I want to tell you a true story about my earliest times of sex when I was a kid. Last fall I wrote about my experiences with a kid at our summer place on Priest Lake, Idaho. His name was Mike and we would jack off together...and that was all we really progressed to. I was afraid to try more because I thought he might freak, and I was afraid that he would think I was gay and that it might get out there. As I mentioned in that posting, I haven't done anything with anybody (with the exception of the story I'm about to tell you)...but I have thought down through the years how I wished I had done all kinds of stuff with Mike...really had full blown sex, seduced him...and done everything with him...A LOT.
So here I am...years later...married for over 30 years, love my wife, am still sexually active in our marriage, and wouldn't want anything to mess up my life with her, or for my many children and grandchildren. But here I am wishing I could meet Mike...confess that I want to have sex with him...and have a sexual life with him with no one finding out. I have had hundreds of masturbation focuses on him throughout time. And now I want to try it. Unfortunately I live in another part of the country and have no idea how to find him as I haven't heard from him since that time
Ok, that was Mike...and now onto the only other situation in my life....Eric.
Eric lived next door to me when I was growing up. When these things happened I was a freshman in high school and he was probably a 7th grader. We used to toss the football in the back yard and chat a bit. I can't remember how it started, but he suggested that we play `truth or dare.' I had a pretty good hunch as to where this might lead because when I was a kid truth or dare always meant taking the dare, or taking a piece of clothing off. I think he wanted to see me without clothes. And that's where it ended. I was down to my underwear and it came time to lose it. So off they came and he was like "wow...oh my god...I've never seen anybody else naked...it is bigger than me...I don't have hair yet." And I told him I wanted to see him naked too.
Eric pulled off his remaining close and I got to see him. He was really beautiful...not in an athletic way, no toned muscles...but he had thick brown hair, stunning blue eyes, and very white teeth...and not one hair on his body other than his head. I was sort of taken back because he was the size and weight that I would have thought he was into puberty...but he wasn't. He still had a little boy cock, and his balls had not dropped. I remember gym class from a couple years prior...and the locker room....where there was a mix of everything...guys who looked like they were in the middle 20's...and guys that didn't have any hair yet. Eric was one of the later.
This was all happening in Eric's bedroom. He asked if he could touch me. I said yes. The whole game had gotten me hard, and I was leaking precum like crazy. He asked why pee was leaking out. I told him it wasn't pee, it was stuff that made it so you could slide in and out of girls. And has he touched me, I thought I was going to erupt...and I told him I was going to shoot. He didn't know what that meant so I told him. He knew about sperm from sex education classes...but not much more about it. So I showed him. When It blew out of me he was freaked a little. And then he asked questions about how it felt, etc. I asked if he wanted me to try and make it happen to him. He said yes...but there was no luck...didn't get hard or anything. I have to confess that at the age of 14 or 15 I wasn't too interested in pleasuring him...sex was a single selfish thing to me...only wanting to get my rocks off, which happened so quickly as no one had ever touched me before.
Well, we entered a new type of relating to each other. Even though he'd never masturbated or had an orgasm, he loved doing sexual things with me. And it ended up being a very regular thing. He was the one who would ask if I wanted to `mess around.' We would quickly get naked and go for it. I remember the first time I asked if I could rub my penis on him. It was a Saturday morning (no one was home), we were in his bedroom. He was on his stomach and I crawled on his back and slid my cock up and down his butt crack. OMG, I had never felt anything so good and I came all over his back. He just said: "Ewwww gross." Which he always said whenever I shot and it touched his body...but he kept wanting to do more.
Generally, because there would be someone home in the house we had to do it quite quickly. We would pull our pants down and I would slid my cock between his legs from the back, sliding back and forth until I would cum. I loved to reach around and feel my cock coming out underneath his balls. Again, every time I would shoot he would say: "Ewwww gross."
I think my favorite time was when we were sleeping outside in the back yard. We zipped our sleeping bags together and at about 3AM he crawled on top of me...my cock went between his legs from the front and I shot. Again: "Ewwww gross."
I loved to do it from the front too. Standing up, sliding underneath his balls feeling his little cock against my stomach. Again, no hardness on his part, but still he liked doing it.
Eric moved away sometime in the next year...and I've never heard from him again. He too has been the focus of hundreds of masturbation episodes down through the decades.
I wish I had been further in my understanding of sex. I wish that I had committed to helping him have his first orgasms. I think with his size and physical growth he must have been on the cusp of being able to orgasm. I wish I had spent time on him, sucking...perhaps making out and rubbing and licking all over his body...exploring his anus with my tongue and cock. I wasn't even thinking of that back then, I was consumed with just `getting off.' But I sure have thought of it a million times since...sometimes while I am making love to my wife. No, she does not know or suspect, nor think of my desire to be with any other guys...which I have not done so far...but I'm wanting to. I think another married man who is a dad would be who I'd be interested in because it seems safer...neither one wanting anybody to know as we wouldn't want to blow apart our marriages or family. Perhaps once COVID-19 is over.
Well that's my Eric story. Thanks Eric, wherever you are.