Robin was my age, 12, and slim. He had sandy blond hair and lively blue eyes, and was quite good looking, with a shy smile. I got to know him the first day, and liked him. The first night, though, I noticed he changed into his pjs inside his sleeping bag, remaining under cover. He did the same when he changed back in the morning. I was surprised by his modesty, which was unusual among the guys I hung around with, but I didn't think much about it.

During the afternoon a bunch of us were down by the stream, and decided to go skinny dipping. Robin hung back, and didn't go in, looking a little uneasy. We all went in and had a good swim, and when we got out and everyone was getting dressed, one of the older boys started kidding Robin about being afraid to go skinny dipping. He then went up and pulled Robin's pants down. Robin grabbed his underwear, and there was a scuffle as several boys playfully tried to de-pants him. This was normal horseplay, and no one meant anything by it, but I noticed Robin acted afraid to be stripped. I said, "Oh, knock it off," and the guys gave up and finished getting dressed.

I didn't talk to Robin about it until that night when we were in our sleeping bags. I was curious, so asked him.

"You really didn't want those guys to de-pants you today, did you?" Robin just answered with a shake of the head.

"Why? "

"I don't know."

"There must be a reason; we all play around like that, it doesn't mean anything."

He hesitated, then said, "I look different than you guys."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not circumcised.

I was surprised at that answer. "What's wrong with that?

"It's different. People stare at me."

"Wow, I wouldn't be embarrassed by that, I'd be happy!"

He looked at me. "Why?"

"You have something we don't have. I wish I weren't circumcised."

"Really? Why not?"

"Well, it's more natural. If I were like you, I'd show it off, not hide it."

"Show it off? You're nuts."

"Well, I wouldn't hide it. Besides, there's another reason."

"What's that?"

"My dad told me in the old days they circumcised boys to make them less likely to masturbate, since the penis would be less sensitive. I guess the foreskin covering the head keeps it from rubbing your clothes, and without the foreskin it gets less sensitive. Not that it's stopped me!" I chuckled, and Robin looked a little surprised, and chuckled too. "I wish I knew how it feels to not be circumcised."

I paused. "I also hear it's useful."

He looked really curious at that, and asked, "For what?

"Well," I hesitated. "Like when you Jack off. I've heard it feels good when you use the foreskin to massage the head."

He looked embarrassed, and didn't say anything.

"I've never gotten a close look at someone who wasn't circumcised. Can I see it?"

Robin didn't say or do anything for a while, but finally said "OK" and pulled his sleeping bag down- He unsnapped his pjs, pulled them down a little, and showed me his penis. It looked really neat. The foreskin protruded over the head of his penis about a quarter inch or so, making it look a little longer, but it looked loose. I could see the shape of his penis head through it, with the ridge of the cap, and it looked a little blue or purple as though a bit translucent. I asked, "Can I feel it?".....(cont)