Sunday, June 26, 2005

Motel Hanky Panky...My First Hand Job


This post is about a bit of  sexual experimentation I did with my sister Karen when we were both in our early teens. I seriously thought about leaving this part out but like everything else in this blog, it actually happened so I decided to include it. It's not something that I'm proud of, not something that I'm sure that I would ever do again... it just happened! I've never written about this or talked with anyone about this before and I definitely feel more than a little uneasy, even guilty, about writing about it now. As you will see it was actually pretty innocent and lasted only a couple of nights, although if Karen and I hadn't been caught by our parents I suspect it could have gotten much more serious. Anyway here's what happened...

I was 14 in the summer of 1954 and Karen was almost 13. On a summer weekend our family drove from Napa down to the lovely seaside resort town of Santa Cruz for the weekend. Our parents stayed in one motel room and Karen and I stayed in another. They didn't have any rooms with twin beds left so Karen and I had to sleep in one big double bed. I was a little uncomfortable with this situation to say the least.  It was embarrassing enough just to have had Karen catch me jacking off a year earlier. Sharing a bed with my sister was not appealing in any way at this time, even in my super horny post pubescent life!
Santa Cruz was a neat place though, with the beautiful beach (and all those girls in swimsuits!) and boardwalk. We rode all the rides including my favorite, the old fashioned roller coaster, ate at a seafood restaurant out on the wharf and had lots of family fun together. Little did I know, the real fun (for me anyway!) was still to come that night though!

I don't want to dwell on what happened but basically we did some fooling around under the covers. We wrestled around, I copped a feel of Karen's budding titties (through her PJ top) and she in turn grabbed me between the legs and felt my boner. One thing led to another. She asked me what I was doing the night that she caught me jacking off in the bathroom and  I explained it to her and asked her if she wanted to see me do it again. She said yes so I turned on the nightstand light and gave her a little demo and got her to finish me off with her hand. That's all that happened that first night. I didn't even directly feel any of her underneath her PJ's.


The following night we went further and went to bed naked and we did some more touchy-feely stuff under the covers. This time I did feel her bare tits and she guided my hand between her legs and showed me how she pleasured herself. At the time I was so naive I didn't know girls even masturbated. I think I fingered her to orgasm but I'm really not sure.  Karen then gave me a complete hand job, jacked me off from beginning to end. Again it felt great! After that we feel asleep, both still in the nude.


The next morning our mom woke us up from a sound sleep by barging right into our room very early. We didn't even know she had an extra room key. She found us both in bed buck naked in bed and me with a morning boner. Needless to say the shit hit the fan big time! She immediately went back to their room and got dad and they were both furious. We told them nothing happened and we just slept in the nude because it was so hot in the room. It was cool and foggy outside, not bad temperature wise in the room either and they didn't buy our story. We got a stern lecture about no more fooling around and something called "incest", a word neither of us had every heard before.


Karen was definitely scared straight, even if I wasn't. After a few months I decided I'd try to interest her in a little more sex game play. I went into her bedroom, pulled down my jeans and shorts, exposed my hard cock and said "Hey Karen! Remember this?". I didn't think Karen would get upset because she'd seen my erection in the motel room and actually seemed to enjoy playing with it on two separate nights. Wrong assumption on my part! Karen was still scared straight and told me to put that nasty thing away or she was going to tell Mom. I put that nasty thing away and that was the last time Karen ever saw my cock, either flaccid or erect! It may have been just as well. If the sex play had continued we could have gone further and the worst could have happened. If Karen would have let me fuck her I definitely would have fucked her and with condoms not easy to get for teens in those days quite probably knocked up my sister! Not a good thing in those days of almost impossible to get abortions. Not a good thing in any era actually!

I saw Karen nude only one more time during our teenage years. It was at a couple of years later. I walked into the bathroom which she had forgotten to lock this time just as she was coming out of the shower. Wow! Her body had developed considerably since I'd seen it in the motel room. Firm, full breasts and a patch of red public hair and the cutest little butt. BOING! Instant hard on! Even though I'd been introduced to the wonderful world of fucking by an older woman by then I was jacking off to that lovely nude image of Karen for the next month. The masturbation fantasies involving Karen continued through my high school and Army years. By the time I got out of the Army Karen was married, I was getting laid regularly and my sexual desire for my sister finally subsided.

