*contains spoilers and strong course language not recommended for people under 15 years of age … as once more it was seen as rude… The actors in this story are over the age of sixteen and they participated in what was essentially a joke… I don’t think the issue really matters but once again my ‘obsession’ with male vital stats was taken far too seriously and I was detained until I really did go insane… I’m feeling better now thank you very much! Personally, it was all a joke. PS. it was based on a comment made in an interview with director Kevin Smith on The Talk who said someone should write a piece on the subject. I wrote it the next day.
This is an extract from the American book written for boys called ‘Understanding Your Homosexuality’ written by Jay Smith as it educates both circumcised and uncircumcised boys how to get along in harmony with one another while keeping their penises behind their underwear and then revealing themselves to each other as a part of being a natural bi-curious boy who wants to know how another boy feels and pleasures himself as well as just how the same his penis looks when compared very closely to others. It also tells of how even if you have ‘gay’ experiences as a boy or young man and even if you gave into the advances of older boys, you aren’t necessarily deemed a ‘homo’ for the rest of your life… despite what others say or think. Understanding Your Homosexuality shows that even the most macho and masculine of men have wet dreams about other boys and also may think of them as they too masturbate alone… Really there is no such thing as a homosexual male… You are what your think you are and what you want to be in the end … a natural.
The introduction has been dropped and here is a chapter:
“My name is Jay and I like that name since it is a name that is like one of the guys from the old Clerks movies. I love the girl in the second movie called Rosario Dawson, I think she is hot and I l have loved her since she appeared in Kids (1995) that movie about catching AIDS if you don’t wear a condom. It stars some New Jersey kid who wears a white hood and calls himself the Virgin Surgeon. It would be nice to be like him since he seemed to get so much booty and pussy but then he gave every girl he had sex with AIDS… Yeah, Rosario Dawson is hot! And Chloe Sevigny gives good head to a guy with a cut penis like mine in The Brown Bunny (2003) … I creamed over that one too!
Anyway, I think the Jay guy in that movie is uncut as I saw his dick in a share-house movie where he was walking down the hall naked… It’s amazing what you see in share-house as there’s naked people everywhere. I’m cut and always have been since I got my Angel bris when I was a baby or four-years-old I really can’t remember since it wasn’t that traumatic… I’ve got two older brothers who have perfect foreskins… no, I lie since my oldest brother stretches his real good and it’s all floppy over his knob and he told me when I was a kid as he was masturbating or he told me that masturbating felt “really, really” good… And he could even pull his foreskin right back and make it look like it was cut like mine so I wouldn’t be left out even though he was uncut. My middle brother doesn’t fool around with his foreskin, he is kind of pure and plays sports ‘really’ well. His willy looks like that statue of David that my mum and dad keep on the shelf in the lounge room. My dad has got one like the statue of David too.
My family made a pure ring around me and I don’t need to be saved by any church as they lie about and hide their ‘homosexuality’ and claim it exists which is a part of every boy and every man … to a certain degree. If you want to become one of the boys who like boys it’s okay with me. Like a circle of Pi or the sun in the sky or the hands on a clock … They all seem to relate to a stiff willy or priapism which I suffered from badly and when I couldn’t pee with other boys because of pulling off too much I thought there was something wrong with me… I even got a hard on in the change rooms which was humiliating. So I hid it behind undies.
