When I was 15 I began wondering about how boys would look without their clothes. By pictures I had seen in dirty magazines, I knew they had a penis and balls that look like small eggs. Although I never saw any depicting an erection, I felt it when I wrestled with my cousin Andy. I always used to beat him at wrestling because he was 13 and I was stronger and bigger than him. End up on top of pinning his down and feeling his hard dick against my tommy and so did my girl friends when they wrestle we him. I guess being in close contact with a girl excited him. Of course it was something we talked about and the only boy around we could convince to show it to us. They only way was turning it into a joke and touching it while wrestling with him, witch ended in a tag game tagging each other in the right places. He trying to lift our skirts and we trying to grab his penis. A innocent game we all enjoyed with hidden sexual intensions, that ended with me pushing my hand down the front of his pants and rapping it around his dick. He usually wore elastic band shorts and amazed at how easily my hand slid down all the way over his penis. Watched his face turn red while I had him pinned down squeezing his dick and almost purple when my girl friends yanked off his shorts and underwear. We finally got the thrill of looking at a boy's dick sticking up like a banana and so ashamed of girls looking and playing with it, he didn't make the slightest intention of breaking free. I guess the shock of having his clothes taken off and having girls inspecting his dick, balls and even his pee hole was enough to paralyze him with shame. Andy became our private toy boy that we could strip naked any time we felt like it over the promise of keeping it secret. He didn't want anyone to find out. We not only got hot an horny with him, but also found out how boys played with themselves. It was our first sexual experience and it felt good to touch and be touched and arousing to be doing dirty things we shouldn't have been doing in the first place.