I PASS over the usual love expressions of my boyhood and adolescence merely saying I had, from a very; early age learned all about the various joyous thrills my young body, could render me. At the age of twelve I had practiced every form of sexual desire that my vigorous imagination could conceive. I had “had” several beautiful boys of my own age with whom I indulged in all sorts of sexual acts. I had also played with and “had” several young girls from the age of six to twenty, which, together with my carnal knowledge with all the animals on my father's farm – cows, sheep, pigs, and more particularly the horses, of which I had two beautiful ponies male and female, of my own – a present from my father who doted on me. I had thus developed a good size cock when I reached the age of fourteen, which at that ripe age I was able to give infinite delight to many of the pretty servants in our employ at and about our house.

I used to plan and scheme all sorts of new pleasures I could indulge myself in, with myself or others. Among the numerous forms I tried, I will content myself by mentioning but a few. I would secure a watermelon, take it to my room, cut a small hole in it to resemble the female organ, then lay on it and insert my cock into the opening made.

The soft and juicy pulp gave a very realistic feeling of being into a young girl's tight belly. When the hole became too large with use, I'd cut another one and so on till the entire melon was all used up, then throw it away.

I then tried a medical battery on myself. This instrument was unlike the usual medical box affairs. It was all complete in itself in a metal tube about ten inches long and one and half inches in diameter. All one had to do was to turn one end and the current was set on, the more you turned it the stronger became the current. The shape and size had a fair resemblance to a cock.