Message-ID: <14639eli$9808222256@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: IM_sub@hotmail.com (I.M. Strange) Subject: RP:My Sex Life#1; (True,mm, pedo,forced,incest) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: I am a happily married, ordinary, middle aged guy. I have an ordinary middle aged life with the house; the children; the cat; the community;etc. I also have had an interesting sex life. Nobody knows everything Iıve done. There is a part of me that wants to be known. The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to exhibitionism and let all us voyeurs watch as I replay My Sex Life. All of the stories written here are true. Itıs been spiced up where necessary to hold the interest of the reader, but the events as portrayed actually happened. *If you would like to comment on; reply to; or...whatever(in Central Minnesota or nearby Wisconsin), - E-mail me at: IM_sub@hotmail.com. I am interested in feedback. In 1965, I was 11 years old. My knowledge of sex was virtually nil. It was not something I thought much about, except..... As an 11 year old, I was a chubby kid. Roughly 5 1/2 feet tall, weighing about 150 pounds. I was a late bloomer, so my body was hairless and my genitalia were undeveloped until well into my teens. I had red hair, usually cut in the brush cut style of the times, I wore glasses, had lots of freckles and a ready smile. We used to camp out in our rather large backyard. I would camp alone or with friends or with my brother and his friends. These were normal enough activities except that in the summer of Œ65, I was camping by myself one night. It was a hot, humid summer night and I was lying on top of my sleeping bag, naked, inside the tent. Our next door neighbors had built a swimming pool a few years before and my sweaty, wet, pre-pubescent little body was longing for that water. So, as kids have done from time immemorial, I snuck my nude little bod out of the tent, slipped across our yards, climbed over the fence and went skinny dipping. It was a great feeling of exhilaration. The water was fantastic on that hot night and the fact that I was getting away with doing something indecent or naughty was exciting. After getting out of the pool, I spent another half hour or so creeping as close as I could get to my neighborsı house. Then I just lay there, stark naked, my heart rapidly beating at the implied danger of being found out. The next time that summer that I camped out with my best friend, Eddie, it was another hot night. We were still up, still sweating, at midnight. I told Eddie, ³Nobodyıs awake anywhere, letıs go swimming next door.² He looked unsure, but I quickly shucked my underwear and stepped outside the tent. We had never shown each other our naked bodies before and that, along with the danger of getting caught, really had my heart racing. ³Cımon,² I said. ³Itıs OK, Iıve done this before.² ³Wow,² said Eddie from inside the tent. ³OK.² Then he stepped out naked too. It was my turn to stop and say ³Wow.² Although Eddie was also only eleven, his skinny body was already well into puberty. His skin was soft and smooth, but there were tiny wisps of curls between his two pink, boyish nipples. He was thinner than I was and his flat stomach sported an innie belly button. Below that his cock looked huge compared to mine. It was nestled in black, curly pubic hairs than ran down over his large balls. I was awe struck that he should have a manıs penis and balls on his little boy body. I looked down at myself to see if there was something wrong with me. But no, I was the same, it was Eddie that was odd. ³How come youıre so big,² I asked in all innocence. ³I dunno,² he said, ³I just am.² As I continued to stare, he got embarrassed and ran off to jump in the pool. I followed to tell him ³for Godıs sake be quiet,² and didnıt think much more about it as the joy and danger of skinny dipping again with a buddy overcame me. After our swim, I suggested that we run around naked and go skinny dipping in as many neighborhood pools as we could. After a momentıs hesitation, Eddie decided he was game and we took off. Eddie ran to the street and put his back against a tree to shield him form the street and the streetlights. I ran right up to him and pressed my naked body against his. As he started giggling, I put my hand over his mouth and said ³Shhh!² and I pressed even tighter as a car drove by, briefly lighting up my backside with its headlights. We froze there for a moment and I felt both of our pricks stiffen. Then I laughed and ran across the street and crouched behind some bushes. Eddie ran across too, right into me and knocked me forward so that he was stretched out on top of me with his big, hard dick in the crack of my ass. ³Asshole.