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21-06-2010, 05:20 PM
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True Stories of my growing up years
Introduction – About the confused Boy.
I was born in 1978, in an average north Indian family where dad was in the military and was hardly at home. Mom was working as well to make ends meet to the family. So I grew up as a shy & reserved boy. When I was 5, I got a brother. So all the attention went to him. Mom stopped working to take care of us. Dad did try to spend time with us. But military life was still hard back in the 80’s. So I always had a difficulty in communicating with him while growing up. When I was in primary 2, I sort of had some independence as I would walk to & from school every day. Was a 15 min walk. (PS. Not like kids now days, even 5 min away, parents will drop & pick them up every day. Doesn’t if they are in Primary, Secondary or JC) In school, I didn’t have much friends. So I was always to myself and alone. When my class mates would talk, I would just quietly sit next to them and listen intently. As I was growing, there were some nights when I woke up to go to the toilet, I would see my dad watching tv. But when he noticed me, he would rush to grab the remote to reduce the volume. I didn’t care much but I did notice a black briefcase on the table with him. It was only 10 years later did I discover that he had Blue video tapes in the black briefcase.: Regards Anel King PS: Brothers and Sisters of SBF. 1 request, please do up my points if you like what you read. If you don't like it, just go on to the next thread. Thanks in advance. Also sorry for the long winded intro needed to give a clear back ground info about me before proceeding. 
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#2
22-06-2010, 11:08 AM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Chapter 1- My 1st Hard On(Cock Stand) – Don’t know why?
When I was in Primary 5, the movie Lambada come out. The news paper advertising the cinemas showing the movie, showed the sexy couple dancing and in sexy clothes. The whole town was talking about it and almost everyone went to see it. One day I got hold of it and flipped to the life section and was looking at the cinema section to see the ad on the movie. My god. The images were really erotic and sexy too. That was the 1st time I saw a women in a super short dress and tight top, showing her figure. That was the first time I got aroused by looking at a sexy women. I had my first hard on. I felt my underwear was too small as my cock was trying to grow. It was painful but I was excited at the same time. (Back then, no internet. So I had to be patient to find out what was happening to me) That night I was dreaming about the girl dancing and what happens and all. When I woke up in the morning, my shorts was damp and sticky. Embarrassed, I ran to take a shower. Only later in life I found out that that was a wet dream. I tried to ask my dad but he just told me I am too young to understand. One night I felt my cock stand again. I used my pillow to try to cover it as parent didn’t allow me to close my room door. But I felt pretty good about it and my hips started moving. I started to feel my cock was quite itchy, so I used my hand to hold it. Again, I felt another nice sensation. Slowly I started to shake up and down, up down up down. I started to get high and shiok. Next thing I knew, I hand had a warm sticky liquid. Stunned I woke up to freshen up. In the toilet, that was the first time I saw my Cum (Sperm/Army). I was confused and lost. But I had never felt so good before. In school one day, I overheard my friends about having wet dreams, sperm and PCC. I got into the conversation and told them what had happened to me. They just laughed and told me what it was. So, I had finally taken the first baby step in to adult hood and sex. Masturbation/PCC But looking for sexy women, that’s the next chapter. PS: Brothers and Sisters of SBF. 1 request, please do up my points if you like what you read. If you don't like it, just go on to the next thread. Thanks in advance.
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#3
24-06-2010, 12:12 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Chapter 2 – Masturbation, everyday!
It was around the same time as Lambada movie release that the papers started to print a lot of pictures of women in bra & panties, bikini & sexy outfits, models trying to show their assets. I had my first cock stand and I wanted more of it. I started to quietly cut out the pics of all these advertisements after my parent had read the papers and keep them in my room. After a few months, I think I had about 1000 plus pics in a folder. After everyone slept, I would take the folder out, switch on my torch light, drool at the pictures and masturbate every night. In the morning, just before showering, I would have a quick peek in the folder, and masturbate while showering. (A bit perverted right?) It was then that my parent started to notice that I spend too long in the shower. You know why lah. PSLE year, I started to slack in my studies a bit and scored average only in the mid year. I think, masturbated too much. But any way, because of my grades, I was made to sit at the back of the class. I would be lost in my own world thinking about women in bikinis & under wears. I even remember this one time I got too perverted. The teacher was conducting a class, I got pretty horny on trying to imagine how women would look like naked. I started to rub my cock, over my shorts. I rubbed till I was about to cum. I rolled up my shorts, put my brief aside, took out my cock head and rubbed till I came. Luckily, I think because I was 11, only a few drops of sperm came out and dropped onto the wooden chair. I got worried. I used my cock head to spread the sperm so that it would dry faster. Took a tissue and cleaned my cock. After that, almost every other day I would masturbate in class and would go to toilet to let my armies out. Now that I think back, now I know why I had a weak PLSE result. But looking for sexy women, that’s the next chapter PS: Brothers and Sisters of SBF. 1 request, please do up my points if you like what you read. If you don't like it, just go on to the next thread. Thanks in advance.
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#4
24-06-2010, 02:10 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Its either you post some of your VERy OWN stuffs or come clean apologise and start afresh! don keep asking for points when obviously you are getting the opposite!
