Summer School Parts 1-3

Prologue: This is a story of discovery. It centers on some young teens with little sexual experience other than a natural exploration of their individual bodies. They have reached a point of comfort with self (but private) masturbation but are still easily embarrassed by anyone knowing even this much about them. The story is written in a way that people who grew up in the seventies might remember their own adventures into sexual activity. The parents in this story are pretty liberal and supportive when learning of their children’s puberty or the natural feelings that they have. There is honest teenage angst, worry, excitement and love. I hope you enjoy this series. It is both sweet and at times humorous. This is an eight part story. If you would like more, let me know.

First Look – Part 1 – Daryl

Daryl sat on his bed and looked out at the neat yards across the road. He was a little bored and was contemplating whether to ride to town or just ride around in general. It was summer. His friends were off on vacations for at least two weeks and maybe longer. His own parents were working class and as unusual as it was in the 70’s, his mom worked too. She didn’t when he was too young to look after himself, but when he was older, she was off to work. His family needed the money. He was now 14 and used to being on his own.

During the summer, and living out of town a ways didn’t make for a lot to do. There were neighbors around, and he kept busy with chores, but sometimes he got a bit lonely. He would ride his bike down the road and just kind of look around to see other people once in a while. Cindy lived at the end of the cul-de-sac and she was his age.

Cindy was nice enough, but he thought she was more interested in older boys. She had more noticeable boobs than many other girls her age, a nice slim waist and long blondish brown hair. She kind of carried herself more like a woman than a girl. She was quiet and kept to herself a lot. He thought she was kinda stuck-up and a bit intimidating, but at least she was someone to talk too once in awhile. Daryl was a bit taller than Cindy, and was quite thin, though strong from working around the farm. He was beginning to mature also. His stomach was showing signs of definition, his shoulders were squaring off, his legs were beginning to thicken and of course he had been getting frequent erections for no apparent reason. This was quite embarrassing sometimes.

One time, when his mom and dad were out, he went to bed and woke up when he heard them come home. It was late and he was awake, but still very groggy. The summer heat had caused him to kick off his covers. He was in his underwear. His mom, as usual opened his bedroom door to check on him, which wasn’t unusual, but this time he heard a small gasp from her and she beat a hasty retreat.

He wondered what she gasped at and could hear her talking to my dad. “Daryl is most definitely becoming a man!” she whispered to his dad.

“How do you know” his dad chuckled.

“He’s in his underwear on his back and his penis is most definitely pushing up on them” countered his mom.

His dad was very relaxed about this and in a calming voice asked why she was shocked. “Well, there you go. He is 14 you know, and getting erections is just part of his maturing. You know about this stuff. Why are you so surprised?”

Daryl could almost see his mom thinking as she finally asked. “Do you think he’s masturbating?”

“Probably, but so what? All boys masturbate and even if they don’t, he might just cum in his sleep. Don’t be shocked to find stains on his underwear or sheets, and for Christ’s sake, don’t mention it too him. He’s probably very worried about being caught or confronted. If he has questions, he’ll ask.”

“Do you think you should talk to him about girls?”

“Baby you know much more about girls than I do. You talk to him if you want.”

He was sooo embarrassed that his mom had seen his erection and that they were talking about him jacking off. He’d been jacking off for several months. It was the talk of all the boys he hung out with. Some even proudly boasted about how far they could shoot their stuff from their cocks. Daryl knew that their ‘stuff’ was actually their semen. He could tell when he was getting close to needing to do something when he got hard. He’d get a sort of urgency down there that both aroused and frustrated him. He knew that ‘masturbating’ was same thing as ‘jacking off, but he wanted to find out more about sex in general. It was summer, and the girls anywhere near his age that he did see, were wearing summer clothing and bathing suits that proudly displayed their assets. He would find himself staring at their breasts imagining his latest vision standing before him naked and proud and smiling at him as he shot his ropes of cum into the air. He loved looking at their nakedness even if only in his imagination. Of course never having actually seen a naked girl for real, he wasn’t absolutely certain he had it right. The chance to find out came a few days later. He was on one of his little trips down to Cindy’s house when he saw her riding her bike up the road towards him. As she got closer, she waved and stopped.

“Hi Daryl, whatcha doing? She asked. She was riding a newer 10 speed, and was now standing astride it with both feet firmly on the ground. It was only 9:00 am and the sun was already hot. Her hair was drawn back in a pony tail and she was wearing short blue jean cutoffs and a pop top patterned in the paisley art style predominant at the time. Her tummy and belly button were showing and her boobs were well defined. Her blue eyes were locked on his as she waited for an answer.

“Hi Cindy. Actually I was just riding around to see what’s happening. What are you up to?”

Cindy looked almost reluctant at first, but she decided that she may as well tell him the truth. “Don’t laugh but I was going to the library to look for a book. I am soooo bored. I know…kinda lame hey?

Seeing her discomfort, he put her at ease. “You know what? That’s a great idea. Want some company?

“Really? You want to go to the library with me?

“Sure. Why not? I’m not doing anything and maybe there’s a book I’d like.”

Cindy relaxed her shoulders and he could see a smile form. “Ok, sure. C’mon then.”

The library was only a mile or so down the road in the small downtown area. It was Wednesday and pretty quiet even in town. As they rode, Daryl couldn’t keep his eyes off her butt and boobs. Her but would wiggle provocatively as she peddled and her boobs, which were not huge, but still very evident, would hang down and jiggle slightly as she leaned forward. They parked their bikes in the bike stand and went in. The place was dead empty. Cindy kind of led the way and then stopped at an area called ‘Romance’. She started pulling out books one at a time, looking at the covers and thumbing through the pages scanning them a bit. Daryl just stood there watching her. One book in particular seemed to interest her in a bit of a different way. She colored a bit in her neck and face and her breathing seemed to become a bit deeper and ragged. She looked at him, got redder and said “Daryl, why don’t you look around a little. I know boys aren’t interested in romance books. I’ll find you when I’m ready to go.”

Daryl was very interested in why Cindy had become so obviously flustered but wandered slowly away and began looking at what was where in the place. In an aisle that held suspense books there was also a long with a section on health and self-help. He started by looking at the suspense books slowly working his way down from the beginning of the aisle to the end. When he began moving from suspense into the health and self-help area, he noticed a few books there that had the word ‘sex’ on them. Ding, ding, ding!

He remembered then wanting to see if he could find about more about sex, and girls in particular He found a book called ‘Everything You Want to Know about Sex’ with a pencil type drawing of a man and a woman on the front. Opening it up, this book was like nothing he could have ever imagined. It showed naked men and women in all kinds of sex acts and explained it all. Though the pictures were just drawings, they were very detailed and he found himself looking at naked pussy’s and boobs and erections all over the place. He found out that even girls masturbated, and about them getting wet and their vulva and clitoris. He saw pictures of girls getting their pussy’s licked and how important it was to pay attention to their clitoris and to be gentle.