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WARNING:  If you are offended by sex between men, sex between a 
boy and a man, sex between boys, sex between teenaged boys, sex 
between a man or a teenager 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 series of experiences.  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.

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[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 
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NOVEMBER 1948
AGE EIGHT
BIRTHDAY PARTY
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For my eighth birthday, my family decorated the school cafeteria 
during class time.  When school was nearly out the teacher lead us to 
the cafeteria supposedly for an assembly.  Before we got to the door 
to the cafeteria my teacher took me aside to ask me something, I do 
not remember, to keep me back long enough for my class mates to 
get into their places for the surprise party.  

The party was a complete surprise to me.  Everyone was so excited 
about the party and I nearly cried.  There were many gifts.  The one 
I remember most was from, Grace, a girl who seemed to be fond of 
me, at that time.  She gave me a scarf, packed into a small box inside 
a larger box inside an even larger box until it was finally in a very 
large box.  I had to open box after box until I got to the scarf in the 
last little box.  It was a funny thing I have remembered to this day.

The other parents were informed that we would be a little late 
leaving school that day.  Some of the parents came at the usual time 
and helped clean up after the party.  With a new baby and all the 
party mess, it was easier for Mother to have my party at school and 
it allowed all my class mates to attend.
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DECEMBER 1948
AGE EIGHT
FAMILY HOLIDAY GATHERING
COUSIN RONNIE
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Early in December 1948, once again, Ralph's family had its wonderful 
tradition of gathering between Thanksgiving and Christmas, so each 
family could celebrate separately during the holidays.  A weekend 
was picked the year before to celebrate a very large 
Thanksgiving/Christmas holiday.  This year was very important to 
Ralph because of his new baby girl.  He enjoyed the women showing 
her off.  But our stepfather never seemed to forgot us other children.  
Barb and I were included in as many activities as possible.  That 
probably helped me get over us having a new baby and all the 
changes taking place.

Ralph's old family home was quite large and had plenty of room for 
guests.  Arrangements were made for family members to come early 
to help get ready or stay late to clean up and visit longer.

On that, my second occasion, there were more people than spare 
room to accommodate.   I was asked if I would mind a nephew of 
Ralph slept with me.  I remember my bed was large and more room 
than I needed at the small age of eight.  It sounded like fun having 
company in my room from the night.

After things died down in the late evening, I asked if I could get 
ready and go to bed.  The day's activities had tired me.  My parents 
and others exchanged the usual good night with me, after which 
Ralph would look in on me.

I was about to drift off into a deep sleep, when cousin Ronnie, came 
into my room.  Not being used to anyone sharing my bed room, I was 
awoken by his presence.  He knew I must be sleeping, so he quietly 
undressed, as a boy of fourteen could do, and slipped into bed next to 
me.  He was clothed only in a pair of light shorts, from what I saw in 
my night light.

In a short time, Ronnie, brought his knee across the middle of my 
body and slowly moved it up and down my midsection.  That tended 
to wake me more.  It was not long before I  felt myself aroused and 
stimulated.

He began to rub me with his hand in such a way as to promote more 
excitement in me.  Ronnie very carefully and gently slide his hand 
inside my undershorts, lowering them some at the same time.  He 
lowered them enough to expose my erect penis.  He stroked me a bit 
more, began to press his lips into my flesh in that same area and 
licked my genitals with his hot, moist tongue.

Without undue delay he sucked my penis into his mouth.  He rubbed 
his tongue softly against its head.  It felt as if I was going to explode.  
I had such a feeling all over my body, I could not fully explain.  It 
was like some great excitement all over my body and limbs.

After a while the excitement seemed to come to a peak and diminish.  
Soon cousin Ronnie gently pulled up my undershorts and stroked my 
body a little more before he got up and left the room.  A few minutes 
later I heard him return from the bathroom, felt him get into bed, 
fondle me some and roll over to sleep.  When we awoke in the 
morning we did not speak of the night's event.  I do not know what I 
could have said about it.

I was awoken the next night as Ronnie repeated the same very 
pleasant experience he had treated me to the night before.  That time 
he seemed to get a more involved as he warmed up to me.