Today Karen is a grandmother living a long way away from me. We're still friendly but of course we never talk about that night in a motel. I still remember it vividly though and I suspect Karen does too. Looking back it seems pretty innocent. Others may disagree but I don't view our sexual experimentation as real incest. We simply carried the "You show me yours, I'll show you mine!" thing one step further. I doubt I was the only guy of my generation or any generation who fooled around with or even got his first hand job from his sister. That hand job was definely another sexual milestone for me and something I'll never forget!

Well now that I got THAT off my chest I'll tell you about my most important sexual milestone, my first piece of tail which came about not that long after the motel incident. No Karen was not involved you nasty person!


Thursday, June 23, 2005

Puberty Attack!



I believe I was 12 or maybe 13 when I started to notice the changes "down there". In the beginning just a little peach fuzz hair was growing above my weenie. My penis itself was starting to look different too. It was getting bigger and the color seemed to be changing from white to sort of a red. My balls and nutsack were also getting bigger. I wondered if all the jacking off had anything to do with the changes. No way was I going to stop performing that wonderful activity though, no matter how big my dick got! By then jacking off was the highlight of my existence! I was now jerking off several times a day and finding it a great stress reliever after school in particular. I couldn't wait to get home, go in my room, unzip my jeans, whip my dick out and jack it off! I was also getting a lot more boners, day and night, and fantasizing more and more about doing nasty things with girls. Mostly it was girls at school I was fantasizing about but  sometimes I even thought about fucking my sister Karen and I felt guilty about that.


I didn't have a lock on my bedroom door and looking back on it I was no doubt living dangerously. It's amazing that my mom or sister Karen didn't barge in on me at least once during those thousands of afternoon jack off sessions. Karen did finally catch me jacking off in the bathroom but more about that later in this post. In addition to my afternoon wank I'd usually jack off again in the bathroom right before my nightly shower and sometimes again before I went to sleep...and frequently again when I woke up with morning wood. Yeah I was a jackin' off fool back then...but probably not too much different from teenage boys of any generation. Some say I'm still a jackin' off fool...but that's a different story! LOL

One afternoon I was jacking off in a stall in the men's rest room of the Greyhound bus depot in Santa Rosa and at the climax a little bit of almost clear liquid oozed out for the first time. I knew immediately what it was. My first ejaculation! Up until then all of my climaxes had been dry. Each subsequent ejaculation produced more and more fluid which was now milk white in color rather than the initial clear liquid. I was soon shooting big gobs of jism just like Dwight, the older kid who had given me that jack off demonstration by the creek about a year earlier. I liked to watch the cum squirt out and it made the jacking off even more fun.


The amount of pubic hair steadily increased and my penis got even bigger. It seemed like just overnight that I went from having a little boy's "weenie" to a fully developed man sized COCK, although I suppose it all took place over several months.I still wondered if all of my compulsive jacking off had anything to do with making my cock bigger. The only other post puberty boner I'd seen was on Dwight, the guy who showed me how to jack off initially. His cock had looked big that day but mine now seemed to look even bigger as I looked at it while jacking off. In the shower room at school I could see that my flaccid penis was pretty much the same size as the rest of guys my age but it was those boners I was concerned with. Was my excess jacking off making my erect penis even bigger and would I be considered a freak or not be able to get my dick inside a girl if it got too big. I certainly didn't want THAT to happen!


As I was  eventually to find out, but probably not until I saw my first hardcore porn magazine with images of erect penises. my dick was completely normal and average in size and appearance, both in it's erect as well as flaccid state.  I was now jacking off two or three times a day and looking at all of the girls at school as well as everywhere else with lust, wondering what was under those blouses and skirts. I fantasized when I jacked off as to what it would be like to feel their tits and suck their nipples, to lick them between their legs and have them suck on my newly acquired big dick and finally to stick that big dick in their tight young pussies and fuck them until I pumped them full of cum. The possibility of an unwanted pregnancy of course never was an element  in those fantasies. Unlike real life where you should definitely use protection when it's needed bareback fucking is perfectly acceptable in your jack off fantasies!
Remember that this time period was still the early 1950's and there was very little of that forbidden female skin to be seen, even in printed form. Men's magazines showed only tits and ass and unless your dad subscribed (most didn't!) to those things you were lucky to get a look at them, except on newsstands, and that was only until until the proprietor told you to "put those damn things down"! Pornography? Unless you were really fortunate just forget it!  If you found a copy of a National Geographic magazine with a picture of a topless African or Tahitian maiden in it you thought that you had died and gone to heaven! Those National Geographic magazines made many a trip to the bathroom with us horny young dudes!


