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66 lines
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* * * MY FIRST CIRCLE JERK * * *
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When I was a kid, we lived in a tiny town out in the country. There were
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a lot of young families there and they all had kids around the same age,
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ranging from twelve on up to sixteen or seventeen. Of course, there were
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yonger and older kids, too; b ut the
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I was on the younger end of this pecking order, and so I was usually more
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of a tag-along than a participant. There were about six or seven of us. We
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played together, went swimming in farm ponds together. The normal stuff boys
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do. We also had circ le jer
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I remember the first time I ever was included in one of these.
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One of the guys; Bobby, who was on the older end, had just entered puberty
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and and was bragging to us that he was old enough to cum now.
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I don't think any of the rest of us had actually started cumming yet, but
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some were getting about "ripe"; so we all hooted that he was just bragging.
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"Nah! No way! Put up or shut up!"
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Well, Bobby wasn't about to let us call his bluff. He said, "OK! If you
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guys don't believe me, I'll prove it."
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He told us all to come on out to the henhouse where we wouldn't be seen.
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When we got out there, all the older guys pulled out their joints and started
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stroking off. The couple of us who were only 12 or so, hadn't even grown any
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pubic hair yet, let along
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They all stood around pullingtheir meat for all they were worth, but no
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one touched anyone else. After all, they were tough guys, and tough guys don't
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play with other guys' dicks! In just a very few minutes the other guys had all
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reached their clim axes,
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He labored arduously on his prong. Beeds of sweat popped out on his
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forehead as he beat his meat for all he was worth! But no results. The guys
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watched and waited, but still nothing. I think this would be called
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performance anxiety today, but bac k then
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They were beginning to get bored, and a little nervous. "What is old lady
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Barnes was to come out to gather eggs, and caught us all watching Bobby jack
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off?! So we told him, we knew he was just bragging and we began to leave.
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Looking back, there were a lot of things that could be said about Bobby,
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but "quitter" wasn't among them. He came right along with the bunch as we
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walked back toward the house, flogging his whang all the way.
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Just as we were rounding the corner of the shed, past the water pump and
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almost to the corner of the house Bobby gasped in a loud whisper, "I'M CUMMIN'"
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We all grouped around him in a tight circle and watched in open-mouthed
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amazement as Bobby demonstrated one of the wonders of nature that to this day
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still holds me in utter fascination. Cum began to shoot out of the end of his
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very ample sized dic k in l
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The show was over and Bobby slung the last drops of that lovely load off
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his hand where they joined their brothers on the ground in mute witness that
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Bobby was a man of his word. He shook his still stiff rod and put it back in
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his overalls with an e xagger
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Each of us had our own thought, too shy or embarassed to voice them. But
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I know mine were, "Gee! Bobby has a big old peter! I sure would like to play
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with it till it shots out that funny white stuff again!"
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I nearly got the chance, too; once: but that's another story.
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