In the beginning

I have been on here before and had my profile removed for one reason or another so if any of my posts seem familiar, that’s the reason.

My sexual awakening started when I was y-oung. I was around 8 or 9 and had just discovered the pleasurable sensations associated with playing with my Willy. The school I attended had a toilet block on the opposite side of the playground to the main school and behind that was an enclosed alleyway that leading to a gate that led out of the school grounds into the churchyard and church next to the school, the alley was out of bounds but we kids would often play down there and sometimes, if we thought we’d get away with it after school, we’d play amongst the trees and graves in the churchyard.

This particular day at playtime I went to the alleyway behind the toilets and there was a small group of lads down by the gate so I ran down and found 3 or 4 boys and a girl from my class. The girl had just briefly lifted her skirt and grinning, told the group “see, I told you I have no knickers on, so come on, I’ll let each of you see my Nan if you each show me your willies”. We all nodded silently, she had us like putty in her hands. She climbed onto a horizontal bar of the gate and turned to face us, then, after checking that there was nobody else around, she lifted her skirt and showed off her bald, puffy, pink tinged pussy. We crowded round but she told us to back off and to come up one at a time. The first boy went up, examined her closely and then asked if he could touch. She agreed that we could each touch her as long as she could touch each of us. We all nodded and I’m sure that we all had dry mouths, I certainly did. When my turn came I was fascinated by her bald pussy and loved how soft she felt when I touched it and ran my finger along the crease of her camel toe. After we’d all had a look, and a feel, she told us it was our turn so we all unzipped our shorts and she came up to each of us in turn, bending to examine our genitals so closely that we could feel her breath. We were all at an age when we had semi erections but none of us had pubic hair. Jenny was fascinated by the differences in our cocks, sizes, colours, some circumcised and others not. She felt each of us fondling our balls and penises and I remember her stretching my foreskin out and then pulling it right back off my glans. The school bell went then and we all hurriedly straightened our clothing and rushed back to class.

Jenny knew that her intimacy had made a big impact on me, her desk was opposite mine in class and she kept looking over at me with a sly smile, opening her legs so I could see her naked pussy when nobody else was looking. Her pussy made a big impression on me but so too had the other boys’ penises.

During my yo-u-th I was acutely self conscious and even though I was attracted to girls I was too abashed to pursue them for fear of rejection so Jenny’s performance and the variety of willies on show had me confused. A day or so later my friend Russell and I were in the toilets and we discussed what had happened with Jenny and I asked if I could look at his penis again as he was circumcised and I was curious about the differences in our cocks. He agreed and we showed each other our penises and he asked if I played with mine. I said I did and it ended up where we masturbated each other. I discovered that he used a different technique to me. I held my semi hard penis in my left hand and flashed the palm of my tight hand rapidly over the tip of the head whereas he wrapped his hand around his cock and moved it up and down. I tried his method and found it to be better than mine. This was the start of a period of mutual masturbation and “sword fights”.

But Jenny hadn’t finished with me, she realised that I wasn’t as bold as the other boys who kept pestering her for a repeat performance. She shunned them as being too pushy and less likely to keep her secret but started to seek me out asking for little childish favours like the loan of pencils, answers to questions in schoolwork and such but all the while teasing me about what I’d seen. One day as we left school she dared me to go into the churchyard with her. Naturally I agreed and once out of sight amongst the trees she asked if I’d liked seeing her “Nan” I said I had and she said that if she could see my “Willy” again she’d show it to me again but I must never tell anybody else about it. Again there was no question of me hesitating and again I readily agreed. There was a flat grave slab in the heavy shade of some nearby mature trees and she had me stand on that and drop my shorts. She examined me closely and seemed fascinated when I started to grow when she touched it, even though it was still only a semi. My foreskin seemed to intrigue her and she kept stretching it and rolling it back and forth. She then said it was my turn and she got on the slab and revealed her beautiful pussy, this time I was able to stroke it for longer since nobody else was clamouring to look and touch it. The puffiness along the slit was so soft. “Do you want to kiss it?” She asked, “If you do we can do this again”. Tentatively I leant forward and kissed her slit, a scent of fresh cotton and faint smell of wee. Quickly she pulled back, dressed again and ran off.

Later that week she passed me a note in class telling me to meet up after school and once more we went to the same flat gravestone and did the same as before and she asked me to kiss her pussy crease before she hurried off again. This happened in secret once or twice a week then, after about 6 months when she played with my cock again she was pleased to see it grow again but harder this time...something that took me by surprise too and this time there was a small clear bead of precum on the tip (not that we knew what it was), it got on her finger and she sniffed it then licked it off and said it was nice. She lay down on the slab and opened her legs demanding I kiss her down there and when I did I found she was a little bit wet, almost unconsciously I licked her slit and she opened her thighs further and her slit opened more. I was intrigued my the inner surface of her slit and the small hole of her vagina. She held my head and made sure I licked her even more and told me to lick around her opening.
From that day, every time we met she made me lick her pussy but never let me finger her or anything else but I didn’t mind, I loved licking her. This went on for about 10 months but then her father got a job down south and the family moved away.

