Many firsts
I was six years old, and in my class at school there was a girl named Jody Chandler. What exact chain of events led up to this I can no longer recall, however it came to pass that one day we were sat together at the back of the classroom drawing crude crayon drawings of men with huge cocks.

Anyhow, out of the blue she asked me if she could come into the toilet with me. Confused, unsure, but with a strange and inexplicable eagerness driving my actions, I said okay.

We walked into the cubicle and with confidence belying her years she grabbed my trousers, tugged them straight down, and there in front of me jutted something I don't recall ever seeing before that moment; I have since learned that it is called an "erection", and surely an example so fine can seldom have been seen on a six year old boy.

We both stood there staring at it, neither quite sure what to do with it. But suddenly there it was again, that uncanny voice in the back of my mind, now compelling me to return the compliment and yank down her elasticated green nylon flares.

But before I could act, the cubicle door, which evidently neither of us had remembered to lock behind us, flew open. And there stood this kid called Craig, a bit of a dirty gippo type not too popular. His jaw hit the floor, his eyes bulged, and he blurted out "uuuh! aah! ummmmm! I'm telling Miss!"

Quick as a flash, Jody said to him "I'll stop you telling"; she grabbed him by the front of his shirt, pulled him into the now rather crowded cubicle - and gave me an almighty shove. Out I flew, the door slammed shut, and there I was stood in the middle of the school with my pants round my ankles, a great big hardon, and an irresistable urge to cry.

Many lessons were learned on that day.
(Ali Bongo 9000 Ali Bongo 9000, Thu 20 Oct 2005, 13:59, Reply)