Saturday, February 13, 2016

My first brush with sexuality

  My pet name was teddy; that should explain a lot. I was this chubby little boy at 12. Everyone loved to pull my cheeks, hug me and even spank me lovingly at times. I was fair, tall for my age and full of fat.

 Initially I hated it; but as time progressed I started enjoying it when my cousin and her friends used to hold me, hug me, and run their hands through my hair. My cousin-Shriya, she must have been 18 then but looked at-least 22 given her amazingly developed bosom and voluptuous figure, had developed motherly emotions for me. She always wanted to feed me, groom me, look after me, etc. One fine Sunday, she said she will bathe me. Gosh! I turned red, given that it was puberty time and at that age anyone is hypersensitive about privacy.However, somewhere it turned me on too. I negotiated heavily with her and we decided that I will keep my underwear on. We entered into the bathroom, and well she wanted to strip me herself. I was shy as hell. I had the feeling of "Why was I even born?" In a minute, I was down to my underwear. The first few drops of water that feel on me made my penis hard as rock. It was clearly visible through my undies. I was embarrassed like anything. She noticed as well. Not a bit embarrassed, she tucked it and then tapped it with a "hehe." It was such an orgasmic thing that I was almost about to faint.

 That brush with sexuality changed something in me forever. I wanted to explore more. I wanted her to touch my penis again, my bare penis. I started imagining stuff like that. I didn't even know of the concept of sex. I just kept dreaming of here fondling my naked penis, caressing my butt, bathing me again and soft things like that. 

 A few days after that life changing bath, I ended up sleeping in her bed as everyone was watching a movie in her room. Once the movie was over and everyone started to go to their bed, she decided to keep me in her bed only and slept right next to me. Her close friend-Naina also stayed and shared the bed with us. They both kept talking and giggling for almost an hour after everyone left and broke my sleep. I was half asleep now with Shriya, my cousin  running her hand across my upper body. It felt something. Naina, her friend decided to change position. Now I was sleeping in the middle of them. Now even she started running her hand on my body. I was again rock-hard and really wanted to do something. However, it was just the start of my puberty and I did not even know anything about masturbation. Coming back to the girls, as you can expect, the conversation was now about their bodies. Naina was all praises for my cousin's breasts. They were rather spectacular according to her. Naina asked her if she gets those red marks due to bra straps and my cousin answered in the negative. She wondered and then pulled her top off shoulder and showed my cousin her red marks. I had opened my eyes half-way and was almost trembling and dizzy. This was the first time I was seeing some skin in a sexualized way. My cousin exclaimed that she must be wearing a tight bra for that to happen. She advised her to remove her top and she obliged. I still wonder how she could get people to strip so effortlessly. Naina now sat there with just a nude-colored bra and pajamas. Shriya moved in closer over me and tugged at her straps, checked the under-wire. She looked like a doctor. The chemistry between them amazed me. Naina did not seem one bit shy. Both were totally at ease. My cousin swooped in closer, almost crushing my penis under her knee and removed her bra hook. Naina did the rest. I got to saw real naked young virgin firm breasts for the first time ever. They weren't all that big, but looked extremely attractive somehow. She had these dark and round nipples. To give you an idea, they were pretty close to what Miley's boobs look. Yes, I was 12 with puberty running menace in my body and now a good-looking chic sitting topless in front of me. Not to mention, my penis pressed under my sister's leg. I really don't know after that I slept or just fainted.

 Trust me, the way you feel it then you never ever do again. The innocence of that moment is so awesome that those who have missed it have missed a lot in life.


To be continued......