay, now. Let it go so I can see you." I pumped up and down a bit and let go of my load. Small squirts of mostly clear semen ejected up and out of me, landed on my abdomen and slid down my penis shaft. Drew admired it for a few seconds before he reached for his undershirt and wiped me off. Drew was not at the point in his development, that allowed him to eject semen. He asked me questions about how it felt and how long I had been able do that. I told him I started to have that response only a few months before and it felt very good. I put on my undershorts, he shut off the light and laid there nude for the rest of the night. Every once in a while he would fondle himself before we both fell asleep. Sometime later in the early morning, I felt him pressing against my back side. I bravely reached my hand around to his crotch and located his firm erection in the small of my back. Holding it tight for only a few seconds got me excited again. Without saying anything, I thought of sliding down in the bed to where my face would be in his crotch. I licked his crotch, causing him to squirm and moan. When I sucked his testicles into my mouth it really got his attention. His penis throbbed and jumped about and he whispered, "Take it all." I spit out his testicles and moved up to suck in his fat penis. At first, I felt some sweet moisture on the head, that indicated that he was beginning to produce semen. After sucking him for a few minutes, he humped up and down rapidly and suddenly dropped to the bed motionless. I pulled off him and asked, "Are you okay? Did you mind me doing that?" He indicated it was the very best experience he had ever had. He thanked me. I told him, "I tasted a little semen from you." That made him feel good knowing he was about ready to produce his flow. We rested next to each other until we fell back to sleep for the few hours before day light. When we woke, we got up, filed into the bath room to clean up for breakfast and the day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SPRING 1952 AGE ELEVEN DREW STAYS OVER WITH ME ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.4 Later that spring, when Drew was visiting me at home one afternoon, he asked if I would invite him to stay over so he could show me something special. He said his parents would not mind, since it was not a school night. I was not sure what he had in mind, but I asked Mother and Ralph before Drew called his parents for permission. There were no objections to me having Drew's company for the night. Drew was usually a quiet sort of boy who always appeared to be very calm and shy. That night it seemed he was very excited. He could not wait until we were alone in my room. After dinner he asked if he could be excused to get ready for bed and asked me to do the same. When we got to my room he asked, "Will anyone be coming upstairs to check on us later?" I told him, "Usually no one does when I had company, unless there is too much noise. He looked out the bed room door before he sat down on the bed to explain what was happening to him lately. It seemed that about a week before while he was experimenting with his erection, a small gush of clear substance came out from the end of his penis and he wanted to compare notes to see if it was the same as my resent experiences. He said he hoped he could show me. I told him that I needed to be in the mood before anything could happen like that and sometimes it could be days before anything would happen. He seemed a little disappointed with that information. So I told him there were things that other boys did to stimulate themselves. He wanted to know what he could do. I mentioned a few things I knew about. I told him that some boys looked at books which we did not have, told stories about things I did not know about or fondled themselves or others. From those things, I suggested that we both get undressed and get into bed, leaving the light on and see what happened. I told him I thought that whatever we did, it needed to come naturally. We could not force ourselves to get stimulated. I removed all of my clothing as Drew did the same. He looked at me and I looked at him. We decided we were not really in the mood and thought we could wait until another time. He put on his undershorts and laid down on the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed talking with him before dressing while I decided what I could do to help his desire. Still nude I laid there talking and listening to Drew. This must have gone on for over half an hour before I got the need to use the bath room. I put on my undershorts and started for the bath room when Drew thought he needed to go and asked if he could go with me. He and I decided on the way to the bath room that we could both urinate at the same time. We did that watching each other as the urine flowed into the toilet making a raining noise and trying to keep our streams together. That seemed to be a little stimulating to me. Before we left the bath room, Drew noticed that