INNOCENT CONFESSION 2.1
I think that most boys while growing up, having just reached puberty, has humped a swing set. What a ride on the seat of a John Deer lawn mower is for a young girl, the poles of a swing set is for a boy.
My guy friends and I would play this game where we had to climb the poles of the big swings in the playground. It was easy. Everyone just wrap thier legs around the post and raced to the top. The first there, won. Except, none of us seemed to want to win. We kept pretending we couldn’t reach the top. Sometimes it would be too high, even though we were already 12 feet off the ground, and neck-and-neck 3 feet from the top. Or, we’d be too tired to go on, having to lose that round, yet we still managed to continue stroking our pole bewtween our legs for another 10 minutes.
I think that most boys while growing up, having just reached puberty, has humped a swing set. What a ride on the seat of a John Deer lawn mower is for a young girl, the poles of a swing set is for a boy.
My guy friends and I would play this game where we had to climb the poles of the big swings in the playground. It was easy. Everyone just wrap thier legs around the post and raced to the top. The first there, won. Except, none of us seemed to want to win. We kept pretending we couldn’t reach the top. Sometimes it would be too high, even though we were already 12 feet off the ground, and neck-and-neck 3 feet from the top. Or, we’d be too tired to go on, having to lose that round, yet we still managed to continue stroking our pole bewtween our legs for another 10 minutes.
posted by Mr. Downs at 12:57 AM
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