I remember at the young age of eight the experience was not the 
same as if I had been emotionally aware of what was happening to 
me or more physically developed.  I laid there in an awesome daze 
and did not participate much in the activity.  It was something I will 
fondly remember for years to come and always wish I could 
recapture.  I did not know why I had experienced such feelings.  It 
seemed so very natural to me in my state of innocence.
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EARLY SPRING 1949
AGE EIGHT
BIG FRANK'S SPRING CLEAN UP
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There were a few times, I remember, a girl by the name of Kate, 
when I went over to help at Frank's restaurant, where my 
stepfather, Ralph and I frequented.  

Early in the spring of 1949, Kate and I were alone helping Big Frank 
with his spring cleaning.  We started in the dining area by washing 
windows and dusting around them.  We followed that by wiping 
down all the tables and chairs with a damp cloth in a tub of warm 
soap water.  

It must have taken up most of the morning before we moved into 
the kitchen to clean.  I thought it was a real mess when we began to 
look at all the things to clean.  There were the vents first, then the 
grill and ovens.  It was not until after a short lunch period that we 
finished most of the greasy work.  

Before we were finished, Frank asked Kate to start with the 
apartment cleaning while he and I finished in the kitchen.  He took 
Kate up stairs to show her what he needed done.  He was gone for 
quite some time before I ventured up to ask about something I was 
doing in the kitchen.  

When I got up there and opened the door I heard a radio playing 
rather loud from the bed room.  I know I made enough noise to be 
heard but got no response from Big Frank.  I quickly went over to 
the bed room door which was open very slightly.  Without knocking I 
slide my hand in the crack of the door and let it open a bit more so 
as to see inside.  

Kate who had been dressed in a thin spring one piece dress was laid 
out across the foot of the bed.  Her knees were bend upward and 
open exposing her crotch and her slit to my view.  She was not able 
to see me from the position she was laying.  That was the first time I 
recall ever seeing a big girl in such a nude position.

Frank was on his knees on the floor at the edge of the bed and 
leaning in toward her.  I stood there very quietly and motionless as I 
watched him point his big index finger toward her crotch and rest his 
other big hand on her inner upper leg.  I was so intrigued.  I was not 
about to interrupt the show.

He moved his finger gently up and down Kate's slit burying it deeper 
and deeper into her flesh.  She wiggled and giggled as he tickled her 
slit.  He removed his finger a couple of times and sucked it in his 
mouth, before pushing it deep into her until his hand was tight 
against her crotch.

Although it was very exciting for my eight year old mind to see that 
activity, I was a little disappointed that I was not getting the 
affection in her place.  I did not think badly of Kate as she seemed to 
enjoy his affectionate finger inside her.  To that point in my young 
life that was the closest I had been to an experience with a girl.

Kate was nearly twelve then and was showing a little pubic hair 
around her open slit.  Thinking back, I assume she was about the age 
of her puberty.  Frank moved his finger around inside her as she 
squirmed around on the bed making loud moaning sounds of 
excitement.  I was getting so very excited watching the activity that I 
got a very hard erection in no time at all.

Frank's back was toward me and not able to see me peeking in the 
opening of the door.  He removed his finger again and stuck it in his 
mouth.  His face had been close to Kate's crotch, but not enough to 
block my view of her.  He took his big hands and slide them under 
Kate's buttocks and pulled her to his face.  He buried his face into her 
crotch and made slurping, sucking noises while he moved his head 
up and down her slit.  I was not sure what he was doing to her, but I 
assumed he was using his tongue on her as he had done to me.

Slowly I stepped back, removed myself from the apartment and 
went down the stairs to the kitchen.  Not long after, Big Frank came 
down to check on me and see if I was able to do as he had assigned.  
From that point on I had a very different view of Big Frank and did 
not feel as excited about visiting him.
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SPRING 1949
AGE EIGHT
COUSIN RONNIE
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It was last winter holiday since I had any close contact with Cousin 
Ronnie, although he lived across the city and we would see each 
other once in awhile.  Ronnie's parents planned with his Uncle Ralph, 
my stepfather, to stay over while they went on a trip (I do not 
remember where or why).  

I recall that my mother had picked some early bulb flowers from the 
back of the house, so it had to be early spring of the year 1949.  The 
yellow and white flowers (don't ask ME what kind they were) were 
displayed on the dining room table as we sat around and had our 
evening meal while Cousin Ronnie was there.

