Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. A true story from my childhood. When I was about 7 my family went to visit my grandparents in Arkansas. They lived out in the country with a cotton field and a bayou close by. My brothers and I would walk down there with one of our uncles and do some fishing. I was the oldest child of 3. I had short, curly, strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, probably about 70 pounds, 3'8. My brothers were younger than me Albert was the middle child, he had blonde hair, blue eyes-he was age 5 1/2. My younger brother Anthony looked like my dad-dark hair and dark brown eyes he was 4 1/2. My uncle asked my parents if he could walk my brothers and I down to the bayou. They had no reason to believe that he would hurt any of us. Why should they? After we got down there my brothers did their own thing while we were at the bayou so they didn't notice my uncle and what he was doing to me. He asked if he could touch me in certain places and would point to where he wanted to touch. He was my uncle I trusted him and shyly said yes. First he asked to touch my nips and he cupped each one gently rubbing his finger over the tips-not that I had much there back then. It felt good so when he asked to touch me lower, I again said yes. He seemed a little hesitant but finally gave in to his resistance since I had already said yes. Since I was wearing baggy shorts he tenderly cupped my mound through my clothes and sort of rubbed up and down through my legs. Then with his thumb he reached inside my shorts and rubbed over my panties where my pee pee was. I think his touches started to effect me and I started to sway. That's when he held me to his chest my back to him. He whispered something in my ear like moaning which I didn't realize till latter in life what it meant. He asked if he could put his hands in my panties and I couldn't say no it felt too good so he continued what he was doing. He fiddled with my pee pee inside my panties and kissing my neck and telling me that I was such a good girl-I liked the praise. I'm not sure what happed after that maybe someone interrupted us. I don't remember if it ever happened again and a few days latter we headed home. A few days after returning home from out trip my mother caught me masturbating. She started yelling at me and told me, "Little girls shouldn't do that." I was mortified, I had no idea anything I was doing was wrong. So after that when I needed to masturbate I would either be in my room or the bathroom. I found that I could get the same pee pee feeling that my uncle had done, by rolling up a towel and move my hips into it. I now know that it was humping-back then it was the greatest feeling for me. And I still masturbate that way. One night the family was watching TV and Albert and I were lying on the floor. I reached over and played with his hair till he fell asleep. I think that's about the time we started (playing/experimenting) together. It wasn't an everyday thing-but because of boredom we tried different stuff together over a period of about 3 years. When I was about 11 I started noticing other boys. But during those 3 years my brother and I tried different things. We lived in a two-bedroom house so my brothers and I shared a room. My bed was close to Albert's and I would climb in bed with him after my parents left the room. My youngest brother Anthony never cared to join us but never told what we did. While I was in Albert's bed I would reach under the covers and fiddle with his pee pee. He always enjoyed it and would lie very still. I liked getting him hard and would see his pee pee twitching by the way of our night light. I always liked seeing it jump it was like my touch was powerful. He never came that I recall-probably to young. On another occasion my mom was taking a nap and we were watching TV liked she told us to. But we got bored and I reached over and rubbed his pee pee area getting him hard. He didn't like his underwear on so he took them off and let me touch his bare skin. We sat there side by side watching TV while I stroked him. I bet I did him a good 30 minutes. He was still too young to cum though. A few years latter we moved into a bigger house in the country. I had my own room then. Our new house meant new possibilities especially since there's not much to do. He had a fascination with my butt. I would be on all fours and he would just rub my butt over and over. Then I would stand up and he would be behind me and I would rub my ass into his pee pee-grinding. There was this one other time that we came close to doing the total sex act. We were messing around in my bedroom naked, on my bed. I was laying on my bed with my butt in the air for him. I was masturbating like I usually do and Albert was watching me. He then climbed on top of me his pee pee was between my butt cheeks and he was humping me while I masturbated. At the time neither of us knew what we were doing only that it felt good. I told him he was getting heavy so he got off of me and I laid down on the bed with my legs spread and he knelt in front of me. For some reason I wanted his pee pee in mine so I urged him closer by squeezing his butt cheeks. He was almost inside me when our little brother interrupted us. That's the last time I recall we ever did anything like that again. I couldn't tell you why. I do know that even to this day we both have a high sex drive. Was it because of the early masturbating? Who knows! Only reason I know he has a high sex drive is because of the many girlfriends he has had over the years. He isn't getting satisfied with one girl and moves to the next. My brother and I grew apart and as teens had nothing in common and would fight a lot. I also wonder why I don't recall more of my childhood! Maybe I tried to block out parts of it for some reason.