I was dealt the Garden of Allah and my friend Scott has a white Catholic uncircumcised willy which is bigger than mine. I know that now and before he would even lie and tell me it was cut but I didn’t really know until that time when I saw it as he too hid his in his undies in the change rooms… Then somewhere in the back of beyond when we were alone like boy scouts in a national park…
Scott was a year older than me and he knew more about the birds and the bees and girls than I did since I was kind of hung up on being a Peanut with all the other cut boys in the Garden of Allah until I couldn’t pee with them anymore… I guess you reach an age where you can no longer stare at the penis in front of you and my brother’s kind of kept theirs hid too. It’s fun to be one of the boys as you don’t really think about anything but showing off your dick at the urinal… It used to be only natural. I’ve seen all sorts there but it was that day when me and Scott went to this urinal in the country at some road stop on a bus trip somewhere… I don’t know, we kept our willies to ourself until that day in the big abandoned toilet in the national park. We stood side by side since Scott couldn’t be a pee-nut since he knew better and had brothers who he probably masturbated with and compared the length of their stiff and floppy willies. I didn’t do that thing in my family…
So, there we were standing by each other, me on the left wearing my Levi jeans my mum had bought me because she really loved James Dean and Scott wore Lee jeans because she really loved the tough guy actor Bob ‘Mitchum’ who was a bit of a bad boy… Our jeans weren’t cut from the same cloth… It’s all got something to do with smoking dope or being a ‘real’ man or something… We stood there and unzipped our flies and were a bit curious as to what the other one’s willy really looked like. Scott pulled his out first, he was about fifteen or fourteen and I was about twelve I guess and then I pulled mine out a bit shyly and then I looked down to my right… Wow!… He had a big pointy white one like a straight banana or a carrot and I felt myself get a stiff willy in my hands as I pulled out my Garden of Allah penis which was a bit raw from masturbating in the shower and revealed to him my glans with the pink ring about it… It was so red raw from pulling in the shower all the time and it would seem to never go soft or orgasm. If I even thought about a/my penis I would get a stiffy even with my clothes on and when the sex education teacher asked us to put secret questions in a box for him to answer anonymously, Scott and I wrote: “Does the penis have a bone?” … F*ck did we laugh about that… Take my clothes off and I’d get a stiffy.
Scott looked at my willy as it got really stiff but he was cool about it and as I stood there, I knew that he had never seen a Garden of Allah cut knob in all its beauty like mine, not even in a magazine – or maybe he did, I don’t know – but he was cool as I stood there and he started to put his right hand around his white penis and used his thumb and his forefinger to pull the foreskin gently rubbing it as if it felt really good…. God my stiffy was beginning to hurt and he started to use his hand a little bit harder on his big uncut penis hanging from his Lee blue jeans. And you know what happened next? He started to get a stiff willy or a stiffy too. It was getting harder and harder in his hands. I had never seen my brother with the perfect brown foreskin with a stiffy so I didn’t know that just the end of the knob pokes out from those perfect unstretched and white foreskins… I wanted to pull my dick and come right there and then but then Scott used his left hand and reached out and gently stroked the underside of my glans where the pink coronal ring meets like a shape of a heart… His forefinger ran down my frenulum… There was now a piece of glans sticking out of Scott’s foreskin… Like my glans but unable to escape or be totally free. He didn’t seem to mind…
You know what the frenulum is? It’s that stringy bit of leftover foreskin between that heart shape backside of the glans which runs down my brown leftover foreskin and ends before it meets the border of my circumcision scar and then turns into white skin again… All boys have a frenulum I guess even Scott but it was hidden by his tight uncircumcised skin! I’ve really studied my penis thoroughly and know it back to front just like my multiplication tables… I’ve turned it round and looked in the mirror and ‘wanked’ endlessly and now that I’ve now got pubic hair all over myself as well as a little cum sometimes, I can see that they even cut of some of the white skin off me when they circumcised me before it turns brown and the two spliced pieces of skin meet at the ring of the scar which forms a kind of borderline between the white and brown skin… Some of the skin they cut off may even have grown hairs later on, but that bit’s missing … I’ve even used a rubber band to tighten my Angel bris with the loose extra Garden of Allah skin and knotted it over my glans just to see in the mirror how I would look if I was uncircumcised. It only natural. I heard my brother say his uncut friend sticky taped his foreskin back just so he could see how he looked cut.
Anyway, that’s my willy for you! And the ring around it leaves a perfect indentation with some more brown scars covering what really is a slightly indented… My willy as a man today looks just the same as the cut and brown scars on Bruno’s (2009) that German gay guy who had me and Scott crying with laughter as we watched this ‘real’ gay in action… Funny stuff.