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#5
24-06-2010, 02:43 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Hey
Why you copying my post? I put in all the hard work of typing out and you copy & paste it as your own. here is my original posting : Passage of time – From a Boy to a Man! Basket, be original lah. no wonder you lose so many points already. Regards Anel King
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#7
24-06-2010, 04:01 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Bro RedOmega
He even copied the same mistakes i made when i decided to change the chapters as i was typing out. Originally at the end of Chapter 1 I mentioned that Chapter 2 would be about Sexy women. Then before i typed chapter 2 i wrote that i was going to change the chapter. Idontknow did not. Also in some other post Idonknow has mentioned that he is chinese & has used chinese & hokkien words in his post. I am north indian, which i mentioned in my intro for my original posting : Passage of time – From a Boy to a Man! See Idontknow's 1st post of this thread quoted below: Quote:
 Regards Anel King Last edited by Anel King; 24-06-2010 at 04:14 PM.
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24-06-2010, 04:34 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
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#9
24-06-2010, 05:15 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Chapter 3 - Learning about the Women’s Body.
Too bad, back then, the teachers in my school were much older and not chio. I would fantasize about some of the girls I saw in my Saturday mother tongue school. Slim, ample decent breasted, sexy curvy legs, north Indian school girls in their teens. Although I was in primary 6, but they would come in their secondary school uniforms. Tight hugging PE Tshirts showing their bra and breast sizes. Short skirts so high up the thighs, you can almost see their panties. I would happily go every Saturday, just to see this art work of God, flaunting their stuff to all the older boys there. But I didn’t want to see them clothes up, I really wanted to see them naked. One day one of the older boys saw me drooling at the girls and noticed the tent that my pants was forming, during recess. He wanted to wacked me, grabbed me and pulled me into a toilet. He told me to stop looking at his girl like that. I told him I didn’t know who I was looking at, al I was doing was admiring them. He looked puzzled and ask if I saw any naked pics before. I shook my head. He was stunned. He said don’t worry but stop looking at girls like I was going to eat them. Let’s call his guy GP. He was one of the coolest guy in the Saturday school. Had the hottest girl as a GF. I actually looked up to him. He was about 17 that time. The following week after the near bashing from GP, before class started, he called me aside to talk. GP: You ever talked to you dad about women? Me: No. GP: How come? Me: Difficult to talk to him lah. Nothing to talk to him about or does he has in common with me to talk about. GP: Sad for you boy. (Tell me about it) GP: So what you know about women? Me: huh? GP: I mean, what do you see when you look at girls? Me: Chim sia. All I see is sexy women with a big chest. That’s all. GP looked at me stunned and laughed abit. GP: You are a small innocent boy. You want to learn about women? Me: Can you teach me? (With a big smile) GP: Later, during recess. Waited eagerly for recess. The minute the bell rang, I ran out of class and waited for GP at the designated place. GP walked cooly to the tree he told me with his bag. Took out what lloked like a magazine. And threw it at me. PLAYBOY MAGAZINE!!! Me: where did you get this from? GP: I just came back from LA for holidays, bought a number of the magazines. I can’t remember who was on the cover, all I saw was the naked lady with big boobs and a clean shaven CB, lying on a table sexily. GP sat next to me and gave me a crash course on women bodies. I flipped the pages and came to a page seeing a couple doing foreplay & F**king. Stunned for a while. GP said it’s the most natural and heavenly thing to do. He continued with the lesson. This went on for a few weeks until he migrated to the US & I lost touch with him. But ever since that lessons I got from GP, I started to have sex dreams & imaginations about what to do & how to have sex. Next chapter, New Environment Regards
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28-06-2010, 11:48 AM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Hey Clown IdontKnow
so looks like you waiting for me to post is it. well going to post later. lets wee what you will do. Regards Anel King
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#14
28-06-2010, 01:52 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Hello guys, sorry for the wait as I am afraid Anel King will copy and paste my story again... Here it goes
Chapter 4- New Environment One day my mom was cleaning up my room as we were shifting house that time and found my folder. That night I got shelling from mom and dad saying it’s not time yet for me to learn. But they didn’t know I was some basic education from GP. So we shifted to the Bedok South. I somehow passed my PSLE & got into Chai Chee Sec. Heard it was notorious. But I had no choice. I would walk to school every day through the private estate. And try to look into the houses to see if I was lucky. That will be in the next chapter. My school had a lot of mats & minahs. But many Indonesians as well. And of course the Chinese. So a pretty well mixed school. The Chinese girls those days didn’t have anything to see also. (Nowadays, I see the Chinese sec school girls having great bodies and shape. Wish I was young again) So I would only have majulah singapura for the minahs & indon girls. The minahs would wear tight fitting and short skirts, those that would cause zhaogeng easily. The indon assets were voluptuous. Big nehneh that were trying to burst out of their tops. It was like the girls wre just trying to tease us and make our cock stand. Every opportunity me & my friends got we would just stare at what they were trying to show us. I made a good circle of friends. Mats, Chinks, Euro & Indo. And all on the same wave length, Sex. But I couldn’t go out much as my parents were monitoring me. But one thing I am proud of is that I mange to stay as an above average student in sec school. I only repeated O level once. I guess you know why. All of us in Sec 1 & 2 didn’t get much action, just look at the girls and our classmates. Then run to toilets to PCC. Some got girl friend and did heavy petting. I wasn’t that lucky. But the lucky guys would come back and tell us their experiences. That was how the rest of us were learning. Next chapter, The Peeping Tom Bros please support me by upping my points thanks
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#15
28-06-2010, 02:21 PM
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Re: True Stories of my growing up years
Can you believe this Clown dare to say i copy him when i posted 2 hours before he did.
I also challenged him to post the continuation if the story over the weekend. but being the F**King copy cat Bus3rd he is, he waited for me to post first before he copied and paste. All i can say is you guys judge for you self Original post check the time of posting. Original Thread Regards Anel King
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