And Babies Don't Count

I can remember most of the details surrounding the first time I saw a boy's penis. It was at a friend's sleepover party over Thanksgiving break when I was 15. She had a brother that was 16. My friend whom I will call Marianne had thrown sleepovers before so I was familiar with the protocol. We would talk about boys, harass her brother, eat junk food, harass her brother, watch TV, harass her brother, listen to music, harass...you see where I'm going with this? This would go on until either we girls got in trouble, Marianne's brother made one of us cry or until he locked the door of his room and ignored us until we gave up. On nights when he had his friends over they would turn the tables on us. This particular sleep-over however promised to be different because we were warned upfront not to tease her brother and he had locked his door early. Teasing Marianne's brother was half of our fun but now we would have to find other things to do. We started playing truth or dare but it was mostly truth, the only dares I could remember were each of us daring each other to say out loud that we loved so and so or that so and so was a "Hottie". A question came that took the game of Truth or Dare in another direction when Marianne asked, "Have you ever seen a boy's private part? And babies don't count." The three other girls that were there all had said they had caught a glimpse of one once but when it came around to me I said that I had seen one but for some reason they knew That I was not telling the truth and so they grilled me until I admitted that I had never seen a boy's private part but I did however have an idea of what it looked like. "Do you want to see a real wiener up close?" Marianne asked. I was the first to say "yes" but I had no idea how this was going to happen. Marianne told us that we had to be extra quiet and follow her and we did so right down to her brother's room. Marianne took a key out of her pocket and unlocked her brother's door. When she opened it her brother was asleep but completely nude. We went up closer to get a better look and tried to control our giggles. I was not giggling for long but staring at a body part that I had only heard about. "That's what he pees with?" was what one of the other girls whispered. It did not look big or small to me because I had no reference point, I remember that he had no pubic hair but I can't recall for sure if he was circumcised or not but I'm fairly sure that he was not. You have got to understand at that moment I didn't know anything about what I was seeing. We then quietly pulled back the covers of his friend who was sleeping on the top bunk but he was wearing boxer shorts. When Marianne's brother began to stir we got scared and left the room. "It's so gross, I'm glad I'm not a boy" we kept saying when we were in the safety of Marianne's room. "I dare somebody to put their finger on it" said one of the girls and I being the curious type was the first to volunteer but by this time Marianne actually felt bad about what she had done so she would not unlock the door again. 30 minutes later the girls were asleep and I had to use the restroom but on my way past Marianne's brother's room I noticed that the door was not shut all the way so I pushed it open and went in except this time he was laying in a different direction. I was so nervous but I waited anxiously for about 5 minutes for him to turn and when he did I crept over and touched his penis. The more he didn't wake up the more I kept touching but nothing like jacking him off more like a one finger touch. I would touch the penis with one finger and pull away as if it was a hot stove. Then his wiener slowly started to grow I was fascinated but before I could see it continue Marianne's brother spoke only later I would find out that he was speaking in his sleep and never actually awoke but right then I was terrified. I got out of his room and hid in Marianne's and I did not sleep at all. The next morning I kept expecting Marianne's brother to tell on me but he never did. After that I just kept the experience fresh in my mind and always thought about how different every boy was from me. I would be in school and think a lot about how every male had a "wiener" from the principal on down to the first graders. I had other sleepovers with Marianne but we never bothered her brother again and I never tried to see him sleeping nude again but I still imagined.