Another good source of jack off material were the amateur photography magazines like U.S. Camera and Popular Photography which at the time frequently featured topless and/or bare butt pictures of models. Pubic hair and genitalia were of course still prohibited in the camera magazines just as they were in other print media. Even the nudist magazines had both male and female crotches were airbrushed out! You tried to get to the latest issue of those photography magazines at the library before some other horny bastard, young or old, tore out the nude pictures before you did. One of those particularly alluring nudes stayed in my wallet for years...until my mom found that cum stained treasure and thew it away! Thanks a lot Mom!


Only at the beach or the swimming pool did you get to see anything at all of REAL LIVE flesh, and that wasn't much with those mostly one piece bathing suits of the era. Of course in those days even that glimpse of cleavage or thigh was enough to give me and my fellow boy horn dogs raging hard ons! Even in the swimming pool men's locker rooms while just anticipating the sight of young female flesh in the pool I was known to occasionally spring a boner! Out by the pool I had to stay in the water most of the time to avoid displaying a big bulge in my swimming trunks!





I must have shot gallons of semen out of my cock in my teenage years while jacking off to fantasies about all of those sweet young babes at school and in the neighborhood and at the beach and in the pool...and anywhere else I saw them! Just walking down the street in downtown Santa Rosa (and later Napa) I would mentally undress and fantasize fucking every post pubescent  babe I saw on the street. Come to think of it I'm SILL doing that but that's a different story! Sometimes I would get so horny I'd have to go into a department store rest room and jerk off to relieve my throbbing hard on that was the inevitable result of my nasty fantasies. Yeah that still happens occasionally but not nearly as often any more. I can usually make it home before I have to beat my meat nowadays! No doubt about it...us guys are never more horny than in our teenage years! Sometimes I wonder if I wasn't just a little hornier than the norm though! I mean I was one jacking off fool back then! Yeah I know...I'm still one jacking off fool!


It wasn't only at home or in public rest rooms that I was whacking off in either. If I was on my bike and started feeling horny I would simply just ride to a secluded place, whip my dick out and jerk it off right then and there. Same with when I was on foot. A place to find the privacy to jack off seemed to be always near by. Good thing I never got caught with all of that outdoor jerking I was doing in those days! I remember one time I came close to being seen. I was jacking off down by the Napa River and suddenly heard some female voices approaching on the trail. I barely got my throbbing dick stuffed back into my pants when a couple of middle aged women came strolling by. I'm not sure if they noticed the prominent bulge in my jeans or not. I did hear some hushed chatter and giggling as they went on their way.



Shortly after I turned 13, in the summer of 1953, we moved from Santa Rosa over to Napa California, about 40 miles away. It was a real bummer leaving my friends and the school I was used to but my dad got a better job in Napa so we moved. It didn't take long before we all adapted to life in Napa though. I made new friends, found new girls at school to fantasize about in class and jack off to at night. Napa was to be my home all through my high school years and up until the time I graduated and left home to joined the Army in the summer of 1958.



Not too long after we moved into our new home in Napa, the most embarrassing thing of my young life happened. My sister Karen, who was now 12 and just starting puberty herself caught me jacking off. I was sitting naked on the toilet one night enjoying my regular nightly jackoff session before my shower when the door opened and Karen started to barge right in. HOLY SHIT! I forgot to lock the fucking door! Karen shrieked at the sight of her stark naked big brother and what he was doing to that.... BIG THING between his legs! I jumped up to close the door on her but there was just no way to cover up my full erection. It was sticking out like a flagpole!
The only thing worse would have been for it to be squirting cum out which I had been pretty close to doing! I'll never forget that look of surprise and shock on Karen's face! I think she almost fainted! Remember this was before the internet or any kind of hardcore porno (at least that any of us had access to.) I'm sure that her brother's big stiff cock that she had previously seen only as a little "weenie" was indeed a major shock to her!