we had a shower in the tub. He was not used to a shower since his home had only a bath tub. He wondered if it would be fun to take a shower together. I told him I thought it would be fun for me and most likely stimulating. We went back to my room to get clean undershorts. While we were in there I heard the door at the foot of the stairs close and knew Ralph was coming up to see how we were doing. The timing was good for us although Ralph usually did not see what went on in my room. I quickly closed the door quietly before he got up the stairs but Ralph continued on to the bath room. I informed Drew that sometimes when the down stairs bath room was busy, Ralph would share the up stairs bath room with me. I told him that if he used the shower it would not be long. We talked about other things or looked at comics books while we waited. After about five minutes, Drew felt he needed to use the bath room in a hurry. I told him, "It will be unlocked because us guys need to use it together at times." He asked, "Are you sure it will not upset Ralph if he use the bath room?" I told him, "Ralph would rather have you use the bath room than have an accident." He and I opened the bed room door and looked in the direction of the bath room. The door was part way open, but not enough to see anything. The water was running, so we assumed Ralph was in the shower. To make sure I opened the bath room door a little to look in. The coast was clear. I motioned for Drew to go in and use the facility. I went back to the bed room but decided to stay in the hall to wait for Drew. The door was left open more than enough to see Ralph get out of the shower or allow Drew to get out without being noticed. I knew that if anyone was embarrassed with him in the bath room it would be Drew if Ralph got out of the shower. A few minutes later the water stopped running and I watched intently to see what was going to happen when Ralph stepped out of the shower. I could see though the door opening that Ralph got out of the shower without hesitation. He spoke something to Drew as he was sitting there relieving himself. I went back into my room leaving the door open to not appear to be spying. In a couple of minutes Ralph appeared as he went past the door. He looked in on me to see how I was enjoying my company and left for down stairs. As the door at the foot of the stairs closed I ventured to the bath room door. I quietly asked Drew, "You okay?" He invited me in. To my surprise he sat there holding his erect penis in his hand. He told me that seeing Ralph nude must have got him excited. He was not sure if he should be embarrassed about it or not. I confessed to him that I sometimes felt the same way and told him while it was up he could show me his semen if he could. He said that as soon as he finished cleaning himself he would be ready for a shower with me. I took the hint, turned on the shower water before lowering my undershorts and stepping into the shower tub. Seeing my friend Drew helped stimulate me. I stood in the warm shower tub as I waited the few minutes before Drew entered. When Drew entered the shower tub his hard penis was very noticeable. I was sure he could not miss my erection. We stood looking at each other for a few seconds before he spoke. "I think it would be hot if you touched me. What do you think?" he asked. I was not sure where we wanted to be touched at first, so I slowly reached over to his abdomen with the back of my hand. As I brushed down his lower chest and belly, he moved and shivered under my hand. I could feel a stirring feeling within myself as I shivered a bit. It felt so good to him, that he asked, "Could you wash me down in the shower water?" I jumped at the opportunity to continue touching his plump body. I told him, "It probably will be real hot for me." He said, "That will be even better." As we traded positions and he brushed my body I felt a special rush go through my body. He moved forward in front of me into the water spraying down on him. The water fell upon his body causing a bright sparkling glow on his flesh. I hesitantly asked, "Are you ready?" as I reached for the bar of soap and wash cloth. He said, "Go right ahead. Enjoy and thrilling me." I took my time enjoying the view while I rubbed the soap on the cloth. So not to be interrupted, I rubbed a lot of soap on the cloth, until it turned into foam and suds. Starting at Drew's neck and shoulders, I quickly worked my way down his back to the cheeks of his buttocks. When I reached his buttocks, he squirmed and moaned and when I wiped the cloth between his butt checks he jumped with delight. Drew spread his legs for me to wipe up between them. I spent time rubbing between his butt cheeks and gently soaping up his testicles. The feeling of me rubbing his crotch caused my young friend to sing with joyful sounds. It was not long before my friend was very stimulated. He turned around to face me with his hot, throbbing penis. He placed a hand upon it to stroke it and with the other