Ted Rogers - Up Karen's ass

'Let's fuck, Karen,' said my cousin. He was about fourteen and I was a year younger. We were upstairs fooling around in the attic, looking at the old junk in the trunks, and trying on Grandma's old hats and stuff.

He really caught me by surprise when he asked me that.

'You know what it means, don't you?' he demanded when I didn't answer right away.

'Yeah, I know what it means,' I said.

'Then how about it?'

'I don't know,' I said uncertainly. 'I don't think it would be right.'

'What's wrong with it?'

'I don't know,' I repeated stupidly.

I knew that I should just have said no and stamped downstairs indignantly. But I was curious and I felt sort of queasy and giddy. It was a peculiar kind of feeling that I'd never felt before.

'Oh, come on,' he pleaded, 'nobody'll be home for hours.'

'II don't know,' I murmured again.

'Look,' he said, 'if you show me what you've got, I'll show you what I've got.'

I was fascinated. I'd never seen a boy's wienie, and I only had a vague idea of what it looked like. They have these pictures in our hygiene book at school, but they don't give you much of an idea.

'No, you first,' I suddenly said.

He grinned like a monkey, and nodded happily.

'Okay, me first.'

He unzipped his trousers and his penis popped out. It was longer and thicker than I thought. It looked different. At first I couldn't look right at it. I had to glance and then turn away. I did that a couple of times and then I found myself staring right at it.

'Now you,' he said. 'Pull up your dress and take down your panties.'

'W-wait,' I pleaded, stalling for time.

I screwed up my courage and touched his penis very lightly with my fingers.

'Don't,' he moaned.

'Why not?'

'I'll come.'

'What does that mean? Does it hurt?

'No-o-o-o, I'll shoot off. Don't you know anything, you ninny?'

I shook my head. 'I guess I don't know very much,' I said very softly.

'Come on,' he said fiercely, 'you get undressed. It isn't fair.'

'Oh, all right,' I said reluctantly.

I was very shy and could feel myself blushing furiously as I raised my dress up to my waist and then, with even more reluctance, started to pull down my pink panties.

'Come on, pull down your pants,' he snarled.

'I will,' I said, 'just let me take my time.'

I couldn't look at him. I turned my head away and closed my eyes. Suppose Mom and Dad should suddenly come home and catch us. That would be awful. I'd never be able to face them again. But I wanted to undress, and I also knew that I wanted to try what Gerry had said. That's my cousin's name, Gerry.

'I'm waiting,' he said impatiently.

'Okay.' With a swift movement I slipped my panties down and let them fall to the floor. Gerry unbuckled his belt, dropped his trousers and his shorts and stepped out of them, and I stepped out of my panties. We were both nude from the waist to our socks.

'Let's fuck,' he implored.

'I don't know, Gerry. I guess it won't hurt to try it once. But please be very gentle I'm scared.'

'Nothing to be scared of. It's nice, real nice. You'll see.'

He looked around the room, then peered into the trunk and retrieved a large moth-eaten blanket which he threw on the attic floor.

'There,' he said. 'You lie down on that, on your back.'

Holding my dress high, I dropped to my haunches, all the while staring up at him, and then, very slowly and uncertainly, let myself down until I was lying flat. I closed my eyes. I felt him beside me. He positioned himself over me.

'Spread your legs apart,' he ordered.

I did. At that moment I felt his weight on top of me, crushing me to the floor. He was so heavy that I could hardly breathe. I felt myself trembling all over, from fright and anticipation. Then I felt him manipulating his wienie between my legs and toward my hole. I gasped as he pushed. It didn't go in.

'Oh damn,' he muttered with frustration. 'Draw your knees up.'

I did. But it didn't seem to help much.

'I got to get some grease,' he said, pulling himself off me. He vanished downstairs, while I lay there panting, wondering if I shouldn't put a stop to this silly business right now. Suppose I got pregnant from what he did. At that moment, however, he returned with a small jar of vaseline from the bathroom medicine chest.

'Now I'll be able to get it in,' he exclaimed confidently.

He scrawled over me and let himself down on top of me again. Oh, how heavy he was! Then I felt his wienie pushing at me down there, pushing and pushing real hard.

'I can't get it in!' he said fiercely.

'Oh, please stop,' I pleaded. He was hurting me. I wondered what anybody saw in fucking. It seemed to be nothing but pure frustration and misery.

'I bet you've got your cherry?'

'Huh?' I didn't know what he meant. I really didn't, I was so innocent.

'I mean, I bet you've never fucked before.'

'Of course not,' I said indignantly.

'I don't want to fuck a virgin,' he finally said.

The real reason, of course, was that he had failed to penetrate me and he felt that there was something lacking in his prowess.

He climbed off me and I sat up and smoothed down my dress.

'Let me screw you in the ass,' he suddenly said.

I furrowed my eyebrows. Back there? That was really dirty. I wasn't going to let him do anything to me back there. And besides, it would hurt like anything.

'Oh, come on,' he snapped impatiently, desperation in his voice. 'We gotta do something now.'

'But that's like an animal,' I protested.

'So what? Animals usually do it the other way anyhow.'

That was perfectly true, of course, but I was in no more mood for logical argument than he was. I really wanted to do something. Just being undressed in front of a boy had been enough to get me aroused.

'Let's just try it anyway,' he said. 'You won't mind it.'

'How do you know?'

'Well,' he said slowly and uncertainly, 'I know because it happened to me in scout camp.'

'You mean boys do that to each other?'

'Sometimes.'

He seemed to be embarrassed, which delighted me no end, and I decided not to let him off too easily.

'What's it like?' I asked.

'Roll over on your stomach,' he said, 'and you'll find out.'

'Oh well, all right, I finally said.

I rolled over on my tummy with my bottom up. I felt him over me, then crushing down on me again. He was so excited that his wienie popped and his goo spurted over me back there; but then, before I could say anything, I suddenly felt it slither up my rear end. Oooh, it was nice! That really caught me by surprise. It hurt just a little, not much, and pretty soon it started feeling good.

He started fucking me, in and out. I spread my legs apart and moaned. He spurted again, and I felt it going in and wished I could have had the first dose in me. I was really sorry when he pulled it out, and it was all over. It was the best sex I ever had. The first of anything is always the best.

I didn't see my cousin again until I was sixteen. He took me to a drive-in movie and, afterwards, screwed me in the back seat, the regular way. I didn't like it, and I wished he'd stick it up my rectum again, but I was much too shy to ask him, and, anyway, when I did jokingly mention what we'd done before, he said that was kid's stuff and dirty, and he apologized to me for it. He didn't have to because I liked it, and I was sorry we didn't do it that way again.

Now I'm twenty-two, and I've had sex with a couple of boys, the normal, straight, old-fashioned way, and it doesn't do anything for me at all. It's also scary because I don't exactly fancy getting in a family way. It's much better to do it up the rectum. That didn't hurt anything, and it's much more exciting. But I'm about the only person I know that likes it that way. And it's too embarrassing to talk about. The only reason I consented to have sex with the boys I mentioned was that I was hoping they might just do it to me back there, but they didn't, and I'd never get enough nerve to ask.