The ol' hide in the cupboard trick
The story of how I came to see was tricked into seeing my first naked boy.
Ok, so we were both about 6. Our mothers were friends, so about twice a week, while they were nattering downstairs, I was forced into his room to check out his new cars/ hot wheels track. And whenever we heard someone coming up, we would hide (not sure why).
Well one day, he says he hears someone, and rushes me to the wardrobe, closes the door. We sit in the dark for a minute, before I realise that no-one is coming. Then I turn around and grab his hand to pull him out. Mistake. He takes my hand and shoves it down to...well, you know. That's when I realise he is completly naked. Now this wouldn't seem too strange now, but to six-year-old me, who five minutes ago was playing with toy cars, it was confusing to say the least.
What I did next was to determine my future with naked boys.
I said "Well, that's just not fair" Grabbed his hand and shoved it down my frilly (age appropriate) pants.
When we came out of the wardrobe, it was as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't mentioned again until he tried to repeat the incident 10 years later, he wasn't as lucky that time.
(MissUnexpectedNuttering Mad to live, Mad to talk, and burn, burn, burn...., Wed 29 Jul 2009, 13:05, 3 replies)

Sweet
I think I like you already, haha!

*click*
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Wed 29 Jul 2009, 13:09, closed)

If only...
...life were still that simple.
(Pope Jamiroquai III, Wed 29 Jul 2009, 14:40, closed)

Clicks
Haha Welcome aboard.
(Eeeza bit Tidy A blink, a pause, a blush and then I knew., Wed 29 Jul 2009, 23:39, closed)