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He talked about being scared about leaving home, and I confessed I would be very lonely without him. we talked, hugged, and held onto each other the whole night. The week before he was to leave, Todd crawled into my bed, some- thing he had done since we were really young kids. Of course my cock would get hard, and Todd knew I wasn't too upset. I acted like I was tolerating it, but I secretly loved it. Then he would massage my ass, and poke my asshole with his finger from time to time. Instead of smacking my bar- eass, he would grab and hold on, until I stopped trying to get away. Then the summer before Todd was to leave for college, he and I started doing more things to each other. Todd and I did the usual things, mutual masturbation and shooting our cum, competing for distance, etc.
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Of course I loved seeing him naked or more often wearing only his jockstrap and dancing around the room. Of course Todd did his share of smacking my butt and goosing me from time to time, but he didn't seem to mind it either. I would always be naked in our room, and the family knew it. It was part of the fun Todd and I enjoyed together as we entered puberty, and our confusing teen years. My brother and I always played that game, and traded off winning and loosing. So sometimes I would slow down just to feel one of the guys reach around my dangling cock and balls and pull me under. And being a good swimmer, I would always win. I loved it and would go every minute I could with or without my brother or father.Īs I grew older, of course, I knew I couldn't run down the street naked anymore, but the "Y" still kept me naked and lovin it!! We added the game of dick tag, of course, another part of being naked I liked. So my dad had the idea of enrolling me in the YMCA where all the boys and men swam naked in a large indoor pool. When the family went to the beach, I thought it very natural to strip naked and run into the cool water. As soon as she would turn around, I'd be bareass and running out the door. My mom still tells stories about how at the age of 2 thru 6, she couldn't keep me in clothes.