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Such a long journey...(7)
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Such a long journey...(7) Having made these discoveries about my body, I moved along. The bookshop Gangaram’s provided access to dime a dozen erotic books. I would often stand in a corner, with erect cock, with my mind reeling, with weakening knees and with furtive glances all around lest I should be caught, poured over many pages containing descriptions of every conceivable sexual act. Those readings inflamed my desires like never before. Often, I would walk out of Gangaram’s exhausted and drained, with my head whirling, sporting a wet and erect cock that strained at the zipper and begged for release. Release was only achieved through rubbing back home. Eventually, I found friends in schools with whom I could discuss these exciting developments. A couple of them, two brothers, were my neighbors. I learnt from my discussions that they too were on the same path of discovery as I was. Gradually, our experience sharing started going beyond conversations. We became good friends. One late evening, after dinner, we climbed the terrace of their house. Each of us took out our hankies and spread them on the ground in three different locations of the terrace, far enough from each other that we couldn’t see what the other was doing. Then we unzipped, pulled out our semi erect cocks, lay on our stomachs, and started rubbing on the hanky…why we did this, I now wonder! Was it some sort of sexual solidarity? I remember we had discussed about doing this together. None of us came, though we rubbed for long. The surface on which we rubbed after all was a concrete roof covered with a thin fabric! In that darkness, we could not also make out the sizes and shapes of our respective cocks. We came nowhere close to displaying them in front of each other, nor did we touch each other. Had we continued that experimentation, we may have ended up having sex with each other…that would have set us up on a different sexual journey altogether. The closest we came to was a brief display of our cocks in front of each other another evening, but that was it. We did not explore further, though we continued to share the developments as we matured into sexual beings. Alchemy... |
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I am loving reading these posts. It's curious the things we do during this stage of our lives. Me, I was on the ground and a neighbor boy was on the roof of his house and we showed each other our respective parts. Nothing seemed odd or significant about it, but I recall the experience. I too found magazines, only they were my mothers and the imagis influenced my sexual attitude and development. I look forward to reading more of your journey. {=} {=} {=}
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