These stories are presented as fiction.  They include tales of sexual activity between underage individuals and adults.  
If reading such material in your area is illegal or if you are underage, then you must stop reading now.  




If only I could get paid for jerking off I'd be rich.  Well, I'm not even sure where to apply for that job but wouldn't 
it be a great way to earn a living?  Hell, I masturbate at least 3 or 4 times a day, sometimes more - probably just 
like you do, eh?  And almost all my fantasies aren't fantasies.  They are memories.  You see, I've had more opportunities 
than most guys have ever dreamed of having.  Let me tell you a little about it.  Sounds stupid but its true.



At 9 years old I did my first magic show.  By 13 I was being paid decent money doing birthday parties and bar mitzvahs.  
By the time I was old enough to leave home I was working at the Magic Kingdom in Anaheim and later full time in Orlando.  
OK, doesn't sound like a haven for sex but, let me tell you, I was constantly surrounded by your kids on vacations with 
parents who also wanted to have a little fun.  Hiring me to entertain their brats opened doors - and legs - to me.   Over 
the next few chapters I'll share a few of them with you.  Oh, I guess I have to say that this is all fiction just to keep 
it legal.  Maybe it is... or maybe it isn't.  You decide.



Sarah at 10


I'd been doing silly little magic shows at a little stage my older brother and I built in our back yard in Sommerville, 
a suburb of Boston, for a few weeks.  We were charging 25? to get in when Sarah said she didn't have any money but could 
she come anyway.  She was really cute, a bit taller than me, she was skinny as I was and had that little sunshine smell 
about her that you probably like, too.  To me, she was an older woman.  I think I had my first erection looking at her.  
I said, `Sure.  But you gotta have a drink with me after the show.'  The drink, obviously, was lemonade, but she said OK.



I did a great show that afternoon.  It probably lasted a half an hour and I used all my good tricks, the ones I'd bought 
at the Jack and Jill Fun Shop on Boylston Street in Boston.   My specialty was the linking rings which I practiced for hours 
at a time.  I called Sarah up to the rickety little stage to assist me.  Standing there being made a fool of in her cheap 
cotton print dress that exposed her bony little knees and white socks in her Mary Jane's, she made me feel superior to her.  



The next week Sarah invited me to her house after school.   Her parents worked, so she was home alone.  I dropped my books 
on the floor beside hers and we looked at each other.  I knew what I wanted to do but didn't know how to start.  `You want 
to see my room?'  `Sure'  


It was a tiny room, all pink and girlie, a single bed with a pink coverlet, piled high with stuffed animals and pink pillows.  
A little girl's room.  `I gotta change outa my school clothes.  You wanna help?'  I'd never helped a girl undress before so 
I didn't know what to do.  `Can you make my clothes disappear?'  Shit, she thought I was magic!  I nodded, and made some stupid 
motions with my hands, waving them around.  She stepped into my arms and kissed me.  Full on the mouth kiss.  My very first.  
I yanked down her blue uniform skirt and let it drop to the floor.  I had no idea that catholic girls wore shorts under their 
skirts but I yanked those down as well, letting them fall to her ankles.  Sarah was ripping open her white cotton blouse, her 
white camisole covering her training bra under which lay the tiny buds of developing  breasts.  In seconds the girls stood 
naked before me, our lips still locked together, my hands running over her from her shoulders to her warm, hairless virgin pussy.  


`Please, please, touch me, please' she begged.  `I ain't never felt like this before.  Touch me, touch me all over.  Touch my 
pussy.'  I was as much a virgin as Sarah.  I honestly had no idea what to do.  She was naked and hot.  I was fully clothed and 
just a tiny bit scared.  What does a 10 year old kid do when an older woman wants sex with him?   Me? I peed my pants.  Shit, 
Shit, Shit!!!  Stood right there in front of girl who would have let me do anything to her and freaking peed in my pants like 
a scared rabbit.  



I laid low for a month since the Sarah incident.  I'd seen her a couple times a week at school, and had carefully avoided eye 
contact.  She must have told her friends what had happened - or at least part of it - because before I knew it I'd gotten a 
nickname of Magic Pee Boy.  That lasted a couple months before it got old and kids forgot about it.   My next encounter went a 
little better.  At least I didn't need a diaper.   And it was Sarah again.



`Hi, PB' the nickname had got shorter.  Sarah had come up behind me as I walked toward home.  I turned to see who it was and 
stopped short in my tracks.  I flushed red and didn't know what to say.  `I'm sorry for what happened' she said, looking down 
at her shoes.  `You scared me is all' I mumbled as my excuse.   `I ain't never been with a girl before.'  `I know that now' she 
admitted.  `I thought you was experienced.  I ain't never been with a boy before neither.  I liked you.  I thought you liked me, 
too.'



OK, here I was.  The girl who had humiliated me was apologizing. I had seen her naked, I had touched her pussy.  I knew she would 
let me do it again.  I wanted to touch her again.  I wanted to see her naked again.  What would I do?  Pee in my pants?  No.  `So 
you wanna try again?' I asked.  She nodded.  `Ain't nobody at my house.  You can come over if you want.  I promise not to scare 
you again.'  She was still admiring the shape, color, and size of her Mary Jane's.   Hand in hand, we walked the few blocks to her 
house and went inside.



One there we went straight to her bedroom.  Sarah unbuttoned her white school uniform blouse and squirmed out of it.  `Kin I see 
you naked this time?'  I followed suit and clumsily began unbuttoning mine.  For a few moments we matched each other in removal of 
school clothes.  I wished I had not put on yesterday's socks this morning, fearing that my feet would stink.  We smelled of school 
lunchrooms, recess sweat, and chalk dust.  Once naked, we looked at each other, neither knowing what to do next.



