Date: Tue, 1 Sep 1998 23:10:37 -0700 (PDT) From: Helmut Finder Subject: Helmut's Endowment I recently wrote about experiences during my youth, and about the absolutely most beautiful penis (mine) that ever has been seen or enjoyed. I have had a very good response to this item (which appeared in the Adult-Youth Category of the Erotic Stories Archives) with most asking for more experiences that I have had as a result of being endowed with such a beautiful member. I am most happy to provide an additional item, and will continue so long as the demand is there. So, after you have had a chance to read this, let me know and I will be glad to oblige with whatever you desire. HELMUT'S ENDOWMENT I had many delightful experiences in grade school. The young girls were not slack in telling one another about the beautiful penis that Helmut Finder had, and how I was eager to please one and all. Less frequent were the conversations among the boys - they were equally enthralled with my member, but it was not fashionable at that time to be know as a 'queer.' Nevertheless, I must say that my experiences with my male classmates were not only more frequent, but more satisfying than with the females. My adult male lover, Al, and I had a lot of time together. I practically moved in with him following the third month of our relationship. He seemed to worship me, and nothing that I asked for was refused. He also took a lot of pride and satisfaction in showing me off to 'his' male friends, and one and all had to have me put my beautiful penis in their mouths. They would then do all in their power and experience to deep-throat me, suck me, and hand-job me until I would cum with a great, powerful explosion. While I truly believe that Al loved me, the rest just loved looking and favoring my penis - to a man, they all proclaimed it to be the most beautiful member that they had ever seen or loved. The class that I entered during my freshman year of high school was strange to me. My parents had moved from one part of the city to another, necessitating that I change school districts. As the stranger in the class, I met a lot of typical hostility among the other students, especially the sophomores. On the second day of the school year, I was confronted by a bunch of rowdies at the bicycle stand. I had seen many of them around town, but knew practically none of them. This day, a fellow named Sydney was selected (appointed?) by the others to approach me and to give me the rites of initiation - these rites involved making me drop my trousers and underpants, then forcing me to walk across the campus (playground) to retrieve them. I balked at the order, hoping to discourage them by my feigned resistance. Sydney, however, was on the spot and refused to back down. I decided that it would be better to comply than resist. So, off came the trousers and boxer shorts - Sydney at first just stared at me and my pecker, then turned and ran a few hundred yards across the campus, carrying my discarded clothing. One of the other 'thugs' then told me to follow Sydney if I wanted to retrieve my clothes. At first, I started to run but soon discovered that I could achieve more privacy for my privates if I just walked. To a person, the 'thugs' all followed me, most trying to get around in front of me and keep a watch on my beautiful penis. The more attention they paid, the more it became an erect, protruding member that both the males and females on the campus were visually attracted to! By the time I got to the point where Sydney had stopped with my clothes, I was at a total salute, and my penis was sticking straight out from under the tails of my shirt, no holds barred! I looked around and it seemed that the entire student body was there - boys and girls, it seemed not to matter. They were all staring at my penis, and all seemed mesmerized. I could hear their voices and the remarks about my penis, but none seemed willing to come to my assistance. Sydney stood holding my clothes in his outstretched hand, and proclaimed that the initiation was over, and that I had successfully completed the requirements. I donned my clothes, then en masse we went inside to classes. One after another the students would approach me and express their disagreement with what had been done to me earlier, and made offers to go out with me later to have a burger or pizza. Sydney was different - Sydney approached me in the Algebra class, and requested to meet me after school. Somewhat intimidated, yet somewhat complimented, I agreed to meet Sydney in the gym locker room following the school session. I walked into the gym locker room, and true to his word, there was Sydney. He approached me as I came through the door, and expressed his apologies for the way he had treated me earlier in the day. I feigned a lack of concern about it, but in all honesty I was glad that Sydney didn't want to continue some form of the initiation - I really didn't want to be humiliated again! Soon it became apparent that Sydney was sincere. We shook hands; Sydney didn't release my hand. His other