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When I learned To Jack-Off

Doug, You seem interested in first time stories, I am also. I have stated most of this history in some of my true stories I have at nifty, But will re-tell them for you, in a new light.

At 10 years old I started having oral sex with other boys and a younger girl cousin. ( I have written a story about her as well, if you want to read it. )

I enjoyed many dry orgasms during my prepubescent years with my young lovers. I first noticed growing pubic hair when I was about 12-1/2. The first time I ever knew I could shoot semen was during this time.

Me and the neighbor boy were steady suck buddies. We had many dry orgasms at the mouth of each other. I don't know if I shot semen in his mouth prier to watching myself squirt for the first time

I can't say I had ever had a dry orgasm while I played with myself, I just rubbed my penis. It felt good, but I don't remember having a dry orgasm like I did at the mouth of another.

It was summer time and I was really horny one day. The neighbor boy wasn't home. I went into the bathroom at home and was kneeling on my knees on the bathroom floor rubbing my little wiener with my right hand, while I rubbed my testicles with the fingers of my left hand. It felt really good. I was so close but I just couldn't get that feeling as I had felt so many times before when having my wiener suck by others.

I got the bright idea, that if I used some of my mom's hand cream to lube my wiener with it wouldn't be so dry. ( I was circumcised and my foreskin pulled tight when I had a boner.) I stood up and went to the cabinet in the bathroom and got the jar of hand cream. I returned to kneel on my knees on the floor. I opened the jar and dipped my fingers in and retrieved a large amount. I smeared it along my hard penis and wrapped my palm and fingers around my boner, going up and down. I was amazed at how good it felt. It almost felt as good as a hot, wet mouth. Without the dry friction of my hand, I soon started to feel my orgasm start.

I kept stroking my boner, holding my foreskin tight at the base of my penis with my left hand and I started to get that tingling feeling down in my testicles. My body stiffened and jerked. I held my breath as I watched my dick shoot semen out of the end of my wiener for the first time. It shot so hard, it kind of hurt coming out. It landed on the floor about 12 or 18 inches away with an auditable splat. It was just one shot, then a couple of small dribbles over my knuckle. My semen was rather clear. I thought it might be pee. I rubbed my finger through it and it was sticky and slippery. I realized that it was my semen. I was so happy with myself. I was becoming a man. It was then that I realized I could have orgasms by myself. I didn't have to wait until I had a partner to suck me. I became the definition of `Self-Abuse.'

There wasn't much hand cream in the jar and I didn't want to use it all, or my mom would wonder where it all went.

I got the bright idea that I could use soap to lube my penis with, we had lots of soap and no one would miss it. It didn't take long to learn not to get soap in my pee-hole.

I became obsessed with masturbating myself. I would masturbate myself 4-5-6 times a day. I used soap so much jacking-off, that the thin skin on my wiener dried out and started cracking. This was very painful, especially when I got that un-called-for boner. I remember going to school, walking funny, trying to keep my wiener from rubbing against my underwear. I was afraid a teacher might notice and ask questions. ( I wonder how many teachers have witnessed boys walking funny like this, knowing they had beat their wieners too much. )

I stopped using soap and relented to using the rest of Mom's hand cream. She never said anything about where her hand cream went. In fact she bought more. ( What a great mother! )

With a full jar of hand cream I went to work to see how many times I could masturbate in 24 hours. I took a teaspoon from the kitchen so I could measure the amount of semen from each orgasm. By this time, my semen had streaks of sperm in it. I could easily fill the teaspoon to overflowing, so I got a tablespoon which I could just fill. ( But each time I ejaculated the amount was less and less. ) I decided to save my semen, and started to ejaculate into a used pill bottle. I don't know what I was thinking, I was a stupid kid with a boner 24/7. I saved my creamy-white semen that first day. ( I never thought what my mother thought about me using the bathroom so often. She must have figured out I had learned how to masturbate. ) I counted that day, I jacked-off 15 times, almost once every waking hour of the day. I was disappointed the next day, when it had all turned to a watery-clear, and was not the thick creamy sperm I had left there. For 2 days I saved my semen and filled the pill bottle about an inch or so. When it started to smell funky, I didn't want anyone to find my spoiled semen and I took it to the woods and threw it away. Oh what fun I had with my boy cock growing up!

I soon learned that I didn't need the hand cream, that I could use my circumcised foreskin to loosely slide up and down the shaft and over the tip of my penis gland.

I still like to use a lube to jack-off with. With today's technology, jacking-lube is a lot better than hand cream or baby oil. I save my lube for those special times, but most of the time I simply use my foreskin.

Steve

 
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