Lessons From Mom -Part #1

Lessons from Mom – Part One

My father, an alcoholic, left home when I was 8. I lived with my Mom and brother in an apartment until toward the end of WW II, at which time I was 15/16 years old. My brother had enlisted in the Navy, so it was just Mom and me all alone. Mom was in her late 40’s, I guess, a pretty red head, a mature figure, and worked hard to support two kids during some difficult times. She had a responsible job and did enjoy being with her friends over a beer or two after work and she enjoyed playing bridge with some of her lady friends a couple of times a month. I was a typical youngster, I suppose, and had had some adolescent exploration with a few of my buddies like any other normal kid. You know, comparing cock sizes, jacking off, something together, circle jerks at Boy Scout Outings around a bonfire, you know, just regular stuff.

I did, on a few occasions, go a bit further with one buddy, Sam Powers, when we would sleep over or would have some privacy after school, prior to my Mom coming home. Sam, was black, not real dark, but black nevertheless, and we played baseball together and shared many secrets about our desires and fantasies. We did things like measuring our cocks, touching one another, stroking each other and we had even tried sucking each other’s cock on several occasions too. Not too surprising, Sam was much larger, cock wise, than I and I guess at the time, I was maybe 7 or 7 ½ inches hard. Sam on the other hand was probably 8 ½, very thick and circumcised. The knob of his cock was kind of purple and very large. I remember I was only able to get the head of his cock into my mouth and not much more but that seemed to give him a great deal of pleasure. We had sucked each other several times before I was the first to take his load of cum in my mouth. He really freaked out when it happened and it was an awesome event in my life. I actually enjoyed the entire experience. Sam reciprocated, but with a little less enthusiasm than I did, I think I too enjoyed immensely being sucked off.

During that period of time, there was a typewritten story being circulated around the school comprising of about 20 pages of single spaced typing called “Behind the Green Door” and Sam and I both would read sections of the story and “flog our dog” as the saying goes. I was captured with that story because it included women licking other women, a black man fucking a white girl who had been kidnapped and made to perform on a stage for the audience to enjoy watching her be violated. I thought about that story all the time and would even jack off in my bed at night right next to Mom’s bed, as we both had a double bed.