Early Sex

I think I first became sexually aware/aroused the summer I turned 11. I had gone to a day camp and had a counselor named Danny that I got the biggest crush on. He was 17, going into Senior year of HS, had dark hair, was Jewish but could have just as easily been Italian. He was handsome and moody. He had a favorite in this little asshole named Cary who was like small for his age and used to sit on Danny's lap on the bus all the time. I was jealous. Even then I didn't know how to flirt and I would rather talk earnestly because, instead of wiggling my NAMBLA ready ass like Cary, I would engage Danny in these debates about movies and music and shit.

Anyway, Danny had sort of a weird habit if I say so. When we were changing into swim trunks in the locker room he would linger naked and he would talk to us all. Danny was athletic and 17 so his body was about as good as could be for the era but Danny had something else special about him: huge cock. Now, normally I would say my 10/11 year old mind had no idea what a huge cock was...however, there were other counselors who had dicks that got lost in their pubes. Not my Danny. Huge, flaccid swinging dick. Interestingly enough, this was when there was only 1 counselor, a friend of Danny's started later and Danny got more modest. But he had already done his damage. I remember being so fascinated by his dick that I actually tried to draw it in a notebook.

Well, cut to the fall. I find this porno book in my house. It had a provocative drawing on the cover...of a guy who looked like Danny. So I read this book and it's about some handsome guy in a big city with no money and he turns to hustling and he's really popular because he has a huge cock.

I'm sure half the shit in this went over my head. All I know was I was getting a hard on and was not even aware of it. I did not put two and two together for a while. As a matter of fact, I'm sure I had no idea what the book was talking about with all the "cum" and "love juice" talk.

Well, this book was around for a few months and then it disappeared, never to be seen again.

It had a rather obscure title, so last week I googled it and...sure enough, a book store in Seattle had it and I ordered it.

It was so bizarre reading something that turned me on when I was 11 and had no concept of anything. And guess what? It still turned me on, only this time I came gallons. Interesting. Now all I have to do is find Danny. And I know his last name....