I had been very
interested in girls even more so than before and I had began to hump my pillow more and more and one day I had thought that I had peed on my pillow, I had been confused because I had not felt like I had to go to the bathroom. It had not been like I had a male in the household that could answer any of my questions about what could have been wrong with me, my Grandma had caught me a few years early playing with myself and she had told me that the angels in heaven had been watching me. So I had stopped touching myself and found that by humping things it had felt better and as my Grandma had not said anything regarding that, I had found a fun solution to the problem and no angels could see me. I had Sex Education in the 4th grade but had not been mature enough to understand any of it and I had known that at the time, my penis had been to small for that white balloon. Sex Ed. had taught me that sneezing on a girl would get her pregnant as I had been a guy and had seeds in my head, maybe that is why people cover up their mouths when they sneeze. I can also recall that day when I found a hair growing from my left underarm and I had ran through the new apartment screaming that I had been starting poverty, I had gotten the words mixed up and what I should have said had been puberty but at the time I had no idea what I had been beginning. I had noticed years earlier that I had always had a little wet spot in my Batman briefs after I had no longer felt the need to keep humping but, I had always thought that it had just been sweat. Looking back now for this post, I had really regretted the fact that I had never had an older male in the house to ask what I had been going through. Being a boy, I had always wondered if it had been the right size and I had never gotten that answered until I had lost my virginity at the age of 22. I had realized later on in life that the information I had gotten from guys my own age as well as the TV had never been very accurate.
oi! it's tre brother. Good to see your still livin life and writin your shit. Fb me your number or somethin so I can call ya. Miss you man.
ReplyDelete