You have to understand that girls of Karen's generation usually saw their first mature hard on when their boyfriend (or even new husband!) pulled it out of their pants and more than likely asked for a service to be performed on it! Rarely did this kind of visual sex education come from their big brothers as it did for Karen that evening! On the other hand I'm certainly not the first teenage boy that got caught in the nude or with a boner or jacking off by sis! I'm sure that same thing is happening right now somewhere in the world. I'm also quite sure that most modern day girls wouldn't be all that surprised or shocked at such a sight! Thanks to pornography and the worldwide web you would have to lead a very sheltered life to not know well before puberty what a hard, hairy cock looks like and what boys and men do with it!



I finally got the door closed on Karen but not before she got a good look at my new king sized play thing. I was really embarrassed and afraid she would say something about it in front of mom and dad (she did like to tease me!) but thankfully that didn't happen. She sort of smirked at me for a couple of days but that was it. She never said a word about it! I suppose she told her girl friends and they giggled about it. I thought the incident was forgotten but a few months later we were having one of our many brother-sister arguments and at one point she looked down at my crotch and said "Mike, there is only one thing that's BIG about you!" I knew what she was talking on but didn't have a comeback. I do vividly remember that after hearing that comment I immediately went in my room and jacked off. That was the first time a girl told told me that I had big dick and even if the comment was from my sister and intended as an insult I got a turned on when I heard it!

Saturday, June 18, 2005

A Major Discovery...Jacking Off!


I'm continuing my remembrances of early sex experiences. I think I was 8 or 9 when I first heard the term "jacking off". A neighborhood friend named Evan and I were out in his back yard talking about nasty stuff like fucking girls one day and he said something like "There is some nasty thing you can do to yourself called 'jacking off' but I don't know how to do it!" He then pulled out his little erect pecker and gave it a few strokes and then put it away. It didn't make much sense to me at the time. I don't recall that "Being Born" book sex education book even mentioning masturbation and this being the prudish late 1940's that probably was indeed the case. Telling kids about playing with their privates was still very taboo!

A couple of years after Evan mentioned "jacking off" and I heard that term for first time, I was down by a creek with an older neighbor kid named Dwight. I believe he was in about the 9th grade and I was in the 7th, about 11 years old and for sure still in the little weiner pre-pubescent stage. Dwight had a reputation as a tough guy and was always getting into fights. He took out his dick to take a piss and I noticed his dong was quite a bit bigger than mine. He saw me looking at his dick and asked me if I had a "big one". I knew he was talking about my penis and I honestly answered no. He told me to show it to him it and since I was a little bit scared of him I did what he said, unzipped and pulled my little wiener out.


Dwight's own big cock was still hanging out and starting to get stiff. He asked me if mine ever got hard and I told him that sometimes it did. He asked me if I knew how to "jack off" and I honestly told him that I'd heard that term before but I didn't know what it meant. He said "Watch this!" and put his hand around his dick shaft and started to rub it up and down. His cock soon got even bigger and stiffer and was now sticking out like a flagpole. It was the first post-pubescent erection I'd ever seen and at the time it seemed fucking huge although in reality it was probably the usual 6 or 7 post puberty dong. Compared to my own little weenie it was definitely huge though and frankly a bit frightening.  He pulled his pants and shorts down and I could see a patch of black pubic hair and a big red nutsack. He told me to do what he was doing to his dick to mine. I tried but was so nervous that I couldn't even make my limp little pecker get hard. He was rubbing his own big dong furiously and in a couple of minutes said "Watch this". This is the stuff that makes babies when you fuck girls!"


