We knew him as boy Joe. A boy that lived in our neighborhood down the street from me. He was a year older than I was. When he turned around 13 or so, he changed.
I had known boy Joe as long as I could remember. When he turned around 13 or so years old, he changed a lot. It was then that he started wearing these tight fitting shorts and coming over. We had a swimming pool at my house and he'd come over to swim. This was where it started.
Boy Joe would come over and take a quick swim. He'd then get out of the pool and walk around in front of us girls. He'd have this big bulge in his shorts and he would make sure we'd see it. The way he stood and walked made sure it was obvious to us. This was my first time seeing a boy's hard penis. Boy Joe would look at our eyes making sure we were looking at his penis. He really got a thrill out of this. We could tell this.
He'd lay on his towel besides the pool like he was sun tanning but he'd always lay on his back. Of course, he'd be hard and made sure it was really sticking up for all to see. If my mom or dad came out, he'd then and only then turn over and lay face down. He didn't want them to see what he was doing.
It wasn't until years later before I got to see a boy's penis and it was a boyfriend then. And, like boy Joe he got a thrill out of my seeing it and finally touching it. I ended up giving him a hand job and seeing it cum.