'89 - Journal Entry 3: Homo-experimentation (
It’s said to be normal for boys to experiment with each other growing up; raging hormones, personal discovery or just downright playfulness among cousins and even siblings, or a close-knit brotherhood over a period of time. Add a combo of pussy-hungry perverts fuelled by porn with relatively liberal parents, and you get the very common slumber parties we had, I think that phase lasted throughout my teenage years…
Moving from Leeds to London in Oct ‘82 meant we had to temporarily live with mum’s female friend & her son till we got settled. She too had roots in Leeds with 6 other sisters, meant that I kind of had an unofficial adopted family, which is where this “cousin” comes from you’ve heard me mention…he had real cousins that we’d occasionally visit back in Chapeltown, and at times different Aunts with their varying numbers of c***dren, would also visit my “cousin” to stay for a while.
During these times I discovered that one or two of my “cousin’s” cousins were also freakily perverted, and I think this was a bit before I turned 13 and hadn’t experienced my first climax yet. I don’t recall how I got in this position, but I remember fooling around with a cousin named Patrick in a fort we made in my room, which only involved touching ourselves and talking filth, cracking jokes about the female body, which we both lusted over of course, being happily “gay” and giddy boys in our own secret world.
Moving from Leeds to London in Oct ‘82 meant we had to temporarily live with mum’s female friend & her son till we got settled. She too had roots in Leeds with 6 other sisters, meant that I kind of had an unofficial adopted family, which is where this “cousin” comes from you’ve heard me mention…he had real cousins that we’d occasionally visit back in Chapeltown, and at times different Aunts with their varying numbers of c***dren, would also visit my “cousin” to stay for a while.
During these times I discovered that one or two of my “cousin’s” cousins were also freakily perverted, and I think this was a bit before I turned 13 and hadn’t experienced my first climax yet. I don’t recall how I got in this position, but I remember fooling around with a cousin named Patrick in a fort we made in my room, which only involved touching ourselves and talking filth, cracking jokes about the female body, which we both lusted over of course, being happily “gay” and giddy boys in our own secret world.
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