Boarding School

 

When I was eleven, I went off to boarding school.

It was co-ed, and there had my first taste of girls, literally. She was 16, my best friend's sister, wavy blonde, big boobs, long legs and a very short uniform.

And I never wondered why she insists on hanging from the playground equipment in a short skirt. I was so innocent, never occurred for me to touch her boobs (nor anywhere else). When she took me to the back of the block just before lights out, no dirty deed ever cross my mind. She would kiss me passionately with her tongue wiggling in my mouth.

I look back with REGRET, missed opportunities, especially when her brother casually mentions having seen her erect nipples and pale boobs in the shower!

Never did drugs, wasn't suspended or expelled and kept my hands mostly to myself. Hands to myself in the shower that was, fantasizing about those breasts. It was in the shower when I had my first cum, not orgasm mind you, orgasms, I've had plenty.

Had another damn friend who kept plying me with dirty magazines, the one photo which sticks in my mind was of a guy straddling a girl, fucking her boobs. That image seared into my brain and to this day is my ultimate unfulfilled fantasy.

Kissed another girl, she was French, freckles and a real cutie. We lived in the same city and met up even when we went home from boarding school during the school holidays.

Strolling in the afternoon downpours, soaked to the skin, her blouse and bra becomes see-through. Ahhh, to be young once again. Je t'aime mon ami.

Junior

 

Attended another Catholic institution in pursuit of a decent education. Totally infatuated with this young lady, her face, now beyond recall. Was so madly in L - O - V - E, manage to have my parents name my sister after her. No doubt, poor sis, is today eternally grateful!

Progressed onto a large junior school. It was an odd setup, there was morning and afternoon school, and never will the two sets of pupils meet, nor interact.

This bastard, Micky kept picking fights with me, and I still remember his smug face. There was another kid, forever suffering from diarrhea. All the kids would have to assemble in lines when returning to class, and it was definitely no fun following him. He would often try to hide the brown stain with his bag as we marched back to class in our starched white uniform.

Corporal punishment at assembly were pretty common, had a close shave once and almost crapped myself in the Principal's office. He had a rack that held a variety of canes, from the thinnest to thick sticks.

After school, I discovered my parents stash of Oui magazines and boy, did I have a good time. I'm sure, my love of women, boobs and pussy stem from those magazines, throw in a sprinkling of hormones, stirred with puberty.

Oui aside, started to enjoy Enid Blyton too, Famous Five and the Blah... of Adventure.

Big Town Boy

 

Dad quit the government service and we moved to the big town where he ran a business with his siblings and father. As a newbie in town, we lived in a third floor apartment while looking for a place to call home. I remember the shiny parquet flooring.

When Dad went to work, Mum became friendly with the neighbours, especially this American lady. She had a daughter. Think she was blonde with blue eyes. But, Cathy is a faded memory. Kathy or Cathy, now a blur.

On the ground floor corner of our apartment block was a toy store. There, I would spend my hard earned 10 cents on a fake ring for Cathy, or was it Kathy.

Old School Days

 

Back to where it all began, a little boy growing up in a provincial town. I attended a Catholic kindergarten, the name escapes me now.

I remember the coconut trees and a sloping embankment going down to the river. As little kids, we were told never to go down that slippery slope.

As children, we had forced afternoon siestas. Not always tired. This was when I 'discovered' the pleasure of playing with my cock, my first ever wank, spanking that tiny monkey.

Mum caught me of course, don't remember any punishment. More a 'Tut, tut. Please don't do that.'

Too young to be embarrassed...