Hibernation Syndrome

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Hibernation Syndrome
by Zynder

I’m telling this story from secondhand information, because I don’t remember any of it personally. The events I’m relating; I’ve collected over the years from family and friends. You know, the stories that older adults tell each other when they get together, about remembering their childhood and the things they got up to. These recollections would be extremely humiliating if I could remember them. As it is they are highly embarrassing even though I can’t remember any of them. They all stem from me having a sleeping disorder. I call it Hibernation Syndrome. I don’t know what the medical profession calls it, but basically it is where you sleep so soundly that you don’t wake up for any reason until it’s time for you to wake up. One of the associated side affects of this syndrome is that you sleepwalk. It is this side affect that was noticed early on in my boyhood.

Mom tells stories of finding me asleep at the kitchen table when I was six. I would be sound asleep wearing my cowboy pajamas sitting in my usual place as though I was waiting for breakfast. She tells the story of finding me standing in front of the trash can with my pajama bottom to my ankles peeing as if I thought I was in the bathroom. According to her, this happened a lot over my boyhood. I would also get up and get completely dressed for school and be sitting in the living room waiting for time to leave. I walked to school back in those days. Mom always contemplated that I probably would have left and went to school if I could get out the door, but mom always secured the doors with butcher knives, so the doors couldn’t be busted in. This safety feature mom used to keep us safe, also seems to have kept me inside when I was sleep walking. It’s a good thing, because no telling where I would have ended up if I could have gotten out of the house.

Mom says getting me back to bed was never a problem, because she would just tell me to go to bed and I would go there. I would get back in bed with my brothers wearing whatever I had on and lay down and continue sleeping. I do remember waking up the next morning wearing school clothes a few times and wonder how that happened. At the time, I just chalked it up to my brothers playing a trick on me.

We lived in a three bedroom house, back then. My parents had their room. My two sisters had their room and us three boys had our room. Every room had a full sized bed. My sisters slept together all the way into high school. Us boys slept together also through High School. Well, me in High School and them in Junior High. My brothers are twins and are two years younger than me. Because of their birthday being late in the year they started school when they were seven instead of six. This put them three grades behind me. One brother failed the first grade and the other failed the second grade, so that put them four grades behind me, when at nine-years-old they both went into the second grade together. At which time I was eleven-years-old in the sixth grade.

All three of us were restless sleepers. From the stories, we would be all tangled together as we slept. Arms here and legs there, bodies on top of each other. None of this bothered me, because I slept so soundly. My brothers would wake up through the night, because of a foot in their mouth or a hand grabbing their penis or whatever. Back then, we took a tub bath. My sisters would take a bath together and us boys would take our bath together after them. So, nudity between us brothers wasn’t a big deal. It wasn’t that big of a deal between us and mom either, especially when we were younger. She would either give us a bath, when we were little, or supervise our baths when we got older. She also spanked us and gave us corner time butt naked, so she saw us naked all the time. After our bath, we would put on our Pajamas and watch TV until bedtime. My brothers bedtime was always thirty minutes before mine, so they would be asleep when I went to bed. I would usually have to push at least one of them over, so I would have space to get in bed, because like I said we were very restless sleepers, so they would be sprawled out over the whole bed.

When I was ten-years-old and in the fifth grade things changed for me. If you remember, my brothers are only two years in age, but four grades behind me. That means they were eight-years-old with one repeating first grade and the other in second grade. From the stories they tell, they learned a lot of interesting things from their classmates and especially from the older kids at school. The kids more their age. The entire school had recess together, so they mingled with older kids during recess. It is then that I would go to bed wearing my pajamas and wake up the next morning stark naked. This began happening more and more until it was every night. I wasn’t a modest boy, but I was concerned as to how this was happening. Pajamas don’t just slip off your butt on their own and we didn’t wear briefs under our pajamas. No boy did back then. We all wore white briefs for everyday, but not to sleep in when we were little. That is what pajamas were made for. I figured I must have gotten hot or something and taken my pajamas off during the night to cool off. But it happened in the winter too, so I was confused. I never found out what actually happened until I was an adult and at a family reunion, when the conversation went to this very topic.