hand came up to my hip, and he started to lightly rub up and down on my jeans while maintaining a grip on the right hand. He pulled closer, and then moved his 'stroking' hand to my crotch. Just the touch of Sydney's hand caused me to start hardening. Sydney then expressed his desire to see my penis. Immediately, I now understood and knew instinctively that I could control this situation and have some enjoyment as well. I reached down with my free hand and guided Sydney's stroking hand from my crotch to my zipper. He practically leapt at the unspoken instruction, and soon had my near erect penis out of my pants. Releasing my right hand, Sydney dropped to his knees, and began to ply the head of my penis with soft, smooth brushes of his tongue. I unbuttoned the top button of my jeans and pushed them down to below my knees, all the while keeping my pecker available for Sydney's eager attention. Down came my boxer shorts, interrupting Sydney's sucking action with a noticeable withdrawal sound. There we were, Sydney trying as best he knew how to take my entire seven inch penis into his mouth. Suddenly I heard a noise - there were the other fellows from the initiation squad! Seeing me looking at them, they gave a motion to denote that everything was okay. Sydney had seen none of this. He was moaning and trying to take my beautiful penis down his throat, but wasn't able to do so without making loud, gagging sounds. One of the other fellows soon was standing at Sydney's back, and forcefully pulled him away from my crotch. This fellow immediately inhaled my penis! Not only did he know how to give deep throat, he knew what was needed to make it an enjoyable experience. Soon, he let out a moan, which sent shivers through my pecker. He had cum! As if on cue, a second member came to his rescue, and soon had me devoured down his throat, trying like mad to inhale me! I realized what was going on, and I also realized that so long as I held out, I could have these fellows eating out of my hand (and crotch!). One after another, they came to suck the penis of the freshman that they had been so eager to abuse and humiliate only hours before, and were now subject to the power-of-attraction for a beautiful penis. The last of the group finally had his time with me, and all had been satisfied -- except, Sydney and ME! I looked up and saw Sydney standing with his back to the lockers of the gym. I smiled at him, and he took the signal. As he approached me, I motioned for him to take down his pants. He did this with real speed, stripping his shorts down as well. He stood before me, his pecker standing at attention and his gaze on the object of his attention - my penis! I placed my hand on his erect penis and stroked it a half-dozen times. Then I put my hands on his shoulders and encouraged him to a kneeling position. He looked around to see that all the other fellows had left, then eagerly complied. He took my member into his mouth, and it felt good! Now to teach him how to 'swallow' it, as he had been trying to do and as most of the other fellows had been able to do. I worked with him, pulling his head in and out to get him accustomed to the action. As if by mutual commitment, he thrust his head forward just as I thrust my hips in his direction - the result was that I buried my penis into his mouth and throat up to the ball sac! Achieving this, Sydney was gagging a little, but would not back off. He began trying to talk, which produced a humming sensation and gave me great joy. He realized the power he had achieved, and began to move ever so slightly forward and backward with his head, all the time humming or trying to talk. Sydney really was pleasing me, and complimenting me at the same time. Because of this, I was feeling especially endeared to Sydney, and realizing that this, among other events, was his way of apologizing for his actions earlier in the day. If my prostate had been armed with a cherry bomb it couldn't have exploded any more violently or forcefully. Wave after wave of cum was exuded from my penis down Sydney's throat. He held on to me fiercely by my hips, keeping my pecker deeply embedded in his throat. He was gagging, moaning and swallowing, all the while with his eyes rolled back in his head and his eyelids fluttering. As I glanced beyond his face, I could see that he was having a gigantic ejaculation, spreading cum all over the floor under his knees and between my feet! Sydney finally released me, and I pulled my limpid penis from his mouth. I must admit, my penis never looked more beautiful! Its head was still full sized from the erection, but the shaft was beginning to wilt - it looked a little sad, but I'm sure that if it has an instinct or mind of its own, it knows that it has just served me well by subdueing my initiators (with whom I am to have many more experiences throughout my high school years) and giving me such immeasurable pleasure! Sydney became one of several good friends who enjoyed my beautiful penis throughout high school, and never again tried to force me to do anything I didn't want!