I was around 11 1/2 when I saw my first uncut penis. I’d neither seen or even heard about ones like that before seeing this one. It belonged to my good friend’s 15 y/o cousin. My friend had a cut penis like me. I had been performing sexual favors for my friend since right after I turned 11. He didn’t do anything for me but that was ok. I didn’t care. One afternoon, when his mom was gone I went over to his house to “service” him. When I got there his cousin was there also. To make a long story a little shorter my friend had told his cousin about what I did for him and he told me his cousin wanted me to do it for him too. I told my friend that I really didn’t want to but he insisted so I did it for him. The older boy took his shorts and underpants off and was sitting on the couch. He had a grown up looking penis to me, pubichair and everything. It was then that I noticed the long trunk of foreskin he had hanging from the end of his penis. I thought something was wrong with it and asked him about it. He then told me about being circumcised and how he wasn’t and I was… I actually thought until that time that I had been born with my penis like it was. Anyway, he told me to play with it and showed me how to “skin it back”. I then saw that his penis was just like mine, only a LOT larger, it just had all that extra skin on it. I was fascinated with it. I got him erect and noticed that his foreskin covered his penishead even when he was erect. After I got him stiff and played with it for a short while he told me to “get busy”. I knew what he meant. I sucked him and got my first mouthful of cum. It surprized me. My friend hadn’t started squirting cum yet so I just wasn’t expecting it. My friend was watching the whole time. Well, that was how I found out about and was introduced to uncut penises.
I found out about foreskins at about the same age, This was about 1960 I went to a boys only secondary school and after games lessons we had to shower together. Out of a class of 30 there were only 3 or 4 with foreskins, cavaliers as they were known, we the cut ones were round heads. After this developed into the usual fondling wanking etc.
I am uncut and have a long foreskin. My dad and grandfater were also uncut. My older brother and cousins were cut at birth. I bathed and slept with my brother and one younger cousin until I was about 10. I never noticed the difference in our dicks. My younger cousin, has a very large penis. He is cut. I noticed one day when we were all peeing in a toilet the size of his member. We were all pre-adolesent, but he must have had a growth spurt. He asked me about my dick head and why it was so funny looking. Until then I never knew there was a difference. I was raised in the 60’s and had open nude swimming at the YMCA, and open showers in the locker rooms.
I asked my older brother why his dick was round and purple and mine had skin. He told me I was different not him. For years after that I would pull my skin back all of the time. I took showers at school with my skin behind my head.
It wasn’t until the Navy when I started and kept my skin over the head.
I didn’t see many uncut dicks in the Navy, but there were a few.
I actually have never seen foreskin on another guy since I was young and would bathe with my father. I didn’t really find out until senior year and the issue came up in class about condoms… it’s kind of embarrassing and lonely to grow up seeing only cut guys and having your friends make fun of some other guy who was uncut.
I knew my penis was different from most of my friends (my mother clued me in about age 4), but I didn’t know how until I went peeing in the backyard with a neighbor boy. His glans looked brown and lifeless; I felt sorry for him. He didn’t seem to notice we were different so I said nothing.
In elementary school we peed in a trough, but I used the stalls so I wouldn’t be noticed. Once I used a trough when no one was around. Another boy entered just after I started, and I couldn’t hide so I just continued. I saw the same “dead” look of his penis, but I don’t think he saw mine.
In my teens I confided to a friend about my status, and we compared our dicks. His circumcised member was enormous, which helped him masturbate as the skin had a lot of room to move. Still, he wanted his to be like mine and took great interest in watching my foreskin roll over the head and back.
The only other intact boy I ever saw was about one year younger than I. He wore boxer shorts, and when we were all changing clothes in the school gym I spotted his pink overhang through his fly. He never knew I saw it, and I wondered if he also felt like he was the only one who got to keep his foreskin.
I was never jealous of my circumcised cohort, because I knew they lacked something. The desire to fit in never overcame my desire to remain whole.
I’m lucky enough not to be cut and also not seeing a cut penis until I started high school. All my mates at primary school were uncut and we used to stroke each other in the toilets. My first uncut one was a boy that my mother used to look after when we were both 13, I was fascinated by it and we used to wank and suck each other every day. He was in the same position, he’d never seen an uncut one before, mind you mine was the 1st one he’d looked at anyway!
It was’nt an uncut penis your first saw at the age of 11 1/2, it was an intact penis.
I am not uncut, just like I am not undead. I am intact and I am alive.
In our school the circumcised (i.e. mutilated) guys were in the minority and known as Jewboys.
Hank, I can understand why one would rather be described as intact,rather than uncircumcised.However I like being called uncircumcised,not for any negative connotations,but rather that it distinctly indicates that I was not subjected to the public humiliation that is routine infant circumcision,prevalent in Australia when I was born.
That said,I always congratulated myself as a boy when feeling a bit out on a limb as one of the very few with a foreskin,that at least I was normal,ie it is normal to be born with a foreskin and therefore it must be normal to have kept it.
What country are you from?Doug.
When i was young, all my friends were uncut like me.
It wasn’t till i was about 10 that i saw my first cut penis.
I longed to taste it and to see if it was any different to sucking an uncut one.
Me and a few friends had been sucking each other off since we were about 8.
But i was 11 before i got to taste my first cut one.
Did not really taste any different.
My father and brother were cut. Almost all the boys and men I saw at the urinal, in the locker room, or in Boy Scouts were also cut. My parents said absolutely nothing. I thought I had a congenital albeit harmless abnormality. I did not learn I was normal until I was 13, when I read that all the boys and men around me had undergone minor surgery shortly after birth. I was very shocked, but vowed to get myself cut as soon as I was old enough to request surgery on my own. The idea of raising this subject with my mother scared me to death. I did not learn that one could be uncut and hygienic until I was 19. I did not read that routine circumcision is an American medical mistake until I was 31. I did not become proud of my foreskin until my 40s.