Dwight yelled "Ahhhhhh!!!" and at the same time a big bunch of thick milk looking stuff squirted in spurts out of his dick. He told me to keep rubbing my own dick but there was just no way that I was going to even get that little sucker hard. I was still just too fucking shocked and nervous! He finally told me to try it later when I was alone and pulled his shorts up over his still hard and cum dripping erection. He told me to never tell anybody what he had just showed me or he was going to kick my ass. I promised I would never tell a soul...and up until now I kept that promise! Sorry Dwight dude! You're busted a half century later! Oh yeah I asked him if it hurt when the white stuff squirted out (I wondered about that "Ahhhhhhh!") and he laughed and said it felt better than anything you could do except fuck a girl or having her suck your dick. I asked him if he ever fucked a girl and he said yeah he fucked lots of them. At the time I thought that was bullshit but a couple of years later the rumor around school was that he had knocked up Angie Travalino and that caused her to drop out of school to have her baby. I'll always remember Dwight as the dude who showed me how to do what became one of my favorite activities throughout my life. Not that I wouldn't have discovered that great sport soon anyway (we all discover it one way or another!) but thanks anyway to Dwight for giving me a little bit of a pre-puberty head start!


I'm not sure why but that jack off demonstration was a rather traumatic experience for me and yet I couldn't get that picture of Dwight's big dick and what he did to it and the end result out of my head. I decided to try it on my own hairless little pecker as I sat on bed that very same night. I had no trouble becoming erect this time and as I rubbed my dick up and down like Dwight had done it felt better and better. It was a sensation unlike anything I had ever felt before. It started to feel sort of strange as my dick became suddenly more sensitive and I almost stopped rubbing but then I started to get that wonderful tingly, relaxing feeling all over my body...a little more rubbing and...WOW! Of course I was too young to have an ejaculation but that final part sure felt good! Better than anything I'd ever felt in my life in fact! That GREAT relaxing feeling all over my body! WOW! Suddenly it was all over. My penis felt real sensitive and I had to stop, but everything sort of came together that night. I knew this must be the feeling boys got when they fucked girls and this was the reason Dwight and the other older guys liked to "jack off" when they couldn't fuck! JACKING OFF! Absolutely the greatest discovery of my young life and I suspect the greatest discovery of any boy's life!


The next day I went into the bathroom, sat down on the toilet, pulled my pants down and started rubbing my dick again. Knowing what was going to happen at the end made the whole experience feel even better the second time! Jacking off instantly became an at least once daily and usually more than once ritual for me. The fist wank of the day was almost always as soon as I woke up in the morning, usually with some morning wood to inspire me to take things in hand. Then I would frequently jack off again in my bedroom right after I got home from school. That was sort of dangerous with no locks on my bedroom door but thankfully my mom or sister never barged in on me. In addition on most evenings I would go into the bathroom and sit on the toilet and jack off before or after my nightly shower or bath. I did get caught there once by my younger sister...but more about that embarrassing incident in an upcoming post on puberty. If I wasn't too tired or my pecker wasn't sore from the day's activities a final wank of the evening might even take place right before I drifted off to sleep.


It wasn't only at home I was jacking off either. I would often ride my bike to a secluded spot, lay in the grass or sit on a log in the woods or just stand by a bush and whip out my dick and jack myself off. Any place with a public rest room also provided the privacy needed to indulge in my favorite sport whenever the urge hit away from home. There was hardly a private toilet stall in the city of Santa Rosa (and later Napa) that I wasn't familiar with and didn't jack off in during those years. The department stores, the bus station and the local library were particular favorites as was the last row of the balcony of the downtown movie theater.  I was jacking off anywhere and everywhere! I also began to combine the jacking off with fantasies about fucking and being sucked off by all of the cute girls I saw at school...or any other place around town. I was a jacking off fool back then...and yeah I'll admit some people say I still am!


I shared my new discovery with my friend Evan, the guy that had first mentioned "jack off" to me but wasn't sure what it meant himself. I showed him that you had to keep rubbing it, not just give it a few strokes like he had done to get that really good feeling. Evan and I were soon jacking off together. His mom worked so we had the house to ourselves in the afternoon. We would watch TV and try to find a pretty girl or woman on the TV screen and jack off while we pretended we were fucking her. There weren't too many pretty women on TV in those days (no newsbabes!) so we usually ended up jacking off to Lucille Ball on a "I Love Lucy" re-run or one of the daughters on "Father Knows Best". We would argue while jerking off to that show as to who got to fuck the older daughter Betty who had tits if she was here. The loser would have to fuck titless little Kathy. At our age we would have banged either of them in real life or even Jane Wyatt who played their mother. We were at an age where we would have fucked anything that moved. Our hairless pre-pubescent peckers will still only giving us dry climaxes but we sure did enjoy our new found use for our peckers!


