I mentioned in my first post that I had some experiences as a teen at school which were not CFNM but heading in that direction. With one gf at school, it was fun sometimes to escape on to the large playing field at lunchtime and have a bit of a snog. Sometimes a couple of her friends would join us, and whilst we wouldn't be kissing and canoodling as much, she used to touch me and stroke me through my clothing or by slipping her hand into my pocket while her friends were sitting with us. They could clearly see where her hands were and it just added to the thrill to see their eyes focused on you and it felt like they kind of enjoyed it too.
The first true CFNM experience I enjoyed came about after I broke my ankle and leg in a road accident when I was 17. I spent quite a bit of time in hospital having various operations and bolts and pins, and then eventually was allowed to go home but I was bedridden for a long while. The healing process really needed me to keep my damaged leg raised. I did however have crutches and I was allowed to be up on them for brief periods like a visit to the toilet.
We had an old family friend who was one of those Aunts who wasn't actually a relative. I'd known her since I was a young lad and we always had a bond. I told her I wanted to marry her when I was older. In my early teenage years I hadn't seen much of her but on the few occasions I did we always joked about me marrying her. She was divorced by then and used to say she was waiting for me to get old enough to take her out properly and we both enjoyed that. It never felt like flirting, but as I got older she was complimentary about my physique and looks so it was definitely an ego boost!
She came to the house one day when I was recovering from my accident and it was just me home, lying in bed and hearing the doorbell ring. I got up with some help from my crutches and made my way to the door but then realised I was only in a pair of briefs and nothing else aside from the cast on my leg. So I asked who is it, and she replied to say it's your Auntie Carol. I replied to say I only had briefs on and that I'd need to go and put a dressing gown on. She told me not to be stupid or embarrassed, just let me in! So I did, and she took in the sight and gave me a wolf whistle and said I'd have been round much earlier if I knew you would answer the door like that. And she gave me a little hug and a kiss on the cheek. I said I'm supposed to be lying down, do you mind keeping me company in my room? I was used to getting some visits from friends so there were a couple of chairs to sit on in the room as well as space on the bed where I would lie down.
She came through with me and we chatted, lots of questions about the accident, injuries, progress and recovery, what I was doing as I couldn't attend college and I filled in details of trying to study at home and having some tutoring 3 mornings a week and so on. Then she asked about did it itch inside the cast and I said not really, but I expect it to because everyone keeps asking me that. She also went to get me a cold drink and generally was being a lovely nurse. We talked about her too and I asked her if she was still single with a smile. She smiled too and said she was still waiting for me, and she glanced down across my body and I knew I was being thoroughly checked out as a man, all be it a young one, rather than a boy. She then asked about how I coped with some of the basics in life. Could I shower or bathe? And I said I'd tried having a bath with a stool to raise my cast on out of the water but it was really awkward and difficult to get in and out of the bath with the crutches and not being able to put any weight on one leg so I'd only tried once, otherwise I just got a bowl and a flannel and gave myself a kind of bed bath. Going to the loo was a bit easier I said because I didn't need to get over the side of anything, it was more the balance that was difficult as you had to have a hand free for... and then I kind of trailed off as I realised I might be going too far. But she smiled and said well I'm going to come and see you and look after you a bit more so if there's anything I can help with, I'm happy to do it and made a joke about needing to look after her "boyfriend."
Good to her word, she came back a few days later during the day again, whilst my parents were out at work. I'd been thinking about her coming back again quite a lot in a young man excited kind of way. We went through a normal time of chatting and her getting me a drink and offering to make something to eat for me, then she offered to help me with a bit of a bed bath. I said I was ok and happy to do it myself but she said not to be silly, I could just lie down and she'd help with a bowl of hot water and a flannel. Again I was just in briefs and she was very soft and gentle over my chest and I sat up to let her wash my back and then I started to feel a bit excited and nervous about getting an erection as I realised she was either going to be washing my stomach or maybe on my legs and so I said I think I probably need to go to the toilet.
Come on then, she said, I'll help you get to the bathroom. She passed me both crutches and I hopped along the hallway with her behind me. She came into the bathroom with me and lifted the toilet seat and said, I presume you just need a wee? I nodded. I hesitated as I thought at this point she would leave the bathroom, but she didn't. Instead she said, I won't look if you're embarrassed but it's not like I haven't seen you naked lots when you were a boy! I laughed and said yeah, when I was a boy, I'm kind of grown up now.
She smiled and said, ok big boy, I'll close my eyes, but maybe I'll sneak a quick peek too!
That actually made my cock stir and stiffen a bit and now I felt like damn, I'm not going to be able to piss very easily if I get a hard-on. So I didn't really do anything or say anything because I was trying to work out what the hell to do. She's standing next to me, holding one of my crutches for me and her eyes are closed. It felt like a long time, but given she wasn't hearing the sounds of me pissing, it probably was only 5 or 10 seconds at most when she asked, 'What's the matter? Can't go, is it me being too close?'
And I said, yeah, I'm embarrassed because.. and again I didn't finish my sentence thinking how do I say I'm finding it too exciting and now I've got a huge boner.
At that point she opened her eyes, and my 'problem' was visible to her.
She laughed and said wow.
Then there was a pause. And then she said, I'm actually really flattered that you're excited. I didn't say anything. There was another pause and she said, I won't tell anyone and you probably shouldn't either. And I said "Definitely not!"
Go on then she said, give it a go.
Are you going to watch? I asked.
Yes. she replied. I want to see it now.
I paused again, and then decided to go for it. I pulled the briefs away from and over my erect cock and pushed them down below my balls with one hand, and my cock sprang up, nearly pointing up at the ceiling. I wrapped my hand around it and tried to force it down enough that it was pointing into the toilet bowl. At that point, Carol said, it's much bigger than my ex-husbands, which just made me more excited. I had to change my position, arch my back a bit but eventually a stream of piss came excitedly rushing out and seemed to last for 45 seconds. I did get a little on the rim of the toilet, and Carol grabbed some toilet tissue and wiped that, then grabbed a bit more, and dabbed the end of my cock with it but just so the tissue touched it and not her hand. At that point I really wanted her to just grab my whole cock and felt so damn excited but instead I pulled up the briefs and we went back to my room and I lay down again, still hard.
Carol went back to giving me a bed bath. I kept rock hard throughout with thoughts of her washing my cock and balls gently in her hands. She seemed to know I was thinking about it and at one point laughed and said, you can wash your bits later when I've gone. It's your birthday in a few weeks time so maybe we'll do something special for your birthday.
The excitement did pass, and we did actually get back to having a more normal conversation, but it changed something between us that gave us like a special secret bond and it obviously had a big impact on me in terms of sexual awakening and excitement that has continued throughout my life. I'll share more about Carol another time.
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