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When I Was A Kid
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Bi-Sexual Male / 46
I remember it clearly I was 8 years old and it was 1968, My Uncle had been staying with us a while after his house had burned down, Father was at work and my Mother had to go shopping so she asked him to look after me for a few hours, It was ok I liked him as he was always making me laugh and he bought me comics and sweets often, When Mother had gone he got me to sit on his lap while watching TV, I sat there with my legs either side of his and my back against his chest, I was wearing my summer shorts a t-shirt and my brown sandles and grey socks, We sat quietly for a while then I felt his hand on my bare leg I didn't mind as he started to stroke it gently in fact it felt nice so I just sat there, His hand slid up and down my thigh stroking and kneading it, He whispered in my ear "does that feel nice?" I remember nodding and saying yes and him calling me a good boy, My next memory is of his had slipping inside my shorts and underpants and feeling his hand touching my penis and balls it felt odd to be touched like that but somehow nice I felt nice warm tingles all over my balls and crotch as his fingers worked on me gently coaxing my penis to hardness between his thumb and finger, He kept asking if I was ok and did I want him to stop I just said i was ok and it felt nice, His free hand slid under my t-shirt and up over my skin to my nipples which he played with sending little almost electric shocks all over me it felt lovely, He kept whispering in my ear about what a good boy I was and how sweet I was as I started to feel strange and my hips flexed up against his hand I felt like I wanted to pee, I told him I did but he said it was ok and to relax, It felt so good as my body stiffened tingling all over I remember my breathing was fast and hard my heart thumping,He gave me a couple of more strokes then removed his hand,I remember him asking if I liked that I said I did and he said it was our special secret for us two boys only, Later that evening as I was heading up to bed as usual I kissed everyone goodnight he hugged me and whispered that he would come and see me later that night, And he did many times getting into my bed with me and over the next few years he taught me a lot especially on trips with him to his caravan on the coast for the odd weekend now and then by then he was doing much more to me and I to him, I have very fond memories of those days and I often silently thank him for my early education so many years ago.