If you wish to be un-anything, then rather be unmutilated. I also prefer to be intact, natural, and undeprived of the best part of my manhood.
I agree with Chris5. I also prefer in the following order- 1. Natural, 2.Intact, 3unmutilated.
I grew up in Indonesia, a Muslim country, so almost all boys are circumcised just before or at puberty. I’m Chinese, so a minority there. And we never practice this cutting. Circumcision was discussed pretty often by everyone, so I found out around age 7 or so. I was scared to death that I would have to lose my foreskin as a boy. As I got older and the other boys in my class were getting circumcised, I would get made fun of because of my status. I developed mixed feelings about circumcision: wishing I was but dreading it at the same time. Regular health check-ups and humiliation of my foreskin by the school nurse only added to this.
Of course I never did get circumcised and I glad for it, but I developed a circumcision fetish. I love to be humiliated for being uncircumcised and having a “dirty foreskin”. Again, this is a paradox: I love my foreskin and would never really get cut (unless I could magically grow back my foreskin with all nerve endings intact), but fantasize about circumcision often.
Normally I wear my skin retracted permanently, but I like to pull it forward at urinals & changing rooms so I will be noticed as uncircumcised (I’m actually happy that there are still many circumcised guys in the US…so I will be noticed as different). Unfortunately, contrary to what is commonly believed, all the women I’ve dated in the US like playing with my foreskin. Just once, I would LOVE to have a shocked/disgusted reaction when they pull off my pants! My wife, who is Jewish (non-practicing) never encountered a foreskin until mine. She didn’t even blink when she first saw it. Only after I described my fetish to her did she comment about my foreskin.
So, with that said: I like it when “intact/natural” is referred to as uncircumcised or uncut, even though it’s a misnomer!
My first uncut cock was my granfathers. Growing up adopted and in California. My grandmother remarried to a Spanish guy so my grandfather was uncut too. He knew I was uncut because he use to change my diapers when I was a baby. One night when we were alone, we both took a shower together. I was 10 or 12 years old then. I was mesmerized when I saw my grandfathers cock for the first time. Was I seeing another uncircumcised cock? Did it have skin covering the glans? I stood there staring at his cock. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen. My brother and step fathers all were circumcised and didn’t come anywhere close to my grandfathers size when soft. Till this day I know it hung 7 to 8 inches soft. Because I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock, my grandfather asked me if I wanted to touch it. I didn’t say a word but reached out and grabbed it with my little fingers. He grew 9 to 10 inches hard in my hands and was still completely covered. I knew what to do. The first thing was to see if it would retract like mine did. Okay no problem. Then I pulled it back far back to see how far it retracted. It retracted all the way. I checked the underside to look for the string of skin there like mine. Same but looser and not as tight. His retracted far back and off and away from his glans. Mine did not. I got hard and showed him how mine didn’t go back all the way because of the tight skin underneath. He handled and checked it out. He said mine was his first foreskin too and didn’t know it would be different like that. I was eager to show him I could make myself cum and began to jerk off. He watched me and then I wanted to compare and watch how he masturbated himself. He definitely had a different technique than your simple stroke and tug. He was an artist and more experienced in making himself feel good. His knob expanded and he shot 4x as much cum as I did.
I learned a lot from him but too soon he left out of state for work and the next time I saw him, I was much older and it was difficult to start back up where we had left off.
I never saw a cut penis till I was 5 and we moved from Missouri to Texas. I was the only little boy in my new neighborhood who was uncut, and all the other little guys were fascinated to watch what i could do with my foreskin. My mother finally explained the difrerence to me.
I want to tell you about a conversation I had with a teenager many years later in my capacity as his friend and choir director. i had a group of about five over to my house after rehearal for refreshments. This one boy was always different in manners from the others: he always wore suit and tie to young people’s meetings and was ultra-polite. His father was deceased, and so I think he sometimes considered me a father-figure.
At any rate, he told us that he felt very inferior, then looked me in the eye with an almost forlorn exprerssion, “I’m not circumcised!” he confessed with shame in his voice. Something gave me the right reply: “Well, neither am I!” He brightened up tremendously then, and I proceded to tell him I was glad, and why." The other boys chimed in that they were all circumcised and iit made no difference.
As I dropped him off at home, he looked me in eye eyes, and with a little blush, he said, 'THANKS FOR EVERYTHING!" and then I knew that a great burden had been lifted from him. So my motto is UNCUT IS COOL!
I think Cummings story about the boy in the choir is the greatest. For a short while when I was first in the Navy, I felt different and did not like to shower and undress in from of others unless the skin was pulled back. I think that there was only one other in the barracks of eighty who was unmutilated. I soon outgrew the feeling of being “different” and later in the Navy until now, I am very happy and proud of my foreskin. I feel sorry for those who are circumcised and are missing the feeling of a foreskin.
My first time was when I was 12 yrs old,and I was in my cousin car. My cousin was 16 at the time. We were just talking about masturbation how I told him I have never done it, so he said he would show me how. So he pulled down his shorts then he said pull down my shorts. When he pulled his shorts down I seen how big and uncut he was. That was the first time I seen an uncut penis instead of mine, and aslo this was also the first time masturbating for me…if u guys want to hear the story of my first masturbation just ask !!! 
By all means don’t keep us in suspense - tells us about your first jack off ++. We all have a story to tell alright. Nice looking cock there too!