At the urinal at school and in the shower room at the local swimming pool I noticed that the guys just a year or so older than me had much bigger penises than mine. Their flaccid penises were as big as Dwight's and my dad's and hair around them too. I was envious and couldn't wait until I got one of those big, hairy cocks like they had. I wanted that white sperm stuff to come squirting out at the end of my jacking off experiences just like it did from Dwight's big dick when he gave me that jack off demonstration. Puberty was just around the corner and then things would REALLY get interesting! I'll write more about that very soon! Until then enjoy the weekend and thanks for reading this crap...if anybody is really out there!

Friday, June 17, 2005

Early Years Remembered

Just a reminder that this blog will be mostly about sex so if that subject offends you (and I do feel sorry for you if that's indeed the case!) please don't read any further! I'm going to begin by writing about my earliest recollections of things of a sexual nature.


I was born in 1940 in Santa Rosa California, which is about 50 miles north of San Francisco. My dad worked for the city and my mom was a stay at home housewife. I have one younger sister Karen who was born in 1941. I can't remember when I first became interested in sex but sometimes I think I was born with a hard on! Actually I've heard that is possible. Some of us come out ready for action!

I remember as a little boy I was very interested in my sister Karen's body as well as the the bodies of other little girls in the neighborhood. In particular I wondered why they had had that little crack between her legs and I had a weenie and nut sack. I suppose I asked my mom why that was but I don't actually remember doing that. Any time I could get a little girl to pull her panties down and show me her crack I would do just that. Of course I had no idea at the time how much pleasure what was inside that crack would bring me starting just after the time I reached puberty! The caption on the picture at left shows the little girl saying to the little boy "With this I'm going to control your life!" Ah truer words were never spoken!

I also remember asking my mom at an early age, probably 5 or 6, just out of my bath and completely naked, my little boner in hand and worst of all in the presence of my aunt, why my little weenie sometimes stuck straight out. Both my mom and aunt got really embarrassed and laughed hysterically. My mom finally said it's just something that happens. Of course when they started laughing I got as embarrassed as they did for asking that question even though it seemed so innocent at the time. That was most likely the last time I asked my mom anything regarding my sexual anatomy!

Another time my sister Karen asked me to show my penis to her girlfriend who didn't have a brother and apparently hadn't ever seen a "weenie". I did so on the condition that they both pull down their panties and let me see their cracks. I remember I sprung a boner and they both giggled at it. That probably was my first game of "You show me yours and I'll show you mine!" Yet another early memory is being in the second grade at school and finding a hole in my pants pocket where I could feel my penis and make it get stiff during class. I have a vague memory of actually pulling it out of my pants under my desk about that time too. It's a good thing the teacher didn't see that!

I guess I was gradually discovering that little thing between my legs was good for more than peeing. It was a toy I loved to play with even though I had no idea at the time how much pleasure it would really give me in the years to come. I wish I would have discovered what rubbing that little sucker up and down would do for me much more early on! Those wasted years before I discovered the wonderful sport of jacking off!



I can't remember when I first heard the word "fuck" but it was fairly early in my childhood years, maybe 6 or 7. I knew that word meant something nasty but had no idea what. I said it once at home and my dad washed my mouth out with soap, a common punishment for kids using profanity in those days. Not too long later an older neighborhood kid named Roger Davis told me that fucking was "the nastiest thing in the world"! He said it was when a boy or man "sticks his weenie in a girl's crack". For some reason I thought he was talking about the crack in her rear end, her buttocks. I wasn't even visualizing anal sex, rather I pictured it as sticking a penis between a girl's buttocks like a hot dog wiener in a bun! Talk about being unclear on the concept! It did sound mighty nasty though and I'm sure I immediately got a stiff little weenie. I wanted to try it as soon as I could talk some little girl into it!


