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By turboprobe (midwest)
At a very young age, even before pubic hairs, I spewed this unknown
white stuff all over the place. It was heaven! And I haven't stopped
since! Let me tell you about the first time.
I was not very
athletic. I was a skinny kid with a body that had no definition. But for
some reason, in gym, I was at the top of my class when it came to rope
climbing. I wasn't fast..and I didn't want to be...because the sensation
of wrapping the rope over my groin while I pulled up each time was
mesmerizing! As I think back, I suppose I looked kind of weird. I'd
stare at the rope, keep pulling...inching my way up and I'd be
disappointed when I reached the top. My groin was on fire and I loved
it!
So... the rest of the story. I was home alone, bored to death
and I started snooping around my parents bedroom. I found a massager
that was hidden under some socks in the night stand. I plugged it in and
started moving it around my body. For some reason, and I don't remember
why, I put it over my penis that was buried in my jeans. I got a small
sensation that was very similar to climbing rope.
As I moved it
around, I got harder and harder...and when you are young with tight
jeans, that can be very uncomfortable. Standing there, in my parents
bedroom, I dropped my pants to relieve the tension and started rubbing
the vibrator on my balls. That hurt, so I stopped. I unplugged the
vibrator from the wall and waddled into the family room...pants at my
ankles and plugged it in next to the lamp. It had a long cord so it
would reach all the way to the couch.
I started moving the
vibrator around my groin and balls again. As I think back, there wasn't
any speed control...and of course I didn't know anything about that at
the time. I do know that it was too harsh for my balls and I didn't stay
there very long. I let the vibrator wander around the shaft of my penis
and when I reached the mushroom head. BANG! It felt the same as
climbing rope!
I let the vibrator focus on my mushroom head. I
must have sat there, mesmerized by the feeling for a good 10 minutes. I
didn't stop, because the hot, uncomfortable yet rewarding feeling kept
growing and growing and growing! I was now at the point where the
feeling was greater than anything I experienced climbing rope. It kept
building and building, I wanted more and more, I didn't want to stop for
anything. I focused my eyes on the ever-growing shiny and purple
mushroom head when all of the sudden...BOOM...white stuff was spurting
all over the place. All over me, the couch, the pillows, the
floor...everywhere. I couldn't stop it!
In a hurry, I tried to
wipe it clean, but the sticky mess was everywhere. I used a dry towel,
threw it in the wash and went outside to wait for friends to come over
and play. I couldn't stop thinking about it all day...what had happened,
why did it feel so good. Was this a one time thing? Had I hurt myself?
Did I need to tell someone?
Later that night, Mom was sitting on
the couch and started complaining about the crusty mess that didn't
fully clean up on the pillows. She looked at me...because she knew I was
home alone that afternoon. She said, "Bryan", what did you spill on the
couch?" Thinking quickly, I said that I had dropped a bowl of ice cream
and...sorry. She said, "don't do the again" and she proceeded to use a
wet hand towel to clean up the mess.
You must know, I grew up in
the country with no access to internet at the time...and no access to
porn magazines. I didn't know anything about sex, what was involved in
enjoying it...and the least, how to engage in it. All I know is that I
liked the feeling of climbing ropes..and I LOVED the feeling of my
parents vibrator on my mushroom head. Every chance I got, I repeated
the same scenario...except I was smart enough to have a wet towel handy
and I would drape it over my cock to collect that "white stuff" when it
came out. This routine went on for years until I started dating and
having girls reach into my pants, pull out my cock and jack me off...but
that's another story.
Cheers!
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