Yes, when I was 9 i saw my sister nude a few times. Coming out of the shower or changing etc. I would get an erection instantly and my sister would notice and say it was OK. My sister would always wake me in the morning and would look at me when she woke me and tell me to go to the bathroom to pee. As I got a little older and wore boxers she would wake me and see my erection sticking out and would tell me it looked sore because of the color and I should relieve myself. She was always very kind a out it. I M 17 now and I don't flaunt it but when sis sees my erection she just tells me to maturity to relieve it. She even walked in on me mistreating Nd just said excuse me aNd walked out. We have an awesome relationship. I don't walk around under but when she she's me it is no big deal.
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You are replying to a writer who makes no mention of his son. He does mention another writer's son, and wrote about his own experiences growing up. About the girl laying on the son stuff; If it was my son, I would tell him, "There's an awful lot of parents out there who, if they caught you doing that, you are going to make you wish you hadn't! They'll probably make me and your mother wish you hadn't, too So, no more of that kind of play!"
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I remember doing hand and mouth stuff with a boy when I was about 9 or 10. We both had erections and I remember both of us ejaculated. When I was 12 I lost my virginity to a girl. Not like we knew really what we were doing but still. It can happen and it probably varies from age to age and person to person.
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Thank you for posting this, for many years I have harboured a guilty secret. At the same age as you, I had a best friend (boy) and we spent a lot of time together during the long school holidays. He started becoming more intimate as we played out in the fields around our homes urinating in front of me instead of going home, and encouraging me to do it, and not turn away while I did. It developed into touching each other, "just to see if they feel different to each other." After some time, it became, as you so innocently put it, 'hand and mouth stuff.' He was my best friend, and I was happy to go along with him. Then he wanted to spend more and more time in his room instead of playing out. We played with toy cars and soldiers, read comics and play wrestled. That allowed 'hand and mouth stuff' which led to a challenge, to see who could get the other's clothes off. I won, but suspect now that he probably allowed me to win. I was going to get dressed, but he said I should take the rest of my clothes off as it felt so good. I agreed and then he started to wrestle me again. I didn't realise at the time, but he was rubbing himself all over me and we both developed erections. This led to more 'hand and mouth stuff' before we heard his mother come home and we got dressed.
Following that time, it became 'normal' to strip off in his room while we played. Then one day, I was kneeling on the floor reading when he came up behind me and began to press himself against my bottom. I thought he was trying to play cowboys (one of us would be the horse) so I got up on my knees for him to get on my back, but he said, "no, kneel back down, I want to play Mummies and Daddies." I didn't know what it was, but I had heard that the bigger boys and girls used to play it and it was naughty. I stood up, throwing him off and began to get dressed. He apologised and begged me to stay, saying I could do it to him if I wanted; but something had changed. I didn't see him for a few days, which was unusual, and when we did meet, outside in the fields, he tried to start some 'hand and mouth stuff' but I told him I didn't like doing it anymore. After that, we drifted apart quite quickly and I never saw him again. I heard later the family had moved away.
As I grew older, and learned more about gender, I worried that I might be homosexual, but I met girls, had fun and eventually married and now have grandchildren. I hadn't realised how much it had weighed on me until I read your post and then it was like a weight lifting off me. Thank you for giving me the courage to finally air this and I hope it might help others to realise that our early experiences don't have to constrain our future life choices, so allow your children to develop and realise that bodily awareness isn't something to stifle.
Following that time, it became 'normal' to strip off in his room while we played. Then one day, I was kneeling on the floor reading when he came up behind me and began to press himself against my bottom. I thought he was trying to play cowboys (one of us would be the horse) so I got up on my knees for him to get on my back, but he said, "no, kneel back down, I want to play Mummies and Daddies." I didn't know what it was, but I had heard that the bigger boys and girls used to play it and it was naughty. I stood up, throwing him off and began to get dressed. He apologised and begged me to stay, saying I could do it to him if I wanted; but something had changed. I didn't see him for a few days, which was unusual, and when we did meet, outside in the fields, he tried to start some 'hand and mouth stuff' but I told him I didn't like doing it anymore. After that, we drifted apart quite quickly and I never saw him again. I heard later the family had moved away.
As I grew older, and learned more about gender, I worried that I might be homosexual, but I met girls, had fun and eventually married and now have grandchildren. I hadn't realised how much it had weighed on me until I read your post and then it was like a weight lifting off me. Thank you for giving me the courage to finally air this and I hope it might help others to realise that our early experiences don't have to constrain our future life choices, so allow your children to develop and realise that bodily awareness isn't something to stifle.
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I have 3 reactions. The first is that this piece demonstrates why you should read your submission before you hit "Reply". It's a likeable story about a boy and his sister that leaves me frustrated because the last few lines have so many things that don't make sense. The writer's language being something other than English may be a factor too. A re-write could have made it even more pleasing to read. Second, I wonder if the sister was older or younger, and how much so. My guess is a year or 2 older. The effect then is that you were watching her turn from girl to woman, very privileged viewing if she was OK with it, and she was. And I wonder that 9 is usually the age of 2" erections, how she noticed.
Were you naked, too? Third, with regards to your sexuality, she acted like a very cool mother One thing she got wrong, though. Having a full bladder doesn't cause a guy to have an erection, but both are related to waking up after a full night's sleep. And she seems to have gotten some sexual gratification from predicting when she can find you with an erection and coming in for a look on a regular basis, a harmless way of filling that need.
Were you naked, too? Third, with regards to your sexuality, she acted like a very cool mother One thing she got wrong, though. Having a full bladder doesn't cause a guy to have an erection, but both are related to waking up after a full night's sleep. And she seems to have gotten some sexual gratification from predicting when she can find you with an erection and coming in for a look on a regular basis, a harmless way of filling that need.
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