My brothers told the story of their friend Robert. Everyone called him Bobby. Bobby was a year older than my brothers, so he was nine in the fourth grade. Out on the playground he told them about how he strips his brother naked at night, so he can play with his penis. He told them how funny it was to make him get a stiffie. Bobby’s brother, Johnny, was eleven, in the sixth grade, so to my brothers he was like an adult in their eyes. Johnny was a year older than me at the time. So, my brothers being the brothers that they are, started stripping me naked at night and playing with my penis. They told me that at first it was just to get me hard and pull my boner back and make it flip my belly when they let go. Later it got even more fun when one night while playing with my boner, I got the tingles. That is what they called an orgasm, when they were eight-years-old. After they learned about the tingles, they made me have a lot of them during the night. I became their favorite toy. Now remember, my adult brothers are telling this story at our family reunion. Sisters, mom and dad, cousins, aunt and uncles. even nephews and nieces are hearing this story. I’m hearing it for the first time and I’m embarrassed as heck.

Remember, I still sleep walked at night. So, now mom was finding me stark naked around the house in the middle of the night, when I went for a walk. Yes, she threw that into the conversation once my brothers admitted to why I was waking up naked. Yes, both revelations were embarrassing. Especially, since this was being talked about with the entire family present. This means even my young cousins, nephews and nieces and their friends were hearing this. Who knows how many of them tried stripping their brothers at night after hearing this story? Now, I don’t remember any of this except for waking up naked. My brothers and sisters tell me that my face turned all sorts of shades of red as they told the story about Bobby and what my brothers learned and the games they played with me at night. Evidently a couple of my nephews and one cousin sleepwalks. I wonder if they have the Hibernation Syndrome also?

As I said, ten was a special age for me. My life changed a lot and most of those changes I didn’t learn about until much later when I was an adult. This is another one of those. I was going back to my childhood town on a business trip and I was able to get with my boyhood best friend James. Back then we called him Jimmy. We were eating dinner together at a restaurant and our conversation as usual went back to boyhood memories. The conversation got around to our first sleep-over together. Jimmy came to my house. He didn’t want me sleeping-over at his house, so he came to mine. Back then he just said it was because his older brothers were mean. They were twelve and thirteen at the time. Being a ten-year-old boy, I accepted that at face value. It was at this sleep-over that we saw each other naked for the first time. Since four boys in a bathtub would be really crowded. Mom gave the twins their bath and then Jimmy and I took a bath together with mom supervising us. When Jimmy got naked and I saw his penis, I was very surprised because it was twice as long as mine. We were the same age, but his penis was so much bigger than mine. I didn’t understand it. I do now that I’m older, but back then boys didn’t see color. Jimmy is a black boy. I’m a white boy. Black boys have bigger penises. I think mom liked seeing Jimmy’s penis too, because she smiled every time he got naked and we took a bath together. Mom was still supervising our baths when we were twelve and thirteen-years-old which was very embarrassing, which is why we started sleeping over at Eddies around that time. After we finished our bath and put our Pajamas on we watched tv until bedtime. The twins were already asleep when we went to my room. I went ahead and stripped naked, because by then I started sleeping naked, because I knew I was going to wake up naked anyway. Jimmy asked me if I slept naked and I explained to him why I do and he stripped naked too. We went to bed naked together. It felt naughty. We both got stiffies and Jimmy’s stiffie was huge. We played with them some before we both fell asleep. That’s the part of my first sleep-over I remembered and shared with James during our dinner. What I didn’t know is what he told me that happened during the night of our first sleep-over together.

Jimmy said he woke up in the middle of the night, because one of my brothers was playing with his stiffie. He just had the tingles which woke him up. To this day he can’t tell my twin brothers apart. I never had a problem, but I guess others do. He watched my other brother give me the tingles and he was surprised I didn’t wake up like he did. They explained to him how I never wake up. They can do anything they want to me and I won’t wake up. He told me that they proved it by playing the flip my penis game. They got me stiff and flipped my penis over and over again. Jimmy told me then he tried it and I stayed asleep. He even gave me the tingles and I slept right through it. I asked Jimmy, why he never told me about this. He was my best friend and he never told me about what my brothers were doing to me when I was asleep. Now for those that don’t know it, a black man can blush. His face turns red just like us white men, just it’s harder to see. I knew what to look for and Jimmy was blushing.