² I said and I threw him off and ran to the next set of bushes. For the next hour or so, we snuck around like maniac secret agents, giggling, bumping into each other as we crept or leapt from bush to bush or ran past the streetlights. We would keep on rubbing up against each other, even when we were sneaking into the neighborhood pools. Then, with our wet bodies, the excitement of slithering our stiff dicks around on each otherıs naked body was incredible. Every time we paused, we would press against each other, not really knowing what we were doing, but knowing that it felt great. Our rods stayed stiff all the way around the neighborhood, until we finally got back to the tent. We dove in and zipped up the mosquito netting and hugged each other on our sleeping bags - just for the sheer joy of it all. As hard as we were and as good as it felt, we went to sleep just gently rubbing up against each other because - we knew nothing about sex. We just knew we had a good time. That may have been the finest sexual experience in my life. It was a wonderful night. After that night, Eddie never wanted to run around naked again, but I started going as often as I could - sometimes skinny dipping, once or twice with another friend, or sometimes Iıd just run around bare ass naked for the sheer dangerous thrill of it. I remember once, when my parents werenıt home, taking a shower with soap in our backyard while it was pouring rain. But as I noted above, I was totally ignorant, as in almost willfully stupid, about sex. The thrill in life for me was doing ³dangerous² things and not getting caught. When I was 12, sometime before the winter of Œ66, I was over at my next door neighborıs, house. Park and I were watching TV in his basement, sitting on a couch with a blanket over us to keep us warm. He was a year older than I was, with about the same build and chubbiness and brush cut hair. As kids do, we started wrestling around a little bit under the blanket and then things escalated and we started grabbing each otherıs crotches. He grabbed me first. I grabbed his hands and tried to pull him off my hardening little penis. When I finally pulled him off me, I grabbed his crotch, trying to hold onto his dick through his pants. Then he tried to get my hands away. As soon as he overpowered me, he grabbed me again, I pried him off, I grabbed him and we continued to wrestle under the blanket. We were both sporting hard boners by this time and getting very excited when Park managed to trap both by arms and yank my pants and underwear down all at once. Then he quickly grabbed my stiff prick tightly and wouldnıt let go. Figuring that I might hurt myself if I tried to get him off now, I opted instead to undo his belt and pants and take them off. It was all just a big game and he offered little resistance. Then we both kicked our pants and underwear off our legs. The game then turned somewhat gentler as we started fondling each otherıs cock and balls under the blanket. Then, without the wrestling part it stopped being a game to me. These queer sensations that I was feeling in my prick were a really odd and I could see Parkıs eyes glistening in excitement. I began to become afraid - these sexual sensations were so strange to me that it was as if a new thing were going on that had never happened before in the universe. I felt like if we got caught, something bad would happen. Park and I both seemed a little embarrassed - we werenıt wrestling anymore, we were just holding onto each otherıs cocks and balls. Well, I got flustered and I sort of just got up, put my pants back on and left. This episode played itself over many times in my mind until several weeks later when Park was playing over at my house, in my basement. We were playing a board game this time and he made a bet with me. ³Whoever loses has to do whatever the other guy wants,² he said. ³Like what?² I replied. ³I donıt want to spend any money.² ³Nah,² he assured me. ³Like a blow job.² ³Whatıs a blow job?² I asked. ³Youıll see,² he said. ³Deal?² What the heck. I didnıt figure on losing and besides, even if I did, I didnıt know what a blow job was, so how could I do one? ³Deal.² I said. Well, we played the game and I did lose. ³Okay,² Park said. ³Loser pays up.² ³What? How can I do something that I donıt know what it is?