IanTheTall
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I was always the tallest kid in school and that already got the attention of other kids (some of it unwanted).
Then, I was the first in my class to hit puberty, late in the 4th grade. I was totally unaware of anything; others weren't so oblivious and were curious or teased me in the locker room after swimming class. The gym teacher / swimming coach arranged, with the school nurse, to get me into the sex ed class she was teaching the 5th graders. It was during recess, so you can imagine how upset I was and how obvious it was to my class mates. I was told I wasn't supposed to tell my classmates what I learned in the class, it was a secret for bigger kids.
By the time 5th grade started, my voice had dropped; I still remember my teachers look of shock the first day of classes. "Ian, you sound different from last year," she said and my classmates laughed. By the time swimming rolled around, in the spring, all the boys noticed that my balls and cock were considerably larger than theirs; again curiosity and some teasing. I remembered, what I had learned from sex ed class, the previous year. I knew what was happening, but I was still keeping it a secret because what I got from that class was for grownup boys and girls. A few weeks later sex ed started for my class; when the nurse got to telling the class about puberty, most of the girls giggled and most of the boys laughed, but they were all looking at me. The day after the nurse explained and showed a medical diagram of how women get pregnant, in the locker room after swimming, Mike (whom I never liked anyway) told me I'd never be ably to get a woman pregnant because I wouldn't fit.
[By the way, he was wrong. I usually have fit, at least most of the way and my girlfriend is due in about 3 weeks. I can laugh about it now, but back then I was horrified and all could do was to ask my very amused Dad if Mike was right. He just said, I shouldn't worry about it; after all he got Mom pregnant. I didn't get the implication of what he said that evening, until high school biology class, during a video clip showing sperm whales mating; the memory of conversation surfaced and I laughed out loud, then everyone else laughed to; they must have thought I was laughing at something in the video.]
In 6th grade we had swimming twice. For the fall I started showing hair on my legs and arms, some people noticed, but mainly only when wet. For the spring swimming/water safety classes, I was showing obvious pubic hair. That just got my much bigger dick even more attention and ridicule from some of the guys in the class. Said I was going to turn into a hairy ape with a too big "penis" (I don't remember them ever saying that about their own dicks; they had weewee, peanuts, peepees, thingies... but never “penises”).
The first time I had to put metal to my face was the Fall of 7th grade, because one of the Noels [a clique of popular, but mean girls in school, like the "Heathers" from the Christian Slater movie] was making fun of me because my peach fuzz was so long she could grab it and tug on it. By the Spring I was shaving a few times a week and I was taller than almost all of my female teachers and as tall as most of the male teachers. That summer I noticed that pubic hairs were showing out of my bathing suite some. Mainly because I became hyper sensitive to my body changing after I over heard my mom's sister mention to my mom that I was turning to a man at such an early age.
At some point during the 8th grade year chest and under arm hair started showing up. For fall swimming I had a medical excuse for not taking part (a series of ear infections in the late summer). I was actually happy to have earaches because it was better than being in the locker room. I was actually trying to come up with an excuse for not having to take part in spring swimming. A late season skiing injury (I assure you it was not intended) took care of it because I had to do range of motion and strength building excursuses instead.
Then, I was the first in my class to hit puberty, late in the 4th grade. I was totally unaware of anything; others weren't so oblivious and were curious or teased me in the locker room after swimming class. The gym teacher / swimming coach arranged, with the school nurse, to get me into the sex ed class she was teaching the 5th graders. It was during recess, so you can imagine how upset I was and how obvious it was to my class mates. I was told I wasn't supposed to tell my classmates what I learned in the class, it was a secret for bigger kids.
By the time 5th grade started, my voice had dropped; I still remember my teachers look of shock the first day of classes. "Ian, you sound different from last year," she said and my classmates laughed. By the time swimming rolled around, in the spring, all the boys noticed that my balls and cock were considerably larger than theirs; again curiosity and some teasing. I remembered, what I had learned from sex ed class, the previous year. I knew what was happening, but I was still keeping it a secret because what I got from that class was for grownup boys and girls. A few weeks later sex ed started for my class; when the nurse got to telling the class about puberty, most of the girls giggled and most of the boys laughed, but they were all looking at me. The day after the nurse explained and showed a medical diagram of how women get pregnant, in the locker room after swimming, Mike (whom I never liked anyway) told me I'd never be ably to get a woman pregnant because I wouldn't fit.
[By the way, he was wrong. I usually have fit, at least most of the way and my girlfriend is due in about 3 weeks. I can laugh about it now, but back then I was horrified and all could do was to ask my very amused Dad if Mike was right. He just said, I shouldn't worry about it; after all he got Mom pregnant. I didn't get the implication of what he said that evening, until high school biology class, during a video clip showing sperm whales mating; the memory of conversation surfaced and I laughed out loud, then everyone else laughed to; they must have thought I was laughing at something in the video.]
In 6th grade we had swimming twice. For the fall I started showing hair on my legs and arms, some people noticed, but mainly only when wet. For the spring swimming/water safety classes, I was showing obvious pubic hair. That just got my much bigger dick even more attention and ridicule from some of the guys in the class. Said I was going to turn into a hairy ape with a too big "penis" (I don't remember them ever saying that about their own dicks; they had weewee, peanuts, peepees, thingies... but never “penises”).
The first time I had to put metal to my face was the Fall of 7th grade, because one of the Noels [a clique of popular, but mean girls in school, like the "Heathers" from the Christian Slater movie] was making fun of me because my peach fuzz was so long she could grab it and tug on it. By the Spring I was shaving a few times a week and I was taller than almost all of my female teachers and as tall as most of the male teachers. That summer I noticed that pubic hairs were showing out of my bathing suite some. Mainly because I became hyper sensitive to my body changing after I over heard my mom's sister mention to my mom that I was turning to a man at such an early age.
At some point during the 8th grade year chest and under arm hair started showing up. For fall swimming I had a medical excuse for not taking part (a series of ear infections in the late summer). I was actually happy to have earaches because it was better than being in the locker room. I was actually trying to come up with an excuse for not having to take part in spring swimming. A late season skiing injury (I assure you it was not intended) took care of it because I had to do range of motion and strength building excursuses instead.