Jimmy then told me the rest of the story. I don’t think he was going to tell me at first, but then to explain why he kept my sound sleeping a secret, he sort of had to tell me. After giving me the tingles, he told my brothers that he wanted to try something that his older brothers made him do every night before bedtime. They took all the pillows and propped me up with them behind my back, so I was mostly sitting up, still sound asleep. Jimmy then opened my mouth and got up close and put his penis in it. He says nothing happened, so he pushed my jaws together, so my lips were touching his penis and then he wiggled around until I started sucking his penis. I liked to died right there in the restaurant when Jimmy told me about this. My best friend told me that he stuck his penis in my mouth, so I would suck it in my sleep. It was my turn to turn red in the face. My face was so hot that I drank an entire glass of ice water and asked for more. Oh. The story doesn’t stop there either. Once the waitress leaves from filling my glass of water he continues. He said once he got stiff, that I sucked his boner harder and harder giving him the tingles three times, before my brothers pushed him off me and tried it themselves. My best friend had me sucking his dick on sleep-overs. No wonder he wanted to sleep over all the time.

He then dropped a bombshell. He told me he did this all the way through High School. He told me I gave him his first ejaculation and I drank it all. He told me when we had sleep-overs at Eddie’s house, that him, Eddie and David, all had me suck them and I drank all of it. I learned during that dinner with my best friend that I was a night time cocksucker. He asked me if I ever wondered why they nicknamed me Drac. My real name is Drake. I told him until right then, I just thought they thought I was like a vampire is all, but now I know why, I was a sucker. Not a blood sucker, but a sperm sucker. I sucked all my friends all through Junior and Senior High School and never knew it until right then. I know my face was red and for a boy with red hair, blushing is really easy to see on pale skin.

During dessert, Jimmy shares another revelation. My mother let him in on another of my secrets when I sleep. She told him that I sleepwalk, so he can help keep me safe at night. She didn’t realize that boys take every advantage they can to have some fun at another boy’s expense. Once mom told Jimmy, just before my first sleep-over at Eddies, he told the other boys. So, the first time it happened was when I was twelve. That’s when I started going to Eddie’s for sleep-overs, because it was getting too embarrassing having mom supervise Jimmy and my bath, when he slept over my house. I got up out of bed stark naked, of course, and walked around their house for a while and then went to the back door. The boys opened the door and I walked right outside. I was outdoors stark naked. My friends followed me and let me walk around the neighborhood naked. I was twelve-years-old. My penis was bigger and my balls had dropped, so they were hanging. I wasn’t a little kid anymore and my friends let me go walking naked out where I could be seen. Jimmy told me that I was seen on a number of occasions. They would just run up and explain to whoever saw me that I was sleepwalking and they came to take me back home. Since they were in their pajamas, the people always believed them. Now, none of us boys, slept in pajamas anymore once we were twelve, but we all had them to wear around the house after our baths. Jimmy and I slept naked and David and Eddie slept in their white Fruit of the Loom briefs. They never would sleep naked for some reason. Now, that I think about it, maybe it has something to do with the fact that I was seen by some of Eddie’s neighbors stark ass naked with my penis hanging out. Those neighbors included men, women, boys and girls. My friends knew that I walked in my sleep. Not a one of them told me. We played football in the vacant lot and no one ever told me about seeing me naked walking in my sleep. Now, I know why some girls giggled when they saw me playing with my friends. They knew what I looked like under my shorts. I don’t get it. How does something like that stay a secret all those years? How come I only learn about this stuff late into my adulthood? Actually come to think about it, I’m glad I didn’t know about it as a boy. I couldn’t have done anything about it. So, why know? It would have been that much more embarrassing if I had known what I was doing in my sleep.

After learning about all of this, the next story I have to share is tame. It was after our mom’s passing and I was back home for the funeral. I was staying with one of my sisters for three days. One of those days both sisters and I were gathered around reminiscing about the good ole days. The conversation came around to my sisters always trying to catch me naked in the bath tub when I was twelve. They had seen me naked before puberty, but I got really secretive once puberty started. My body was changing and it was difficult enough for me to accept the changes without my sisters seeing those very same changes. My brothers, of course, saw every change and even got the benefit of being able to jerk me off at night, so they could see what sperms looked like while I was sound asleep. But my sisters had no idea about how I was changing. According to my sisters it was my brothers that let them in on the secret. Now, one sister is a year older than me and one sister is a year younger than me. I’m sandwiched in-between them.