² ³Remember when we were playing around a few weeks ago,² he questioned me slyly? His hand moved down to his crotch and he rubbed himself. I could see the bulge in his pants begin to grow. At this point, I still knew absolutely nothing about sex. Oh, I had heard a rumor that a man put his pee pee into a woman and thatıs where babies came from, but the mechanics and realities were totally bewildering to me. But, I could feel that weird sensation again in my stomach as I watched Park rub himself. ³Watch,² he said and proceeded to take off his pants and underwear. His youthful dick was already swollen and now that we werenıt under the blanket, I could see that he was still hairless, like me and his hard dick was less than 5 inches long However, unlike mine, his prick had a foreskin, now stretched with his piss hole exposed and sticking out . ³This is called a boner,² he said. ³Go ahead and touch it.² I shook my head ³no,² as he stroked it. "Cımon, you were touching it before. Go ahead, just touch it, you'll like it," he told me and when I didn't respond again, he grabbed my hand and pulled it to his hard cock. In spite of the grabby game of a few weeks ago, this was a brand new sensation. His stiff member jerked in my hand as I felt him. ³Whatıs that thing around the top of your..... pee-pee,² I asked, feeling embarrassed at my baby words, but not ready to say ³cock² or ³prick.² ³Thatıs part of my dick, stupid. Everybodyıs is shaped like that.² ³Not mine,² I said, still feeling very strange. ³Letıs see,² said Park and he came to me and started undoing my belt. I was both excited and curious by this time, so I helped him take off my pants, then I suddenly became shy again, standing there in my underwear, my hard little dick sticking out, with Park looking on, his cock pulsing at me. I felt queasy. ³Cımon,² said Park, ³Pull them down.² I felt I had no choice. I lowered my underwear and that queer sensation was traveling once more from my stomach to my hairless, jutting penis. Park looked at my circumcised prick and said, ³Wow, something happened to you. Iıve seen my botherıs and my fatherıs cocks and they both look like mine. I wonder if yours works the same way?² He reached out to touch it and said, ³Look, you do this thing called jerking off. Lie down and let me show you.² I let go of his cock and laid back on the basement couch. Then Park grabbed my tool and started rubbing it up and down in his fist. This touch was the strangest thing that I had ever felt in my life and it was beginning to scare me. ³If youıre old enough,² said Park, showing off his worldly knowledge, still stroking me, ³when it feels really, really good, this white stuff comes out of your prick called jiz.² Now he was really scaring me and I pulled his hand away. ³I donıt want to,² I said. ³OK,² said Park, ³but you have to give me my blow job.² ³How do I do that,² I asked. ³Sit up,² he said as he stood up. I did and his prick was right in front of my face. ³Now, You should just put your mouth on it for a second.² When he said this, I jerked and moved back. ³Cımon, ³ he wheedled. ³You promised.² With that, he put his hands on either side of my head and started pulling me toward him. I reluctantly let him until his pulsing dick was right in front of my lips. ³Now, open your mouth and take it in,² he said as he began rubbing his cock head across my lips. I moved my head back and forth, not sure I wanted to do this, especially since his dick head was stranger than mine, but he held my head in place with his hand saying ³Cımon, you promised.² I opened my mouth a little and he slid his cock past my lips, forcing them apart. The glans half covering his head rolled back as his cock expanded into my mouth and I felt repelled by this strange texture. ³Oh yeah,² he said, ³this is great,² even as I opened my mouth wider to try and avoid avoid touching any part of his greasy feeling cock. But then he moved and because of the fact that I was not touching his dick at all, he rammed all the way to back and into my throat. I gagged and yanked my mouth off him. ³This is no fun,² I complained. ³I donı wanna.² ³Wait,² he demanded. ³You promised. Look, if you do it right, it wonıt choke you. You just gotta put your lips around it. Now come on!² With that he grabbed my head again and forced his excited dick into my mouth once more. I was scared but, I had promised. ³Now clamp down with just your lips and Iıll slide it in and out.² I wrapped my lips around his hard member as he began to move his hips a little, wiggling while I was still trying to keep him from touching any part of my mouth except my lips. ³Boy,² he said, stopping for a few seconds, enjoying the feel of my mouth, ³This is nice.