My room was on the private third floor of the house.  There was 
even a door at the foot of the stairs that could be shut.  When my 
mother and sister were taking up the use of the main bathroom and 
my stepfather, Ralph, had need to take a shower he would use my 
bathroom.  He was the only other person to use the third floor 
bathroom unless we had company.

That night we had company.  Cousin Ronnie was assigned the spare 
room next to mine and closer to the bathroom.  I kind of liked the 
room closer to the stairs, since I traveled up and down the stairs 
more than I used the bathroom.  Anyway it made sense to me at the 
time.

Being still an eight year old, I was expected to go to bed somewhat 
early, so up to bed I went, leaving fourteen year old Cousin Ronnie 
down stairs to continue visiting with my mother and Ralph.  My 
older sister had gone to her room before that.  She always seemed to 
take hours getting ready for bed.

There was no rush for me to go to sleep, so after I got cleaned up and 
changed or shall I say undressed for bed, I laid around my room just 
looking at some of my latest comic books.  It was about 9:30 when I 
decided that I best get into bed before I fell asleep.

Each night one of my parents would come up to my private part of 
the house to say good night and see that I was in bed for the night.  
Usually my mother would let Ralph come up stairs for that task if 
there was company up there.  Maybe it was because she felt too 
modest about invading the space with company, but nevertheless she 
would not appear those times with company.

As a busy eight year old, I was soon tired and dozing off with my 
comic book in hand.  I hazily came to as Ralph was pulling away the 
comic from my hands.  As usual he would gently rub my chest and 
belly before he pulled the covers over my upper body and tucked 
me in for the night.  And there was the slight pull of the ear lobe and 
a peck on the forehead.  He whispered 'good night' and walked away, 
turning off the light at the door as he left.

In my state of mind I nearly forgot about our guest for the night 
until I faintly heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door open.  
Then I remembered Cousin Ronnie.  The door to the bedroom next 
door closed and I knew that he was also bedding down for the night.

A few minutes later there was an opening of my bedroom door and a 
quiet voice asking if he could come in.  I said 'of course.  Cousin 
Ronnie came in and said he wanted to be with me for the night, if I 
did not mind.  I told him not to be silly.  He was always welcome to 
be with me for the night.

During my previous encounter with him, Ronnie did not expose 
himself to me but kept his undershorts on.  This time he undressed 
completely.  He stood at my bed exposing a five inch plus erection 
with pubic hair around it and a fuzzy haired pair of firm testicles 
hanging between his legs.  Ronnie sat down on the edge of my bed, 
reached under the covers and gently stroked my crotch through my 
undershorts.   He then took my hand and placed it upon his hot, hard 
erection.  His erect penis seemed to pulse.  I carefully moved my 
hand down to feel his pubic hair and back up to the penis.  I felt a 
moist substance at the top of the penis head.  I stood up to see 
better.   He took my hand, licked off the juices, kissed and rubbed 
my body as never before.  

When he got to my undershorts he quickly but gently removed them 
completely and let them drop to the floor.  It was so exciting that I 
shivered as I tried to help.  I stepped out of my shorts paying no 
attention to them as they dropped on the floor.

Ronnie slid me down onto the bed in a way that allowed us to face 
each other's crotch.  He pressed his lips to my penis and then sucked 
it vigorously.  He also sucked my small testicles some of the time.

It seemed he expected me to do the same for him.  He hinted as he 
pushed his penis into my face several times.  This was a new exciting 
experience for me and I was not aware of what to do.  But I took his 
example and allowed his throbbing penis to touch my lips.  The pre-
juices of his excitement set me back for a few seconds.  The taste was 
not unpleasant, so I continued to press closer until I had his penis 
head and its juices in my mouth.  I could feel the head with my 
tongue as I sucked the pre-juices into my mouth.

Suddenly without warning, Ronnie, got even more excited, hard and 
thrusting in and out of my mouth.  I felt a warm gush of creamy 
substance in my mouth.  Being my first time, I did not realize Ronnie 
was going to let go with a load of his semen so soon or in my mouth.  
I thought I was going to choke.  I swallowed and gagged several 
times before it was gone.  Ronnie gave out a faint sigh and rested for 
a minute before he continued sucking and rubbing on  me.    

I experienced a thrill go through my body and I quivered some as he 
sucked me.  I was not sure what had happened to me.  Ronnie knew 
what happened to me.   In a minute he stopped, got up, went to the 
bathroom, returned and went to sleep as if nothing had happened.  

