Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Bare CatTales Title: My Earliest Memoirs 04 Summary: A detailed account of my early sexual exploits Keywords: Warning! Mb(6), NC, Oral Right now, this is written in memoir format. Eventually I would like to rewrite these using traditional story-format, using poetic license to fill in the gaps. Feedback is most certainly welcome! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The rest of that year, I found myself naked as much as possible. My friends and I would intentionally dare each other to streak from bush to bush in the front yard near the street. It was intensely exhilarating. We would play with each other penises, and I had my secret hobby of masturbation that kept me occupied for long periods of time. I am not sure exactly when this next memory falls into the timeline, but after this event many of my memories turn much more sexual. And it is a jumbled pattern that I have managed to piece together with some solidarity. It is true to the best of my knowledge but I don't know if there was more to it. I seem to have blocked or otherwise chosen to forget. For me, it is the difference of consent and non-consent. Of wanting to do something with someone and being made to. It is a short section of my life and really cannot be put with other memories. I was alone in the car in the back seat. I believe it was my uncle who had been driving, and it was in his car that I was in. He had gone inside what I think was his college for some reason. Society was different back then and people were less afraid to leave kids unattended for short periods of time. Well since I was alone, I began to engage in what had become my favorite pastime; playing with myself. I don't know how long it was, but I do remember there was a tap on the window. I looked up in horror as I pulled a flap of cardboard, that had been lying on the back carseat, over my lap to cover myself as my pants were around my ankles. I would like to say it was a police officer or a security guard, but I am not sure. I just recall a uniform of some sort that had a badge on the breast. He opened the back door of the car and sat down, holding his billed cap and asked me where my parents were and I mumbled that my uncle was inside the building. He asked me what I was doing and I didn't answer, but he lifted the cardboard to expose my now shriveled penis and bare thighs. I remember that I was terrified that he would lock me in jail for what I was doing. Instead, he reached down and felt me, I remember his fingers felt rough. He asked me if it felt good and because I was scared of what he would do, I just nodded. He took that as consent to go further and brought my legs up unto the seat so that I was sitting sideways and sucked on me. I don't remember it being pleasurable or anything except being scared. I could feel his badge, cold, hard and sharp against my leg though. Eventually, he had enough of giving me oral sex and sat back up and undid his pants and took out his erection. He guided my head to his lap. I remember that he smelled badly of smoke and sweat. I didn't like it at all. Nor did I like the look of an adult penis, as it was the first one I saw. I remember trying to push back, but he held me by the back of the neck and told me it was ok, and that I had to do it because he did it to me first or that I would be in trouble when my uncle came out. I'm not sure if I was crying or not. I stopped resisting and he told me to open my mouth and let him put it inside. I never knew that smoke had a taste. It didn't last long as he was just too big and probably my teeth were a bit sharp, or maybe he was just too close to orgasm. He let me go and took matters into his own hands and soon put a handkerchief around the head of his penis. I didn't know it then, but he was ejaculating. I figured he was just wiping off the saliva. He did up his pants and told me not to tell anyone including my brother or I would get in big trouble, and the police would come to arrest me. Then he was gone. I don't even remember getting dressed. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ If you liked this story, or have suggestions, consider sending me a note with the form found on http://www1.asstr.org/~Bare_CatTales/index.html Would love to hear from you!!!