"Kin we lay on your bed?'  `Yeah'.  We began shoving stuffed teddy bears and elephants to the floor.   Sarah climbed up first then 
I followed.  `Should we kiss first?'  `I guess.  You kin touch me like you did before if you want.  I don't mind.'  We lay there 
barely moving, me 9, Sarah 10, us naked on her single bed with pink animals watching us from the wallpaper.  Our closed lips met in 
a dry kiss.  It wasn't until her cool little hand touched my small but quite hard dick that I began to feel pleasure.  No one had 
ever touched it before other than my mom when I was little.  Sarah's touch was much different.  She wasn't washing it, she was feeling 
it.  She felt my little tight ball sack, she touched my stomach, my chest, but mostly she touched my dick.  



`I seen pictures of people doin it before.  You wanna try doin it?' she asked.  I thought I had an idea what `doin it' meant but I 
wasn't sure.   `Yeah, OK.' I answered but had to leave it at that.  Sarah lifted up from beside me and moved her head down to my belly.  
Her fingers played with my dick.  I had no idea what was about to occur.  She moved her face toward my crotch.  The feeling of her 
mouth on my dick, her tongue licking it was more than I have words to describe.  She clamped down on it, my entire dick in her mouth. 
 Warm, wet, caressing, fulfilling, satisfying while enticing.  My first blow job, the first girl to suck my dick.  I had never orgasmed 
before in my life and I didn't produce any cum then, but it took her less than ten seconds to make me feel the most wonderful feeling 
in my life.   `Unh, unh, unh.  Oh god, oh god, Unh, Unh.'  My body shook, my legs tingled, my eyes rolled back in my head.  



`You OK? Did I do it right?' Sarah asked, slightly fearful that something had gone wrong.  I was sweating, slightly confused.  I lay 
there panting.  `What did you do?'  `I suck you off, I think.'  `Wow.  I ain't never felt anything like that before.'  `Was it good?  
Did I do it right?'  `I guess.  I don't know.  Nobody ever did that to me before... but it sure felt good.'  `Kin I do it again?'  `I 
guess.  If you want to.'  She didn't say anything else and went back to sucking me.  But it didn't feel the same.  In fact it was a 
little bit annoying.  `No.  I guess I ain't ready for you to do it again.  It don't feel the same.'  `Then kin you do that to me?'  
My instant reaction made me feel nauseous.  Putting her pussy in my mouth?  Eeewwwww.  Gross.  



She moved from between my legs onto her back, spreading her pencil thin legs apart, giving me the first real look at her pussy.    
It was slightly oval shaped, rising slightly higher than her lower stomach, a mound, as it is called.  At 10, she had never grown 
any hair so it was baby smooth.  Her tiny clit had yet to bulge forward.  The slit ran straight up and down, encasing her inner lips 
about which I knew nothing.  It didn't look gross, in fact I thought it pretty.  Knowing what was expected of me, I bent forward, 
within inches of her virginal slit.  It smelled of urine.  I couldn't do it.  I simply didn't want to put my mouth on the place where 
she peed.   I hadn't expected her hands to grasp the back of my head.  She shoved and my lips touched her.  She shoved hard and forced 
my face into her.  She ground her little slit up and down, rubbing her clit against my teeth.  The smell was gone, the autonomic 
nerves took control and my little dick was revived.  I was eating virgin pussy.  She brought her legs up, her knobby knees touching her 
shoulders, legs wide apart.  My tongue found the tight opening of her vagina and entered her.  Sarah bucked against my mouth, shoving 
her tiny clit against me.  UNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHH.  OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.  I didn't recognize the song she was playing in her 
mind but the sounds excited me even more.   The child was climaxing against my mouth.  It seemed to last forever, her hands clasped 
tightly against the back of my head, clamped there to keep me from leaving her at this critical moment.  My lips sealed over her cunt.  
I tasted her young sweet juices as she came.  She released my head and fell limply to the bed.  



My dick was hard as a rock.  Instinct took control.  I didn't know how to do what I was doing but I moved on top of her and grasped her 
legs, pulling them back up, hooking her ankles on my shoulders.  My little cock entered her with no trouble.  She was wet and slick and 
warm, hot, willing.  She let me in and wrapped her arms around my neck and humped back against me.  She wrapped her thin legs around me 
and hooked her ankles together.  I thrust into her, gave her every inch I had to give, our skinny pelvic bones bashed together hurting 
both of us, adding to the pleasure.  `Fuck me.  Fuck me' she repeated over and over as I thrust.  I had heard the words before but until 
now had no idea of their meaning.  It felt like her mouth only tighter.  My dick had never been as big as it was now, never been so 
thrilled with feeling.  We pumped like we had no time and had to do it all right now.  A piston pounding piles in the ground.  No 
technique, no thought other than pounding, shoving, rooting into her, grinding our bones together.  Her scream pushed me over the edge.  
My moans caught me by surprise and we sang an orgasmic tune together.



Afterwards we lay naked together, sweaty and sticky, our skins clinging to the other uncomfortably.  Neither of us knew what to say, each 
of us wondering what had really happened.  `You fucked me, didn't you?'  `I guess.  Yeah, I guess so.'  `Did you like it?'  `Yeah.  It 
really felt good.  Did you like it?'  She thought about it for a moment.  `It sure felt good.'  She thought some more.  `I ain't never 
done that before.  Are you my boyfriend now?'  I thought about it.  `Yeah.  I guess so.  Do you want me to be?'  `I don't know.  Seems 
right.'  `Yeah.'



End of Ch 1.  If Ch 2 is not yet published, check back later for more.


