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The first time I masturbated was when I was about 12. I discovered it completely by accident. My mother had this back massager that was really just a vibrator. I would use it to massage her back because my hands weren't strong enough, or so she said. Anyway, I was getting bored real fast as twelve year olds are prone to do and was watching what was on TV more than I was using it to massage her back. I remember that we were watching a show that was called "That's Incredible". It had Joe Theisman, I think, and Cathy Lee Crosby on it and it showed amazing feats such as a guy eating an airplane and the like. Anyway, I put the vibrator down in my lap but I didn't turn it off. That's when it hit me like a truck on the "I". It felt great!!! So later that night I took the vibrator to my room and stripped from the waist down and put it on my now very hard penis. I had been getting erections for about a year by then but had no idea why it did this. I remember thinking that it must do that when it gets too full of pee. I guess I wasn't a very bright kid back then. Anyway, it felt incredible and for about five minutes(no gibs please I know guys twice as old now that don't last that long, I was only twelve) I thought I was in absolute heaven. Then I came. It was mostly clear from what I remember. It didn't whiten until about my 4th or 5th experience. I remember thinking that I had pissed on myself and I felt extremely guilty about pissing my pants at age 12. My love affair with my mother's back massager lasted about nine months and 50 or 60 ejaculations. I swear to it but I would do it at least twice a day, once in the morning, it was hard anyway, and once at night. Then the damn thing broke. It was green and shaped more or less like a brush and had different white rubber attachments to use with it. I actually morned the passing of that damned thing until the discovery of lotion! But that's another story.
Oh, to be young and innocent again!