Chapter 9
Late in the afternoon, as we stood shoulder to shoulder to pass water, he playfully turned his stream into mine. When things were stowed away properly, he sat nude on his blanket while I lay beside him in the same condition. He looked at me intently, but I sensed he was not contemplating sodomy. At length he pointed to my eyes and said a word. Finally understanding what he was about, I responded, “Eyes.”
“I-ze.”
I shook my head. “Eyes.” He did better the second try. He patiently worked his way down my body. Nose, ears, chin, neck, chest, nipples, belly, right down to the toes. After we repeated the process three times, he touched each part of me and mouthed the words. This aroused me again and occasioned learning the English vernacular for the male penis in repose and in a state of excitement.