I laid there thinking before going back to sleep.  I wondered about 
this experience and the feelings that came over me.  It seemed so 
very exciting and natural to me.  I do not remember paying much 
attention to my sexuality before that night with cousin Ronnie.  I 
remember after that, when the mood came to me, I would fondle 
myself until I a thrill feeling encompassed my body.
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JULY 1949
AGE EIGHT
RALPH'S FAMILY SUMMER GATHERING
COUSIN BOB.
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My stepfather, Ralph, again hosted his family's summer gathering, in 
July of 1949. It was a memorable experience for me.  School 
continued all year and always had a short summer break at that time 
of year.  There were several class mates that I was closer to than 
others.  One was Ralph's sister's son, Cousin Bob.  The other close 
class mates were Drew and Steve.  Each one, not knowing, provided 
me with some lasting experience.

As before there would be many boys staying at the house who 
needed space to sleep for the night.  Cousin Bob had decided to sleep 
with me.  Because of previous experiences, I looked forward to a 
night time adventure.  Not being sure of Cousin Bob, I needed to be 
very careful in my investigation of him at night.  I had learned from 
others, there were ways to carefully probe around without being 
suspicious.

The first night, I went to bed early to prepare the plan, that I would 
be asleep when Cousin Bob arrived to my room for sleep.  Cousin Bob 
was the only boy assigned to my room for that night, because the 
others had not arrived by then.

About an hour after I slipped away to bed, Cousin Bob quietly came 
into my room.  I could see from the night light as he got undressed.  
It was warm in my room so he undressed down to his underwear 
and climbed into bed next to me.  I rolled over to the other side of 
the bed to make more room for him, pretending I was sleeping.

I must have waited about half an hour before I rolled over toward 
Cousin Bob and placed my arm over his chest.  There was no 
response, so I waited another few minutes before I slid my arm 
down his chest to his waist.  Still no response from him.  

Without much delay I continued to move my arm down his body 
until my hand was directly over his crotch.  Then I waited to see 
what his response might be.  Slowly and gently I pressed my hand 
into his crotch and waited for a response.  To my pleasant surprise, 
his response was an erection.  I gently rubbed it a few times before 
he grabbed my hand and pressed it into himself, as he lifted his 
buttocks to meet me.  No doubt, he was excited.

I relaxed as if I was not knowingly doing anything.  Slowly he 
continued to hump up and down with his buttocks, until his erection 
swelled in his undershorts.  Cousin Bob moved my hand above to his 
abdomen, took his hands, lowered his undershorts and moved my 
hand back down and resting it upon his erection.

I tried to play it cool, but I was so excited, it was difficult not to 
continue the passive foreplay.  Presently, I moved my hand and 
gently squeezed his erection.  In response to me, he reached over to 
feel my crotch and erection.  I lowered my undershorts and together 
we fondled each other.

At that age and with past experiences I was somewhat actively 
masturbating and was at the point in development that I always got 
a thrill from doing it.  Sometimes I discovered a sticky substance 
came out of my penis.  I knew from other boys it was the start of a 
semen flow.

That night I got so excited, that I let go with a flow of clear semen 
greater than before.  Cousin Bob was leaking a little himself.  I may 
have been a little more developed than him due to my previous 
experiences with other boys.

Soon we feel asleep and I found my undershorts pulled up into place 
in the morning.  We never spoke of the incident that next day.  It 
was like it had been a dream.  I was not sure there would have been 
a need to speak about it.  The next nights were filled with other boys 
in my room and not private.  I had to wait to play with myself in the 
bath room alone.
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JULY 1949
AGE EIGHT
SWIM WITH NEIGHBOR BOY PAUL
AND HIS YOUNG BLACK FRIEND
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Late in July of 1949, my stepfather, Ralph, had me and some 
neighborhood boys work rather hard in the back yard and garden.  
After a little lunch break, we worked off the meal and felt rather hot 
and dirty.  Paul, one of the younger boys suggested to Ralph that he 
and I go for a swim to cool off and clean up.  Ralph agreed with 
Paul's idea and warned us to be careful.

We walked up the bypass near home for about half a mile.  We 
walked off the road into an old gravel pit for about another quarter 
of a mile until we came to a sandy pool of water.  Over the years the 
area had filled in with many small trees and bushes.  It was not 
possible to see the old dirt road once used to haul out the gravel for 
the building of the bypass.  