So, I guess Scott really knew a lot about cut willies anyway, I don’t know… but Scott knew how bad my penis hurt from my stiffy and he started to gently use his forefinger to rub the scar on the underside of my willy. It’s a pretty bad scar but I think it’s looks great in the mirror and to the touch but I hadn’t given it a name just yet…. He felt the underside of the scar which was raised…
“That feels great” I said kind of boyishly even though it still hurt really bad… and then Scott put his hairy white left hand around my penis and he had his own in his right hand. It felt good as he kind of grabbed it then pulled the skin on my willy tight and the pain seemed to go away for a little bit as he kind of wanked both of us together at the same time. I just enjoyed how good it felt as I got a bit of a surprise when Scott then got on his knees on the concrete… It was a pretty cold day but our willies were young and hot as the girls like them in the future… Scott took my dick in both his hands and studied my scar and pink coronal ring – he would go on to drink corona beer at home with his wife and sons with a slice of lemon – and he looked into the scar like he was hypnotised. I didn’t know if he was acting or not but I felt admired as he kept a straight face.
“I can’t help it, I’m the only one in my family with one like that,” I told him and he nodded and understood. Then would you believe it… we then suddenly pulled our jeans down together to our ankles and revealed our pure legs and their pubic hair… Scott had no hair on his legs and I had lots of hair on mine since I come from a pretty hairy family or maybe it was because I first came when I was only ten or eleven years old and continued to wank non-stop since… which caused puberty to happen earlier… So, there we were Scott and me after Scott then finished studying my penis and then offered some more relief with a kind of assured stroke as if he did just the same. It was then he bent over with his pants down to his ankles and licked the tip of my glans like it was an ice cream and then kissed it goodbye… Wow, that was really nice I thought since he really wasn’t like all the other boys at all. He really cared about me as I stared at the tip of his knob poking out from his foreskin. I couldn’t see his pink coronal ring at all. It looked kind of funny and I feel a bit gay telling you all of this since we started pulling together after that and I then got down on my knees in front of him and kissed his knob as it poked out from the almost phimosis too. I thought it was only fair as we really worshipped each other as friends. No, I lie since I licked it like an ice cream too before I kissed it like some sort of kid with a new toy… There was no one else around for miles since we could have been camping in the tent together telling jokes and eating chocolate bars…. But I had a great big stiff willy that day with Carl/Scott as we pulled together that day and started to laugh about how silly it all was to keep our willies behind our undies as we clenched our tight white buns pulling like all good boys our age pulled … all together in one way or another. What a beautiful sight we made as the Garden of Allah of the Circumcised Penis met for a time with the catholic Garden of Eden of the Uncircumcised Penis…
It felt great and Scott let me stroke his willy both hard and softly… Sometimes you can wank gentle and sometimes really hard… I learned that even if you have been circumcised there is still some foreskin left for pleasure along with my pink ringed knob… Using my fingers like the peace sign or the up yours or scissors sign as I lay in bed under by blankets stroking upside down pulling the brown flesh of my leftover foreskin while still brushing my pink and sometimes raw in the shower knob… It felt good to be a boy dealt the Garden of Allah and practising all of the time to relive those painful stiff willies when there was no girl around or woman or succubus … Some boys aren’t lucky enough to have a girlfriend or a wife and they can only pull themselves off… forever. I was lucky because I got to pull Scott off and that’s a good memory to even pull off alone over myself… His uncircumcised penis was beautiful too… but I still like mine better. That’s another part of the Garden of Allah as me and Scott/Carl knew we were both about to come as we stood there pulling with our pants down and then faced the urinal together again as our cum erupted and squirted at the stainless steel… Mine squirted twice since I hadn’t saved enough but Scott’s shot straight into the steel and exploded and then another shot just as hard. What a sight and he was more of a man that me as a result.
I sometimes do a number two in our bathroom and pull off in there so no one can burst into the bathroom while I’m showering… I used to pull my dick all over the place and I can’t remember the record which Leonardo di Caprio broke or set for himself in The Basketball Diaries as he has a white foreskin just like Scott since I saw it in Total Eclipse (1993) which was that movie directed by the woman who made Europa Europa (1990) about the Jew boy who hides his circumcision from the Nazi boys… Scott’s not a Nazi and he loves to look at other boys’ penises too. I love my Garden of Allah penis and its normal for boys to feel a bit gay or homosexual or a lot gay and homosexual…. Sometimes… but that’s all ‘guilt stuff’ that the church invented so you’ll marry and give them money. After I had seen Scott and we had the perfect experience in terms of a perfect white foreskin with a glans poking out… my best friend was Paul and he was born in New Jersey just like me. We were born in the same hospital and we were born two weeks apart… We knew we were both circumcised and never had to show our dicks to each other and yet as a 13 or fourteen-year-old as I stroked my penis in bed to relax before I went off to sleep and dream of nothing in particular… except my team winning the ice hockey.
