Story no 11084 Scout camp and School prompted me to contribute this. I'm sure the guy who wrote that will like my story just as I liked his.
I too was educated in 1950s England. Even our biology lessons didn't mention sex. My first wet dreams were terrible since I thought something was going drastically wrong.
My first experience of anything sexual, was a game the boys used to play, which we called flashing, which entailed yanking another guys flybuttons undone(no zips then), and hoping his prick would be showing. Many a time I sat in class with my fly undone, because I was too embarrassed to do it up again. This would give me a hard-on, which I hadn't got a clue what to do with, being I suppose quite innocent really. Even my parents were too embarassed to tell me about sex, though they had five children, so presumably they had some idea about how it worked.
My best friend and I also started 'flashing' with each others fly undone, and generally enjoyed trying to feel our pricks, but we would do our best to defend ourselves. One day he came home after school, and my parents had gone out for the day. I suggested playing a card game, I made it up I must admit, where every time you lose a round you had to undo one fly button. The final loser had to take his dick out and show it to the other. This was to satisfy my great curiosity as to the size of my best friend's dick. Well of course we ended up comparing the size etc, and afterwards when we went for a walk in the countryside around home, we ended up in a small wood, and finally had a great wank together.
Unfortunately we lost touch soon afterwards. Strangely now after all these years I would still like to try to yank his fly undone and get his dick out. Quite why after all these years it should all come back to me I don't know, but it has really helped me to tell this story so I hope you will not mind reading it.