In school I started started fantasizing doing my misconception of that nasty thing called fucking to the all the cute little girls in my class. I guess I was in the third or fourth grade by then. The cutest girl in the class was a red head sweetie pie named Lily Fischer and she was in most of my first sex fantasies. She lived right down the street from us and I had a crush on her even before I heard about that nasty fucking thing.  Oh my God I would have just loved to FUCK Lily,  more so after I got clued in on the right way to do it, MUCH more so after we both reached puberty. Lily was definitely a babe, a fantasy fuck for all of boys, all throughout our elementary and high school years. Funny but I haven't thought about Lily in many years. As I recall she was the only girl in my graduating class that dropped out of school because she got pregnant. I remember her boyfriend was an older guy, already out of school, who drove a ratted out black pickup truck. We all suspected that he was the guy who popped Lily's cherry and envied him for that. Some guys have all of the fucking luck! But I digress, let me get back to those earlier years!  My sister Karen's best friend Dana was another cute little neighbor girl I wanted to do that nasty fucking thing to.

One afternoon when my parents and Karen were out I  I invited Karen's friend Dana to come in for a glass of Kool Aid. I asked her if she knew what the word "fuck" meant. She said no so I told her it was lots of fun and that I would show her if she took off all of her clothes and promised not ever to tell Karen, her mom and dad or anybody else. Surprisingly Dana said okay and we both got naked. We laid on her bed and I got on top of her put my hard little pecker between her buns. It felt good but I had no idea what to do next! She giggled and said "Is that really what fuck means?" and I said yes that's what Roger Davis told me. She asked why people did something so silly and I told her it was just because it was so nasty. After a couple of minutes Dana told me to get that weenie out of her butt and get off of her.

A month or so later I mentioned to Roger that I had "fucked" Dana Fusco. He didn't believe me and when I described putting my weenie between her buns he laughed like crazy and called me an idiot. Roger then  straightened me out about which "crack" he was talking about and I admitted to him that okay I really didn't fuck Dana if that's what "fuck" meant. I told him he should have explained it better in the first place and told me which "crack" he was talking about. At the time I couldn't picture even  my little weenie fitting in THAT little crack which I had yet to explore! Roger never let me forget my misunderstanding and for a while I was the butt of many jokes among the older and definitely more knowledgeable about sex boys in the neighborhood. I went back and explained to Dana what "fucking" really meant and she told me there was no way she would EVER let a boy do anything so nasty to her!

I couldn't imagine how a weenie would fit in that other crack down there! One afternoon at Roger's house we got a chance to do a little exploration of that mysterious place! Roger's mom and dad were gone and he invited a neighbor girl about our age in to watch TV. Before I knew it he was asking her to pull down her panties and show us her "crack" as a condition before we let watch his TV. To my surprise she readily did what he asked! Kids can be so innocent until they get caught doing what they are not supposed to! Roger told the girl to sit down on the couch and spread her legs so we could see inside and she did that too.

 It looked strange in that mysterious place that I had seen the outside of many times on my sister but never the inside. It didn't look like a weenie, even a little weenie like mine would fit inside that place! I couldn't imagine how a big weenie, like I'd seen on older boys and men in the locker room at the city swimming pool, especially when that weenie got stiff, would fit in there! We did discover what looked like a tiny stiff penis at the top of the crack. It was of course her clitoris! We didn't know that name at the time and certainly didn't realize that she was obviously sexually aroused just like we were.

Remember that this was way back in the very innocent late 1940's! Kids had absolutely no access to porn. Few adults even had that access! Porn existed under the counter, as I was to find out later but it was still illegal and rarely concealed in family homes. My dad didn't even subscribe to any pin up magazines which didn't show anything but tits and ass anyway. No public hair, no genitals, absolutely no explicit sex in men's magazines of that era! Even nudist magazines were prohibited from showing full frontal nudity! Pubic areas were airbrushed to make it looking like there was nothing down there! It looked like your genitals just disappeared as you got older! Talk about keeping us sexually curious little bastards confused about anatomy! You got your sex education where you could find it...and that information was obviously  wrong much of the time! Those were the days...NOT!

The little girl at Roger's house was soon getting tired of our exploration of her privates and pulled our panties up. She did want to see our wieners though since she had no brothers. We told her we'd show her our dicks if she took the rest of her clothes off. We all got completely naked. Roger and I of course had boners by that time! Our new friend stared in amazement and then giggled at the sight of our stiff little peckers. I think she even took a feel of Roger's dick at his request. We asked her if she knew what "fucking" meant. She said no and we told her. Roger (always the nasty little bugger!) asked her if she wanted to try it.  She said no and that she was now ready to watch TV so we all put our clothes back on. "Show and tell!" was over for that afternoon.

