A Series of Memories

[NudeBaG]

A Series of Memories

I slide the visor over my eyes.
The machine whirs to life.
I close my eyes as my mind is transported to the past.

I sit across from my friend, we’ll call him Tyler.
We’re 8 years old.
It’s summer and we’re bored.
We’d been swimming at the pool earlier.
Tyler was wearing a cute blue Speedo.
I was in my little green bikini.
His mom is downstairs.
We can hear her doing something in the kitchen.
This is the first summer he’s worn a Speedo.
For some reason, I can’t help but stare at his lower half.
It’s like he’s in his underwear.
I know that the bikini bottoms I wear are really no different, but unlike me, Tyler has…shapes…down there.
I know about the differences between girls and boys.
My curiosity has been growing lately.
I know about sex.
It isn’t that I want to have it, it’s more that the concept intrigues me.
I like the idea of boys.
I want to know more about the differences.
You know… penises.
“I like your swimsuit,” I say.
I see Tyler get visibly uncomfortable.
He crosses his legs.
“Mom said they help me swim faster, but it feels weird.” Tyler says.
“Feels weird?” I asked.
“It feels like I’m in my underwear.” He says.
“Hehehe!” I chuckle. “It’s a swimsuit though. I’m in a bikini, and it doesn’t feel weird to me.”
“But you’re a girl. It’s different for you.” He tucks his thighs together.
“How?” I ask.
“You don’t have a-“ He paused.
This talk was making me feel tingly all over.
“Oh! A penis?” I ask.
I knew the word from talking to my mom and talking to other gurl friends.
He gets more uncomfortable.
I feel a strange tingle in my lower body.
“Can I see?” I ask.
“What?” Tyler asks.
“Can I see your penis?” I ask.
Saying it out loud makes me tingle even more.
“Um, I’m not supposed to.” Tyler squirms.
“Just pull down your speedo for a bit. Let me see.” I say.
“Why?” Tyler asks.
I tell the truth.
“There’s a bump in your Speedo. I want to see it without the Speedo.” I say.
Tyler is silent.
“But your mom is downstairs.” He says.
I get up and lock the door.
I kneel back down on the floor with him.
“Let me see.” I say again.
My heart is pounding.
After a few more moments.
Tyler pulls his Speedo down his legs.
He lays back on the floor.
My mind struggles to process what it is seeing.
Tyler has no pubic hair.
His little balls fit tight and plump between his thighs.
His little circumcised penis lays to the side.
I scoot over next to him.
I just stare.
His balls, shaft, little pink head-his entire package is entrancing.
“Huh!” Tyler gasps.
His penis twitched and moved!
“Wha-?” I gasped.
I watched as his penis doubled in size and pointed to his face.
He cupped his hands over his crotch.
I wanted to see more!
“Why’d you cover?” I asked.
“I feel weird when it gets hard.” He said.
“Hard?” I ask.
“Yeah. It gets stiff and feels funny.” He says.
“Let me see again.” I say.
Reluctantly, Tyler moves his hands.
His penis looks bigger, maybe about 4 inches long.
Framed in the context of him being completely naked, I really like the way he looks.
It’s my first time seeing a penis in person, so I don’t have any kind of reference, other than the bare minimum.
But I like it.
I can’t explain it, but I like the way it looks.
His tight little balls and his rigid little penis.
The tight little package is just visually satisfying in a way my 8 year old brain can’t explain.
I feel the warm tingle spread through my body, from my vulva.
I close my eyes.
The warm orgasmic tingle combines with a high pitched buzzing and everything fades to white.

I open my eyes.
The machine whirring fades as it slows and shuts down.
I remove the visor.
I sit up, feeling the wetness slipping between my legs.
I sigh as I gather my post-orgasm self.
I place the visor back on the stand.
I wonder what memory it will show me next time.