behind.
On another occasion about this time I was involved in an interesting role reversal and this was the only time in my early life where a girl initiated the activity. Two older girls that I knew slightly lived in a nearby street said they had something to give me and would I call around that afternoon after school. I did so and when I got there I was taken into what was obviously one girl's bedroom. I was told that it was a surprise, so I was asked to lie on the bed and close my eyes.
Suddenly the older sister held my arms while the younger started to remove my shorts. I was a bit frightened and started to struggle but to avail, as they were larger and stronger than I was. When they started to play with my penis and testicles, I suddenly realized that this was fun and lay back to enjoy it. With a bit of persuasion on my part, after a while the older one lifted her dress, removed her panties and allowed me play with her genitals but would not allow me to insert my finger in her “hole”. She quite well developed and this was my first real experience of full female pubic hair.
Terence Fitzbancroft
Memoir of a Young Gentleman Pervert
Teen Years
By now I was about 13 and had started masturbating, often two or three times a day. As I was older I had more freedom to travel around, and used to frequent a very large park on the outskirts of town. I should mention that during my wandering around this park I used to spend considerable time trying to see up girl's dresses to catch a glimpse of their panties or trying to see them getting changed.
In fact, this was the main reason I used to frequent the area.
Near the main gate of the park was a small swimming pool. I used to hang out around this area to talk to girls that I met, but few opportunities were available as this pool was very public with a lot of people passing.
About 300 yards away from the main public pool was a small, shallow paddling pool used by mothers with young children and was also used on occasion for paddling by older children. I liked to sit on the seats nearby because girls would often paddle in the pool and to do this, the common thing as for them to tuck the hem of their dress into the legs of their panties giving an almost bloomer like effect.
Because of this, I was often able to see their underwear and this gave me quite a thrill.
Nearby, and fairly secluded by trees, was an old dressing shed consisting of back to back male and female facilities.
Each half consisted of a changing room and a single toilet cubicle. This cubicle was roofed, but the changing area was open so there was plenty of light.
These areas were rather dilapidated and I had found a thin horizontal gap just above head height in the wall between the two changing areas. When there was nobody around, I was able to stand on the wooden form and use this gap to view in great detail what was happening in the other side. However as other boys often used the changing rooms, I had to constantly be on guard so this option was frequently not available, and I was in constant danger of being caught.
These buildings had been built very close to a large hedge and the rear wall had been sheathed in old corrugated Iron. I suspect like all town councils, years before when these had been built ours had saved money by using second hand iron. I had found that when nobody was looking, I was able to push between the hedge and this wall and, provided I was very quiet, nobody was ever aware that I was there.
Being used iron, there were quite a few nail holes in the wall so whenever opportunity permitted, I would sneak between the hedge and dressing shed and peer through these small holes.
On occasions I used to hide for sometimes up to an hour waiting until girls came to get changed. I was often successful in seeing girl's that were partially or completely nude, but as the holes were small my view was rather limited. However to my young teenage mind this was all tremendously exciting and I would sometimes wait there for an hour or more with my heart pounding to get a few minutes glimpse.
Once I saw two girls of about 13 or 14 come in and get undressed and to my excitement start to hug each other, then gently rub each others small breasts. This only lasted for a minute as they heard someone coming and stopped to put their swimsuits on.
Shortly after this I came close to my undoing. I used to talk to girls that I met and carefully “sound them out', usually with only limited success. One day I met a girl of probably the same age or a bit younger than myself. We walked around the park while I talked to her and eventually sat down on the edge of a small stream running one end.
At this point the stream was about 4 feet lower than the surrounding park and the lawns sloped down to the stream edge. There was nobody nearby, while ahead there was only bare lawn. It was over 200 yards to the nearest houses, so we really could not be seen. She didn't refuse any suggestions that I made so I soon had the crotch of her panties gently pulled to one side while I played with her clitoris and vulva.
She seemed almost impassive and strangely didn't seem to either like or dislike what I was doing. I found this very odd when I thought about it later, but I was to busy enjoying myself at the time to worry. She was the only girl that I “played with” that seemed like that. Most were either definitely “NO” or were very willing and seemed to enjoy the experience. When we finished I asked her to meet me there the following day.
She agreed and I rode home on my bicycle with great expectations for the next day.
About an hour later my brother came home and told me a lady was looking for a boy who had interfered with her daughter. He said that the description had sounded like me. Of course I denied this and I told him I had not been near the park. The girl had obviously told her mother and, as she could not find me, she had told this group of boys (my brother was one) to tell “the boy” if they found him, that she was going report him to the school headmaster. I was physically sick with worry for the next three days but nothing happened. I can only assume that the parents decided that it was not very serious and elected not to pursue the matter. However this put a damper on my activities and I kept well clear of the park for many months. This was very frustrating, as this had been my favorite happy hunting ground.
I seem to remember that I was about 14 and it was the following summer when I felt it safe to return to the park, but no opportunities presented themselves for quite a number of weeks. The next occasion also occurred at the park and was memorable because it was the only time I got involved with a boy and girl together and if I remember correctly, the first time I masturbated in front of a girl.
One day I was near the paddling pool and saw a girl and boy sitting in one of the many picnic seat seats that were scattered around. These were made of cast concrete with room for two to sit and had a small table in front to eat from. In fact, they looked not unlike old- fashioned school desks. The table had a modesty skirt down the front, which I always regretted as it concealed any chance of looking up girl's dresses. As they appeared to be very close and looked as if they were touching each other, I wandered over and after talking to them for a few minutes, I asked if they were playing “mothers and fathers”. They said, “No, we aren't', and although I was a bit disappointed, I continued to chat about school and anything I could think of. I soon found that the boy was not her brother, but was a friend from next door. I suppose she may have been about 12 and he could have been a year or two younger. With my heart beating furiously, after talking to them a few minutes, I asked if they were interested playing my game of “mothers amp; fathers”. They looked at each other, hesitated for a few seconds and then said yes.
I can still remember my heart felt as if it had jumped into my throat.
Back in those days, the park was on the outskirts of our small town and because it was very busy that day, I had no idea where to go, so I led them to the most remote Chapter of the park and a small rear exit. We rode on our bicycles away from the town where I hoped to find a secluded spot outside the park. On the road away from the town were some old fashioned very large, deep drains that were surrounded by weeds. This gave me an idea and, as one Chapter of the drain looked dry and accessible I jumped in to have a look. Deciding that it was suitable, I lifted my bike into the ditch, followed by theirs, and then helped them down. The drain was five feet deep at that point, and as high weeds surrounded it, cars could pass only 6 feet away and not see a thing.
This was the first time I had attempted this sort of activity with a boy present so I was a little cautious. First I said, “Be sure they knew what we were there for, I would show them inside my trousers.” I pulled the top open and my underpants down and they both looked, but of course my genitals were only partially visible. I asked if they still wanted me to remove my trousers. They both agreed, so I pulled then and underpants down.
Of course by then I had a full erection and the look on the young girl's face is one I have never forgotten. It was absolute amazement and I suspect almost a little terror, as her eyes nearly seemed to pop out. She had obviously never seen an erect penis before and she could not seem to take her eyes off it.