I thought about Paul’s penis and how it was probably a bottle shape like mine … It’s a bit gay, I know when you’ve already had an experience with someone like Scott but when I finally grew up and changed into ‘man’ I still would sometimes think of other/our Garden of Allah penises I’d seen growing up in the changeroom as a boy as I pulled off when in fact it was just my very own in my hand and no one else’s. No harm done at all. My grandfather told me it’s my penis and I can do what I like with it and my brain is free to do what I like with it just as my mind is free to think of girls or boys or men and women as I pull my penis … These days I still like to look at pictures of myself taken when I was young and naked and I even made a tape of me wanking slowly and feeling the scars of my penis. I wish I had saved it since I am not that pretty to look at these days after many experiences with girls and women so ‘hot’ they are now scorched into my memory… I have always liked the look of women of all nations and I hope they like my Garden of Allah style cut penis. I know they do… They more than love it and I more than love seeing them love it and me loving them in return as we are fucking and making love. Or I just pull my willy forevermore. Me and Scott and Paul never buggered each other as we respected each other as well as loved each other and grew up to be real men and honest and true to ourselves. Sodomy is out for a boy who masturbates and isn’t even on his mind as it is all about the penis for a teenager…. You can do it to a girl if she wants to. To be bi-curious is natural for girls and boys since it all comes down to a penis or girls for all boys as they choose what path they want to follow in terms of their sex life. I just like penises but I don’t necessarily like doing it with other men… I had the perfect experience with my ‘friend’ Scott. Yeah, I must admit there were others but that was long ago.
I’ll say it again and that is I love my Garden of Allah penis and I will only make love to girls because they love my Garden of Allah penis too. Some boys go too far when they investigate the other side of life and are forever doomed to belong on the other side of the rainbow. You can still have a bromance and see your friend’s willy but you don’t have to fuck him or suck his cock… Go to a nude beach or something. It is not the boy’s fault who always have sex with each other as I can understand where they are coming from as having sex with another boy feels really good. I can’t deny that! So, I understand my homosexuality as it lingers in my mind sometimes as I lie awake at night and think of the boys from the change room in my youth and that’s all. I’m not Michael Jackson who takes showers with small boys who I’m not related to… I had a baby sitter once who played strip snap or poker with me when I was only wearing a two-piece pyjama suit and he deliberately kept losing so he could be naked and then stripped down to his undies as I had a stiffy underneath the warm pyjamas that cold winter night…
I was clever to tell him to put his clothes back on and when he said he was going to beat me at cards next time till I was naked. I just yawned or said “I’M tired” and went upstairs to bed. I guess he could have raped me if he wanted but I was clever enough not to play that game with an adult as I preferred to treat my own stiff willy my own way and that was long sessions of rubbing it in bed or in the shower thinking I wish I had another brother who had a willy just the same as mine… It’s not a problem. Even if you prefer to stick bananas up your bum forever and a day… whatever makes your feel good to it. Nowadays I think whatever I like when I stroke myself and if it’s ‘wrong’ I stop thinking about it. You learn what is wrong and what is right as you grow older.
Then after Scott/Carl and I finished our wank together we stood there and pushed the urine through our urethras and with our young prostates flushing the semen blocking the pipes of our willies and then began to wee freely a strong force and stream of piss which was the river of life and would become the old man river of our lives as men today.
I’ve gently felt the circumcised scars of other boys too when I was little and it’s a sensual feeling of being gentle to one another about that piece of ourselves that we love and which ‘rings’ us as boys forever and ever… And then we all laughed since it was all a dream! Have you learned any lessons from this chapter? Do you really need to go as far as I went when you now know what it is really like to have sex with another boy? Just don’t feel guilty about it at all since life is too short to let other boys and men make you feel bad about something they too are ‘guilty’ of doing themselves.
Thanks to Jay Smith for this extract from the upcoming book Understanding Our Homosexuality.
Stay for the final part PRESS HERE which is how to be a natural WANKER/PULLER/TOSSER/TUGGER/JERK OFF in the movies…
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