² The fluttery sensations were wreaking havoc with my groin area and I still didnıt know what to make of all this. I didnıt know if I was feeling sick, or excited, or just weird. The only thing I did recognize was that my heart was beating faster and I had that same kind of rush as I did when I was running around outside naked. Then Park began pumping his cock in and out of my mouth in earnest. This feels so good Greg," he moaned. Each stroke seemed to go a little deeper until he was hitting up against the back of my mouth again. But he wasnıt jamming in my throat, so I just tried to apply more pressure with my lips and squeezed his stiff member harder to hold him back. I found that if I sucked on him, like a lollipop, I could control it better. But then I had to use my tongue too, and I could feel his weird foreskin sliding back and forth in my mouth as he pulled out to the edge of my lips and back in again. Then he cried, ³Oh, oh , oh,² and his pumping got faster. I was afraid he was going to slam it down my throat again, so I grabbed the base of his prick with both hands and squeezed. Then he moaned louder, ³Ahhhh, ahhhhhhh, I'm cumming, I'm going to cum in your mouth." The next thing I knew, he stopped and held my head as his prick began spasming in my mouth. ³Ahhhhhhhhhh,² he cried and his whole body shuddered. I sat there paralyzed, not knowing what to do as he seemed to go into mild convulsions. I stared up at him, his cock still in my mouth, as he looked down at me and closed his eyes as his body spasmed again. I realized that I had unconsciously grabbed my prick and was squeezing it hard, trying to stop the crazy sensations that were scaring me. I was breathing as hard as I felt, when Parkıs cock begin to go limp in my mouth. He pulled it out between my unresisting lips and stepped back. I looked at his glistening, dripping cock and I panted, ³Is that jiz?² ³No, you retard, thatıs your spit. I donıt get jiz yet.² Seeing my hand still clutching my still hard tool, he asked, ³You want me to finish you off?² ³No,² I said as I quickly let go of my member and stood up. ³It feels funny. I wanna stop now.² ³OK,² said Park amiably as he put on his underwear. ³We can do it some other time.² ³I donıt know,² I temporized pulling up my underwear over my still throbbing hard on, ³It feels funny,² I repeated. My hard on seemed to last for hours after that. It actually hurt a little bit and I was worried that I had damaged myself somehow. But after I had finally become interested in something else, I noticed that it was gone. Park wanted to play ³bets² again about a week later, but I told him I didnıt like it and he never brought it up again. About a month or so after that experience, I managed to masturbate myself to my first orgasm. I was also too young to have ³jiz,² but I was absolutely astounded by the sensation. I jerked off every so often, marveling that nobody had ever told me about this and actually wondering if other people knew they could do this.... Then, I found my brotherıs porn novels. I had two older brothers and an older sister. My sister is nine years older than I was, and she was already married. One brother is a year and a half older than I am - Mark. And Jeff, my other brother was 6 years older than I. Jeff was off at college and I didnıt see him much any more. But he and his buddies had built a sort of recreation room /party room in the basement they called the ³Dun,² sort of a combination of dungeon and den. There were all sorts of couches and pillows and posters and colored lights. Over the years we painted the walls weird (this was the sixties) and just freaked it up in general. There was a little back room in the Dun - that was where Park and I had played ³bets.² One of the things that Mark and I would do a lot is search each otherıs rooms and anyplace else we felt like in the big, six bedroom house that we grew up in. We were always thinking up secret hiding places that nobody (so we thought) else could find. Jeff was away at college, so all the boxes that he had piled up in the Dun were fair game for searching. I really hadnıt found anything of interest, but then again, I had never searched to the bottom of the pile. I guess Jeff had been counting on that, because thatıs where I found his collection of pornographic novels. I spent the next several year getting a very hot education on sex. Sex with women, sex with girls, sex with boys and girls with dogs, Dads and Moms with their kids, adults with kids, women tied up and whipped in dungeons, women getting fucked in the cunt, the mouth and the ass, kids with kids, sons getting it in the ass from their Dads, brothers with sisters, brothers and sisters with Dads and Moms and Aunts and Uncles and horses and bananas and whatever. I was jerking off to the golden age of the pornographic novel business. To this day, I have never seen such a variety of sensual degradation. He must have had a hundred different novels. By this time, I was 13 years of age, but I still