My wonderful brothers being the sweet boys they are knew about my sisters trying to catch me naked. My sisters knew I was in puberty just by the way I was acting. My brothers decided to let them in on the secret and told them to come to our bedroom after midnight. My brothers were wearing pajamas when my sisters came to our room. I was, of course, sprawled out over the bed stark naked with my penis right there to be seen. I don’t know if I was laying there boned-up or not. My sisters didn’t tell me one way or the other, probably because it didn’t matter because they got plenty of opportunities to see me with a boner over the next few years. My sisters told me of just how excited they were seeing me naked for the first time. They couldn’t believe how big my penis had grown and that my balls were big too. I was the first older boy they saw naked. They told me that later they saw Jimmy naked and I wasn’t as big as they originally thought. I was compared to him. Yes, my brothers let them come see me and Jimmy naked together at one of our sleep-overs. They just couldn’t stay and do anything to us, because they didn’t want to wake Jimmy up and get into trouble. If mom found out, they would have gotten the spanking of all spankings. But when it was just me naked, they could do whatever they wanted without fear of waking me up or getting caught. They did too. They played with my penis and made me ejaculate. Yep. They got to see sperms for the first time playing with my penis. They even guided me into there room a few times, when I was sleepwalking so they could play with me without my brothers there. One of those times was when they were having a sleep-over with two of their friends. Yes. Other girls saw me naked and saw me ejaculate. I was the neighborhood sex dummy where girls got to learn about boys and I never knew it, so I never got to enjoy the fun of it, but then I also didn’t have to suffer the embarrassment of it. Like I said, my sisters revelations are embarrassing, but nothing as bad as my best friend Jimmy’s revelations.

This all stopped when I joined the military right out of High School. I was at boot camp, when I was called into my drill sergeants office. He sent me to the hospital to be evaluated. I had to stay in the hospital for three days, after which I was discharged with a medical discharge. At my hearing for my discharge is when I learned that I sleep walk. My drill sergeant found me naked marching on the parade grounds in the middle of the night. He sent me to the hospital for evaluation to make sure I wasn’t faking it. At the hospital, I was discovered walking around the hospital naked and after doctors examined me, they declared me as being a sleep walker. I’ve never been diagnosed officially as having Hibernation Syndrome. That is what I call it after hearing all these family stories of me when I was a boy.

Now, I sleep behind closed and locked doors. I use butter knives to secure my doors, so I never sleep walk outside anymore. As a boy it might be considered funny, but as an adult man I doubt people would find it funny. Once I heard about my Hibernation Syndrome, I stopped sharing a room on company trips. Who knows what coworkers have done to me while I slept, before I knew about my condition. Who knows what other kids have done to me when I was a boy that I don’t know about, because I haven’t heard their stories. I was a Boy Scout. I went on camping trips. I was a member of the YMCA and we had overnight activities where we slept together. I stayed with cousins and grandparents, sleeping over with them. Who knows what else was done to me and by whom? I do know that every time I think about these stories that I have shared with you, I’m embarrassed all over again. Just thinking about sucking off my best friends at sleep-overs gives me chills up and down my spine. What’s even more humiliating than that is knowing that every night of my brother’s lives after learning from Jimmy about sticking their penis in my mouth, I have sucked them off. My brothers didn’t have to jerk off until I graduated from High School and went into the military. They had their very own cocksucker in bed with them. Their only saving grace is that they admitted that they felt guilty about it once they started ejaculating, so they sucked me off also. I was getting blow jobs every night even though I don’t remember any of them. Yes, it’s still humiliating, but at least I got something for my humiliation. At least I think I did, because my brothers could be lying about that and I’ll never know for sure.

Well, that’s it. At least as much as I’ve been told. I’m sure there is more, but I probably will never discover any of it. I do wonder if anything else happened. Boy Scouts? YMCA? School sleep-over? Cousins? Co-workers? Who Knows?

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