While all this was happening, Russell and I had been playing with each other’s cocks on and off for perhaps a year. Russell never knew anything of my further adventures with Jenny as I knew that if I did let on she would stop our sessions of mutual discovery…but as Jenny had discovered, we found after a while of wanking each other that we each had started producing precum…after seeing Jenny’s smile after tasting that small bead on the tip of my cock I tasted my own now and found it to be clear and honey sweet. I discovered that I often had Russell’s precum on my fingers and licked it off when he wasn’t looking as I didn’t know what he’d think…but when I saw the precum beading the tip of his cock and little beads running down the shaft I had the urge to taste it straight off cock…eventually that urge became irresistible but when I did kiss it, a taste similar but different to Jenny, he took fright and that was the end of that and he started avoiding me. I was terrified that he might tell others about what we’d been doing but as time passed there was no indication that he had. In the meanwhile I found that my sexual appetite had been further aroused as had my curiosity and I was wanking all the time thinking of Jenny’s pussy and Russell’s cock, however, I lacked the self confidence to take it beyond fantasy. Fantasy became something else a short while later in, I suppose, rather a sleazy manner.

Around 3 months after Russell brought our explorations to an end I was in Newcastle to look at the new models the model shop had in stock (I was a keen model maker at the time) and went into some public toilets near the bus station and was playing with myself while reading the lewd graffiti on the walls when I noticed a small hole in the wall just under the toilet roll. I looked through and saw a man masturbating in the next cubicle. I was between 10 and 11 by this time so was amazed at the size of his cock, although with hindsight I don’t think it was that big. I staggered back when his eye came to the hole. My heart pounding I heard him cough and whisper, “like what you see son?” I nodded knowing he was still watching. “Look to the right son and put your cock through” I hadn’t seen the bigger hole to my right in the darkness of the corner of the cubical. Nervously I went to the wall and taking a gulp I poked my willy through and felt him stroking me then a wonderful warm sensation and something slipping around my glans mmmmm it felt glorious and I suddenly realised it was his mouth, it felt incredible and it didn’t take long before I orgasmed. He took my thin cum in his mouth. I pulled out breathing hard and suddenly his cock was poking through, hard and glistening with precum, “stroke it for me son” he whispered, “go on don’t be shy”. I touched it and marvelled at how different it felt to my Russell’s, I stroked it, loving the texture and heat “would you like to taste it, it’s your choice” he whispered. Oh I did want to but was very nervous. But my blood was up so I leant forward and kissed it, licking my lips I tasted his precum mmmm I licked the head and I loved the sweet taste, similar but different to Russell’s precum, I opened my mouth and sucked his cock into my mouth...I loved the feeling of it entering my mouth and I sucked it for a few minutes. Then I heard someone coming into the main toilets so I took fright, quickly covered up and left.

The experience of having the man’s cock in my mouth played on my mind for days after and the memory of being sucked off was very exciting, so the next weekend I went back to the same cubicle and patiently wanked waiting to see if anyone would go into the next cubicle again, a few did but it was obvious that they were using the toilet. After an hour or so I heard the door close but there were no sounds of the toilet being used for the purpose for which it was designed. Heart pounding, I went to look through the small hole again but there was already an eye looking through. I jumped back and, fastening my fly, was about to flee but then heard a familiar voice say “hello boy, you’re back are you? Do you want to do that again?” I nodded. “Go on then, put yours through first” he said. I did and again felt the same wonderful sensations. I lasted a little longer this time but was still very quickly cumming, thin meagre spunk. Again his cock came through but this time I didn’t waste any time. I stroked it and licked it, licking the head before putting it in my mouth mmmmm I loved the taste of precum and feeling the warm firmness between my lips...I realised I wanted more of this. I gently sucked him where the first time I did it in a frenzy. I could hear his breathing speeding up and after a bit longer he hoarsely whispered “I’m going to cum son” so I pulled away and his cum fountained out over my hands and I felt a wet spot splash my cheek. I loved seeing all that spunk, thicker than mine and with a stronger scent too. He murmured what sounded like a genuine thanks and he said “I hope to see you again son, that wasn’t bad for a beginner.” I was hooked, I wanted to learn how to get better and believe me, I practiced plenty in the coming years