hand he fondled his testicles. He pumped, humped and heaved his stout body back and forth as he breathed heavy making joyful noises. Quickly, he came to the point of ejaculation. He asked, "Are you ready to see it?" I told him I was. The excitement of watching Drew about to come forth with his load of semen, got me into the action. I grabbed my shaft and pumped as I watched Drew. Suddenly, he threw his head back and I knew he was about to produce his climax. I watched as he moaned and groaned loudly, pumping faster and faster. The expression on his face was enough to get me excited. Drew took in a deep breath as he let go of his precious fluid. The head of his penis was dark red from all the pressure and was relieved as it spit out a small amount of clear fluid. He looked at me and asked excitedly fatigued, "Did you see that?" I said I did . I told him, "I'm ready to show off my own". He watched as I brought myself to a pressure release. My testicles felt like they collapsed when they shot their semen up and out of my penis shaft. I nearly lost my balance when I gave up my love juices. For a few seconds I stood there getting my equilibrium. After a brief exchange of glances we rinsed off in the shower, dried off and went back to bed. We talked only briefly about the previous event before we fell asleep, very relaxed for the night. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SUMMER 1952 AGE ELEVEN SWIM WITH NEIGHBOR BOY PAUL AND HIS FRIEND SARAH ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~11.5 The summer of 1952 had some hot, steamy days. Our neighbor boy, Paul, and I were at the gravel bank to swim many times. One hot day Paul and I were playing around in the water, when Sarah, a thirteen year old girl quietly came over the little rise in the gravel and appeared on the shore. I did not know how she happened to find us. We were as usual, swimming in our birthday suits. When I saw her I panicked and yelled to Paul. He looked around and said calmly, "It's only Sarah." I learned Sarah was a friend of Paul and had invited herself there. Sarah was a somewhat pleasant thing to look at, but not then and there. She had a purpose and had no intention of going away. Paul gingerly walked out to the water with all his properties in plain view. He did not try to hide himself. He walked up to Sarah and hugged her with all his wet and nude body. Sarah asked, "Are you going to invite me in?" He said, "Why of course, Sarah." I double panicked. I did not know what to do or where to go. I stayed in the water to hide myself from her view. Sarah unbuttoned the rear of her dress and let it fall to the ground. She was left standing there in her underpants and no bra. Her breast were developing into nice little mounds of flesh with brownish pink nipples. She slid down her underpants and tossed them on top of her dress revealing a small mound of pubic hair between her legs. I could not imagine a girl swimming with us boys. I had less imagination that a girl would swim nude with us. Sarah dove into the water and swam long enough to cool off and heat up Paul. Sarah and Paul spoke briefly to each other, touched each other and got out of the water. She laid down on top of her dress and spread her legs. Paul motioned to me to come out of the water. I tried to pay no attention to him. He spoke loudly and demanded, "Come over here." I refused at first and he said, "We can both come after you." I did not want a girl to touch me, so I got out of the water and walked slowly over to Paul trying to keep him in the line of sight to block Sarah's view of me. I stood behind Paul and went for my clothes. He grabbed me, turned me around and said, "I have something for you to see." I quietly asked, "What is it?" He demanded, "Give me your hand." I gave him my hand unwillingly. He brought me down to Sarah's side and put my hand on her breast. He asked, "How does that feel?" I sheepishly said, "It feels soft." He moved my hand and put it on her pubic hair and rubbed it around. I was very embarrassed as I crouched there in the nude feeling the young woman. Paul thought it was so very funny he laughed out loud. Sarah stroked her breast and smiled up at me. She must have known I was embarrassed. She said it was time for her to leave. She got up, dressed and hugged Paul good-bye. By then, I was dressed and ready to leave. She came over to me, gave me a kiss and hug and said, "Thank you." I had no idea why she thanked me. To say the least, I was very upset with Paul. Paul told me on the way home that Sarah found out about our swimming there and threatened to surprise us someday. He said, "I never expected her to do it. She was excited about seeing you and having you touch her." I did not know if it was true or not. It did not make me feel much better. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Submitted by Chucketal, Keene, NH 03431 © Copyright 2001 . All rights reserved. [Thanks for reading thus far. 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