For an adolescent boy….for me anyway…puberty hit me like a train and after the trauma of my voice breaking, and hair sprouting everywhere, coupled with the horror embarrassment of nocturnal emissions, my thoughts quickly turned to girls. Everything about them fascinated me. Tits, asses, hips, pussies&h...
And I quickly learned they were way ahead of me and adept in fending off the clumsy advances I made. I had girl friends..but no girlfriends. It would be a girl friend who one day just sai,d “Hmm…I’d love to watch a boy wank.” It turned out girls wonder about us as much as we ... » Read more