TRUE FIRST TIME TALES
Tracy N's First Time
I grew up in a small Illinois city on the Illinois River, about a hundred miles southwest of Chicago. It wasn't very big, but it was big enough to take up land on both sides of the river. It had a couple of state highways, and the interstate went past on the very north end of town. At least it was big enough to have a public high school, a Catholic high school, and a Wal-Mart.
I had pubes before my friends. I was twelve when my crotch started itching in class, and during the school year I started getting hairs around the base of my dick. By summer I had a little crescent of hair above my dick, and my dick was getting bigger and longer, and my balls were getting bigger and hanging down and getting caught in my underwear sometimes. That smarts. So I started wearing briefs under my boxers.
I think I started to figure out that I was gay in eighth grade. We had started showering for gym in seventh grade, and that was kind of both interesting and a drag. I mean, seeing naked guys was interesting, having them see me naked was kind of a drag - mostly because they thought I was turned on. I had the biggest dick in the seventh grade. They thought it was because I was getting hard, but it wasn't. It was just long and hung down a ways. Only a few of us had pubes, and I had the most. I had black hair, so they really showed up, too.
In eighth grade, seeing the other guys naked was getting really interesting. I did sort of get hard sometimes. But since it was still the biggest in my grade, everyone thought I was turned on anyway. And that was the year I started beating off and thinking about playing with the other boys dicks.
The summer after eighth grade, we moved. So suck. The new town was smaller, not very far from the one I had grown up in. I'd have to ride the bus back to my old town. How stupid is that? And the town was fucking tiny. In had nothing on the south side of the river at all, and what was on the north side was like a neighborhood in my old town, and that was it. And we moved into a trailer park, way up on the north side. Geeze. But at least it was a nice one. No rentals, so people took care of their shit. It wasn't very big, either. Just a couple of streets. There wasn't a lot of kids, and I didn't see anyone my age at all. A couple of kids younger, and a couple older, and it was soon obvious that the new guy wasn't welcome. I ended up staying inside a lot. Thankfully we had central air.
I hadn't had a lot of friends before, but now I had none. I hoped that when school started I could make some new ones. But I was going to be pretty lonely at home all summer.
Behind my trailer was one that had the back bedroom at that end, so my window looked out at the window of that bedroom. It had a huge window, and I could tell it was the master bedroom and had its own bathroom in it. My parents' bedroom had its own bathroom, too, but it was in the front of our trailer. The other trailer window had curtains hanging at it, parted in the middle and held back.
So I put my desk so I could look out the window, and I spent a lot of time at my computer and looking out the window at the boys playing at the basketball half-court I could just see part of between the trailer behind mine and the trailer next to it with the old couple in it. Looking at the boys playing was about my only entertainment as far as looking at boys. The internet wasn't as big as now, and porn was hard to find and was mostly pictures of men and women together, and none my age. So I soon got to like looking at men.
I had seen the guy living in the trailer behind ours a few times. He was gone at night, so I figured he worked nights. He was about twenty-five or older. He was handsome, and in good shape, with blond hair and a nice face. The porn on the computer had pretty much gotten me used to thinking of adults when I thought of sex, so I thought about what he would look like naked and often beat one off thinking about him.
It was about two weeks after moving in that I first saw the guy in his bedroom. He had the window up, and must have turned off the central air. It was a kind of cool night. Usually I didn't see him during the night, but this was a weekend, so I guess he wasn't working tonight. He was wearing jogging shorts and no shirt, and cleaning his room. Then he used he vacuum cleaner. It was easy to see him in the lights of his room, since it was dark outside. I only had my computer on, so my room was mostly dark. I turned the screen off to make sure he couldn't see me and watched him. It was kind of exciting. I could see his chest and legs, and his shorts were a little tight, so I could make out his tight butt and even that he had wasn't wearing any underwear by the shapes in front. I got pretty turned on, and shoved a hand in my pants.
I was playing with my dick, and imaging him naked, when I heard my parents laugh at something on tv in the living room, so I pulled my hand out of my pants. He finished cleaning his room and turned off the lights and walked down his hallway and disappeared in the front room. I watched and waited, but he didn't come back for a long time.
I waited for my parents to go to bed so I could close my bedroom door and look at porn and whack off.
He came back to his room a few times, and once I was playing a game on my computer, and when I looked, he was looking at me. When he saw me look up, he smiled and waved. I waved out of natural response before I even thought. He got something, then went back to the front of his trailer.
Later, my folks came to say goodnight, and then went to bed. It was almost midnight. I waited a while, watched a little tv, and then closed my door. I turned on the computer and started looking at porn with the sound way down on the tv in case my parents came to my room for something. They sometimes did if they saw my light on, but rarely did if only my tv was on and they could hear it.
While I was looking at porn, with my pants open and my dick out, the guy came into his room. His light came on, and I almost jumped out of my chair. I knew he couldn't see where my hands were, so that was fine, but it was still a huge turn-on. With my tv and computer screen on, he saw me, and waved. I waved back.