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Living with a Willy
I wish I had a copy of the book "Living with a Willy" when I was growing up in the 1970s. The book gives boys advice on adolescence, hormones, sex, and sexuality. The cover has a cartoon of a boy looking into his pants and his erection and has animated stars and rockets coming out of boxer shorts. We had no internet in the 1970s and very restrictive media laws in Calvinistic apartheid South Africa. Every now and again porn magazines would surface for schoolboys to delight in.
I remember experiencing erections before I was ten and being aroused by boys' bodies. But I didn't really understand what was going on, I had a lot of girlfriends but no one girlfriend. When I was ten my cousin who was three years older than me was sitting next to me on my bed. We both had our pants off and had erections. He had developed some pubic hair already, but I was hairless. Mickey was a head taller than me, he had a muscular body and was well-toned.
My arms and legs were thinner and as smooth as young girls, the opposite of Mickey who had clearly begun puberty maturation. Short brown stubbles of hair were now visible on his calves. His arm hairs were beginning to change colour and his armpits were already filled with hair. The difference in our bodies was noticeable, but this would change in time.
Mickey asked me if I knew how to jerk off, and I didn't know what he was talking about. So, he took hold of my dick and slowly started to jerk me off. I took hold of his uncut dick and did the same to him. I felt very good. As I continued to jerk him off his body started to shudder, and he said he was coming. A couple of blobs of what he called cum shot onto his stomach. He reached down scooped it up and ate it. Next thing my body was shuddering, and I had an incredibly intense feeling in my dick. I didn't produce any sperm but experienced my first orgasm.
Mickey explained that that was called "pulling wire" and that he did it all the time to get the feeling. It was the start of an incredible journey for me.
We changed into our swimming costumes and went swimming in the pool. I still could not get over the feeling I had earlier and wanted to do it again. After spending the afternoon in the swimming pool, we went back to my room to change. We dried off and left the towels on the floor, and Mickey was sitting naked on my bed. He asked me to stand in front of him, which I did. He grabbed hold of my arse and brought me close to him where he took my erect little dick into his mouth. He moved his mouth up and down and kept sucking while squeezing each arse cheek. He had taken my entire dick into his mouth, and I got that intense feeling again. My dick became sensitive, and I had to take it out of Mickey's mouth. I then sat on the bed and sucked Mickey who was now standing in from of me. I enjoyed getting my tongue under his chlorine-smelling foreskin and sucking him until he came in my mouth.
I had learned how to masturbate and how to give blow jobs in one day. Mickey aroused desires in me that I would need to satisfy. He went home that evening, and I couldn't wait to see him again.
That night I switched off my bedside lamp and pulled down my pyjama pants. I ran my hands over my skinny chest and was taken back to the wonderful experience I had in the afternoon. I gently wanked my dick and felt my balls tighten and then shudder. A journey of pleasure had started.