Usual disclaimer:  This story involves sexual subject matter.  If you
aren't old enough to read this, go home!

Copyright by me, 2000.  Please don't distribute in an altered form, or
with any charges for acquisition.



Introduction:

The (Sex) Story of My Life, by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) Jeff
Zephyr's Life So Far

Intro:  No sex, just a bit of rambling about what this is about, and
why.

A semi-true story.

Thinking back on my life brings back lots of memories, and the
occasional fantasy about "back then."  I'm not dead yet, and some of
you might find my tales interesting.  The 1970s and 80s weren't all
that long ago, but are ancient enough that many people don't really
know what went on then.

I don't remember all of the details perfectly, and some aren't as
interesting as my fantasies about the events.  I'd rather not tell a
boring sex story, so I won't promise that all of this is true.  Even
if I did, how could you know for sure?  Most of my story will be my
narrative, unless I get around to trying to write up a conversation
for the events.  I figured I'll start at the beginning and work my way
through my life, but the density of "events" gets pretty high, so I
might miss some.  If so, I'll put in little short stories to cover
these other events.  In any case, I'll try to tell my story in a way
that makes me excited to do it.

Jogging my memory about some of these things is a bit tricky.  Obvious
method #1 is sex, either solo, writing things down afterward, or with
my SO, talking over the events in our lives and trying to remember to
write them down.  Only problemis that getting a hot story going tends
to distract from actually writing the events down.

Next attempt, after starting this story, was a long outline, actually
a couple of lines about each sexual event I could remember. Just
covering enough of the details to help me remember, but not enough to
be distracting.  That didn't always work, but at least I got a better
plan put together.  Next part was trying to get it into order.  I
could remember what happened, but in exactly what order was harder. 
Might not matter, but I figure that if anyone ever tries to figure out
if this is real or not, consistency might help.  Does that matter?  Is
consistency, reality, or style (or hot sex) more important?  I just
want to have this story make sense to me when I get it done, just in
case there might come a time when I can't remember what my life was
like.

Fortunately, up to age 11 events happened slowly enough that it isn't
hard to get a story to tell.  All I need to do is remember (or perhaps
invent; telling which is fantasy and which is memory from that age is
hard) what happened, and write it down. Right?  Well, it's still not
so easy, and if I get something hot going, it is "hard" to keep
writing.  Then there are fantasies about things that never happened,
other story ideas.  I was going to do those first, but we decided that
this trip down memory lane was more interesting for us.

Starting young was an issue.  I know that some people just don't get
into sex for real until they become adults, or nearly so.  My first
story attempt was about when I came home from the military, and while
it was a hot event, I realized that I was putting so many backstory
elements and flashbacks into it to explain the characters that it
would be easier to start from the beginning.  Other than a few
liberties I've taken with events, it might make a nice case study of
the effects of exposure to sex on a boy at a young age.  I'd have to
wrap it up with the exposure to the 60's, free love, hippies, bikers,
and that whole scene, too.  I can't say which things led to what, and
neither can the psychologists I've talked to about it.  Nevertheless,
I can talk about what happened, and maybe some of you can make some
guesses, or at least have fun with it.  I plan on having fun.

When the topic of "first sexual experience" comes up with new friends,
and we get down to telling the truth, I tend to get shocked responses
with my "age 11, if you mean dick going into pussy."  Now, I know some
got their start even earlier, but most didn't.  But I was a romantic
kid, always liked girls.  I talked about getting married to my
girlfriend when I was seven or so.  I liked girls, and had a strong
interest in my body, and the bodies   unclothed, especially   of
others.  But most people I've talked with don't believe that it could
happen, or that there were really kids having any kind of sex at that
age.

On the other hand, I did have support from friends who had also had
sexual experience at young ages.  There seemed to be a divide between
those who had some kind of sexual experience while in their early
teens or before and those who waited until later.  Sure, most of them
probably masturbated at an early age, but actually getting it on with
a friend of the opposite sex?  A same- sex partner was more likely,
although guys especially didn't like to admit to it.  And except with
close friends, I didn't mention that part of my own sex play much
either.

Skipping all of the little details of my life that affected my sexual
development leaves out too much I'd like to talk about.  Writing it
down also means that I can have fun sharing it with my mate, and maybe
get her to write down some of her own experiences.  Even if it
doesn't, it seems like a fun way to repay the fun we've had reading
a.s.s (and a.s.s.m).  And even if you find non-sex talk boring, you
can always skip through the boring bits and just enjoy the "good
parts."

Important Disclaimer: The names have been changed to protect the
innocent, and possibly the guilty as well.  My memory is selective,
and some unpleasant things will be left out of the story if they
aren't fun to write about.  At the very least, I won't dwell on it.
Anything that you find disgusting in any way, I obviously made up, as
I am a decent person and wouldn't really do anything like that, so
don't bother writing to me about how horrible I am (or was).   Don't
complain about the unsafe sex either   it was fun, but that doesn't
mean I advocate doing it that way, it just happened to work out OK for
me. This story is written for fun, and I'd rather remember the good
parts than the bad. Also, this is a sex story, not an autobiography.
It has the kinds of things I tell my lover about the experiences in my
life in this area --not a complete story of everything.

The Jeff in this story isn't the same person as the one writing it. 
Time changes people.  I think of my youth as being like Cheech and
Chong's early movies; our lives now are more mellow.  I do try to
write each episode as much as I can from the viewpoint I had at that
age. That isn't all that easy to do, what with time affecting memory.
Memory and experience do limit the extent of my recollection,
somewhat.  On the other hand, I had read quite a bit by the time I
first had real sex, including college-level books, so I don't think
that my vocabulary and grammar are out of place with my recollections. 
In some ways, I was a very serious boy, interested in learning about
many things in life, including sex.

My attempts to reconstruct situations from my memories may not be
perfect, but I think that I describe my feelings and the events of my
life fairly accurately.  I don't feel like telling a story by just
laying out the events as a straight history, but would rather try to
delve into myself and my friends as characters in the story, real
people, and have a chance to view life from an age before I knew
everything I know now, and before I had learned about the bad times in
life.  In any case, I cannot remember every conversation and detail
with perfect accuracy, but I've tried to reconstruct scenes based a
little bit on my old memories, and a little bit on writing out what
feels like it fits.

Finally, these are stories for fun, to entertain readers.  Not to make
a political statement, not to unburden myself on others, not to
glorify my actions or make me a household word.  It may be that some
of those things might happen, but my first hope is that you'll find
the stories entertaining.  If they happen to make you think, that's
always a good thing.  The events in my life seemed ordinary to me,
whether happy or sad, and my ego isn't big enough to consider them as
having been exceptional.  It was fun, and I remember the good parts
very fondly.

If you like it, please let me know.  The beginning parts don't have a
lot of sex, which made it a little easier to write.  Covering the sex
and romance parts is harder; I kept adding details, once I got the
basic facts down.  I'd rather not send out an unfinished story.  But
I'd like a bit of feedback, maybe hints to make the story hotter,
without changing the events.



Copyright by Jeff Zephyr (jeffzeph@hotmail.com) 2000-2001.  Please
don't distribute in an altered form, or with any charges for
acquisition.

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tell me how I could write better, or just say hello, write to me at my
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