wasnıt very savvy on what the rest of the world was doing, and I never thought much about how Jeff had gotten all of these dirty books. I just knew they were mine now (As long as he didnıt find out and beat the shit out of me). In the autumn of Œ67, my brother Mark (who was then 15 years old) and I were having an argument about me supposedly stealing his comic books. Mark was about 6 feet tall at this point (he eventually reached 6ı4² ) weighed about 240 pounds. He could have been a linebacker. He had dark hair, no glasses and was pretty good looking for a big fat guy. He had begun to grow his hair longer (it almost touched his ears). Hey, it was 1967. I had noticed ³my² comic books (which I had stole from him) missing from one of my secret compartments and I went to his room and stole them from his secret place and he had just found this out. Our parents werenıt home, so we were free to have a heated argument about who stole what. The subject went to ridiculing each otherıs secret hiding places and how easy they were to find. Mark finally said, ³All right, Iıll make you a bet. Iıll bet that I can hide this piece of paper in my room and you canıt find it in fifteen minutes.² ³Thatıs a stupid bet,² I said. ³Iıll win. And if I do, I get to keep the comic books.² ³Yeah, ³ said Mark. ³Well, if I win, you have to blow me!² ³Sure,² I said. ³Itıs a bet.² The odd thing was, was that I really didnıt think about it. We were both pissed at each other and I never figured that Iıd have to pay up anyway. In spite of all of my pornographic reading fantasies, it simply never crossed my mind that this was something my brother would take seriously. To make a long story short, especially the last few minutes when I begged him for clues like ³hot² and ³cold,² I didnıt find the paper. (He had hidden it inside his telephone.) Mark promptly pulled off his pants, lay down on the bed and told me to pay up. I was in a panic. His 6 inch cock was hard but only about 3 or 4 inches around. However, it was curved almost like a boomerang. I stared at it without moving. It looked really odd to me. He had a few dark, fine curly pubic hairs, but they werenıt so thick and bushy as I (now vaguely) remembered Eddieıs. But the curve was strange. My dick was straight when it got hard. My brother interrupted my thoughts. ³Do it now,² he demanded. ³We made a bet. You want to be a welsher?² I didnıt want him to tattle on me for not paying up on my bet (Hey, I already told you that I was a fairly stupid adolescent. ³Like who was he gonna tell,² never occurred to me.) so, I tentatively bent down and put my mouth over the head of his dick. ³Go ahead,² he said, ³blow me.² I had no idea of what to do( the thing with Park happened a thousand years ago to me, and besides, he had done everything) so I started moving my mouth up and down, my lips lightly touching the sides of his cock, literally blowing hot air on his dick. I donıt know what this would have achieved, but he began jerking the bottom of his prick as I blew on the top. After about ten seconds of this, he yelled, ³Yeah!, Ahhhhhh!² and lifted up his hips to thrust his dick farther into my mouth. At the same time I clamped down with my lips to keep him from gagging me. His hips shuddered and his cock started pulsing and I felt a sticky goo splash up against the back of my throat. I inadvertently swallowed, but at the same time, it kept on coming, filling up my mouth. In shock, I pulled my head off to look, gagging and swallowing all at once and another shot of cum hit me on the nose. I was absolutely amazed. Mark continued to fist his dick, shuddering and pumping until his orgasm stopped. I wiped the semen off my nose and looked at it while I swallowed the last of salty residue, rubbing my tongue around my teeth to get out the taste. This was cum. As in: ³IıM CUMMMMING, AS HIS HOT WAD SPLASHED ALL OVER HER TITS AN FACE!² This was jiz, spunk, sperm, and it had come from my brotherıs penis! I had been reading these fuck books for months now and masturbating, but I hadnıt been producing any sperm! So, it never occurred to me that my bother would! Even though I had been reading about sperm by the gallon, I was completely taken aback. By this time, my brother was embarrassed and his dick was starting to get soft, so he looked at me and said, ³ You faggot. Youıre disgusting. Go clean up.² I quickly got up and went to the bathroom where I rinsed my mouth out and cleaned my hands and face. Sex and deeply personal issues were never discussed in our family, so therefore neither my brother nor I ever talked about this incident. It never came up again..... until it did. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----