Kinda like "hey ya'll watch this" LOL LOL

that you didn't try the vacuum cleaner. lol

Mine is also on the silly side. I started playing with myself pretty early on. I started fingering myself, and me being as naive as I could be. I thought I had inpregnated myself. After playing with my butt for a couple of weeks. One day I wasn't able to go #2. I thought that meant I was pregnant. I was scared shitless. I didn't tell my parents for fear of them kicking me out since they are very religious. I packed my stuff and I was ready to run away.  

The day I was planning to run away. I was finally able to go #2. I was so relieved it was just a pregnancy scare lol.  
That little scare made me stop playing with my fingers for a while. 😜

and lived next door to a rather sluttish girl of 13. She had a small shack that was converted into a play house. she being an "older woman" thought it was her responsibility to teach me the facts of life. My fathers lecture ended with "be carefull where you put that thing." But I digress. This older "woman" offered to let me know how good "things" can feel if treated right. There was a knot hole in the back of her play house and she said to put my thing in that and she would suck it. I had no idea why a knot hole was required but I agreed. In sticking  my thing in that knot hole I encounter a splinter. Yikes it hurt and drew a little blood. I immediately wish I had heeded my Dads advise. Explaining my wounded penis to my parents I claimed I got it caught in my pants zipper. I t took me quite a few years before I learned how good having my dick sucked felt. She was right but I avoid knot holes. LOL

I'm about 17, in one of the guest rooms, ready to get some action with a nice young lady I had been doing shots with.

When suddenly, one of my good friends bursts in the room, having snagged the key from the friend who was having the party.

He was buck naked. Piss drunk. About 50 lbs or so overweight. And basically dancing through the room yelling "If I'm not getting laid tonight, no one is !!"

To this day, he still doesn't understands how that was just not really very funny. Even in hindsight.

Finally solidified with the final five clique, all of whom I am still friends with to this day, and I am now 55.  Senior year...reestablishing myself educationally, and getting accepted to Seton Hall for college.  Had a job throughout, and got promoted twice.  Got my drivers license that year, and bought my first car.  Three days before turning 18, childhood ended...got laid for the first time.  It was a good year, 1978...17 is a lucky number still.

Don't get me started on so called Sweet 16.  That year was a disaster...

I remember is was a Sears Kenmore.  Things did not go well, in fact it was a painful experience.

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One young man with his dick stuck inside a coke bottle.  Another unable to remove a coke bottle from his ass.  Another with a light bulb lost in his ass.

And I thought I did weird stuff.