Spring waters had taken the place of the lower areas dug out for the 
gravel.  The sand and gravel heated by the sun made the water feel 
warm and inviting.  The one pool of water large enough to swim in 
was about fifty feet long, very shallow at both ends and about three 
feet deep in the center.  The whole length was no wider than a 
couple of passes of a bucket loader or maybe twenty feet.

It seemed in the rush to get there, Paul failed to bring any swimming 
gear.  When we got there he suggested that we just swim in our 
birthday suits.  Not giving it another thought, I undressed and went 
into the warm, fresh water.  

Paul was about twelve at the time.   I remember he was not as large 
as some twelve year old boys could be.  He had dark complexion, hair 
and skin.  One thing I did notice was that he had begun to grow pubic 
hair, just very little dark hairs just above and around his penis and a 
bit in his armpits.  His arms and legs were covered lightly with dark 
hair.  When he moved his fuzzy haired testicles bounced around and 
his soft three inches of penis swayed back and forth between his 
legs.

It was not long before we were fooling around in the water.  He 
began patting and rubbing my buttocks.  I did the same to him 
without any further intentions.  The pats became strokes, much like 
the strokes from Cousin Ronnie.

I noticed that Paul's penis had gotten a very erection.  He stroked my 
back side and pushed his erection into my buttock cheeks as if to 
penetrate me.  He held me and pumped his penis between my legs 
from behind and fondled my genitals.  Perhaps he knew that I might 
be receptive.  

He turned me around and promptly fondled my hard little penis.  He 
took me out of the water, laid me down on the grass, straddling me 
and pumped his penis over me until a white substance came shooting 
from the end of it.  He rubbed the white substance about my 
midsection and then dove into the water.  I rinsed off in the water, 
we got dressed and  left for home.  We walked back home as if 
nothing unusual had happened.

In a few weeks, Paul invited me to swim again.  Ralph thought he 
might go with us, but he received a business call and needed to stay 
at home.  He sent us on our way and told us when to return for meal 
time.

Once again, Paul did not bring any swimming clothes, so we 
undressed as before and walked into the water.  We played in the 
water for a short time before Paul rubbed my buttock.  I responded 
with the same.  Paul lead me to the edge of the water, had me lay on 
the grass and placed his knees on the grass either side of my head.  

He took his hard penis and directed it over my face as he stroked it.  
He rubbed my lips with it and pressed it into my mouth.  He thrust it 
in and out of my mouth with great excitement until he emitted a 
creamy substance.  I quickly gagged and tried to swallow the nasty 
stuff.  Then Paul pulled his penis out of my mouth and finished off 
on my chest.  To my delight he got down on me and sucked me until 
I had a great thrill and went soft.  

That situation seemed to become a pleasant summer activity.  Paul 
and I visited at the favorite swimming hole several times more that 
summer.  Each time he would suck me and try to get me to do the 
same for him.  I reluctantly did only because of his pressure forced 
upon me.  If I had not liked him doing things for me I would not 
have gone with him.
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I remember once that summer of 1949, Paul brought along a black 
boy to our swimming place, who was about eleven at that time.  He 
was about the same build as Paul, except his conspicuously bigger 
penis.  I was surprised.   It must have had about four inches, soft.  I 
noticed a little bit of curly pubic hair barely visible on his dark skin.  
I thought he was a beautiful boy and I kept watching him.

We played around in the water a lot that day.  He and Paul grabbed 
at each other and the next thing I knew they were holding onto each 
other's penis.  The black boy stood at the edge of the water as Paul 
knelt down and put all of five inches of dark penis into his mouth.  It 
seemed to take my breath away to see such a bold thing.  Paul made 
loud sucking noises, the black boy closed his eyes, smiled, held onto 
Paul's head, and made pleasant sounds.  

Finally he held Paul's head into himself, called out, "Okay!", dropped 
his hands and stood there motionless.  

Paul sucked a bit more before he stopped, looked up at his friend 
and asked, "How was it?".  

The boy nodded his head and said in a dreamy tone, "Really 
wonderful."

He sucked Paul.  Paul in turn did the same for me, before we dressed 
and left for home.  

I did not see the black boy again or recall his name.  Very 
unfortunately, before I got to know him, he moved away before 
school began in the Fall of 1949.
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