Looking back it's a good thing we didn't go any further! Roger and I didn't really understand what fucking really involved. We'd never had climaxes and didn't know that thrusting was involved, only that we were supposed to somehow stick our dicks in that crack down there. If we had done that and the girl had got hurt or told her parents, the shit would probably have hit the fan! Roger tried to get the girl to come back into his house when his parents were gone a couple of times later. She wisely told him no. I can't recall that girl's name at all but have a vivid remember of her giving us a graphic anatomy lesson to remember that afternoon.


I already knew that babies grew inside of a woman (my mom confirmed that to me) but I couldn't believe it when my sex obsessed buddy Roger Davis told me he just find out that you had to "fuck" a woman to make her have a baby. He said some stuff squirted out of the penis after you fucked her and that stuff fertilized the egg inside the woman. I asked him where the baby came out of and he told me the same place where you fucked her. Holy Shit! And I had thought a weenie wouldn't even fit in there, let alone a baby come out! I really thought Roger was bullshitting me, trying to make me the butt of another joke. I just couldn't believe it, couldn't imagine my mom and dad doing that nasty fucking thing! I asked my mom if women just naturally had babies without doing anything and how come only married women had babies (I was pretty naive there huh?) Mom said I was too young to really understand that stuff and that my dad would talk to me later.

Later on I got my mom's permission to check out an ancient but legendary among us curious kids book called "Being Born" (with a picture of some kids riding a horse on the cover!) from the Santa Rosa library. I took it to school where it was a big hit with my male classmates...until an uptight female teacher caught us all huddled around it and took it away for the rest of the day. She did give it back then and told me to take it home and leave it there. As I recall there were no actual photos in the book but I believe there were full frontal drawings of a completely nude man and woman. I'd seen my dad naked so the hairy penis was no surprise but I'd never seen my mom or any other post pubescent female naked and I was so naive that I didn't even know that women had hair covering the public area! I pictured women with just the bare crack down there like little girls had, maybe a little bigger. Hey women didn't have hair on their chests! How was I to know there was hair DOWN THERE? This naivety must seem terribly strange to people born since full frontal nudity in men's magazines, pornography and the internet in particular gave  young people a much more vivid and accurate depiction of male and female anatomy and explicit sexuality at a very early age.


Sadly there were no explicit drawings of fucking or any other sexual activity in "Being Born" but the text made it clear that the man had to put his "penis" in the woman's "vagina" to engage in something called "sexual intercourse"...all new words to me but I figured that last one was the polite term for "fucking"! It also said that the man had to have an "erection" to have intercourse. I understood what that was. In fact I'm sure I had one of those "erection" thingies as we looked at that book. The book also made clear that "sexual intercourse" was necessary to produce a baby so Roger Davis wasn't bullshitting me after all. I still couldn't imagine mom and dad ever doing anything like that, strange because I myself wanted to do it in the worst way! That "Being Born" book was my first and only official pre-puberty sex education, probably the only official sex education of generations of kids in our town. There was still much to learn!


Other juicy tidbits began to flow in from various sources. I heard dirty stories about girls sucking guys' weenies and this sounded even more nasty (and fun!) than fucking to me! Then I heard there were women called "whores" who would let you fuck them or would suck your weenie for money. You could also buy "rubbers' that you could put on your penis so you could fuck a woman all you wanted without planting a baby inside her. We found a used rubber in the park one day. Sometime later a neighborhood kid found some sealed ones hidden in his mom and dad's bedroom chest of drawers. Since I was the oldest one in our group and had the biggest dick I got elected to try the condom on. It was still WAY to big for my hard but still small prepubescent weenie!  Sex was definitely starting to sound like fun now! I couldn't wait until I got old enough to start fucking the girls with or without a rubber and having my weenie sucked!

Next time I'll talk about the greatest discovery of my young life, probably the greatest discovery of any young lad's life. That is of course discovering the wonderful sport of jacking off! Over fifty years later I vividly remember that day like it was only yesterday! Needless to say I'm still practicing what I learned on that historic day! Hey thanks for reading this crap, goodbye for now!