Date: Sun, 21 Oct 2012 11:06:07 -0400
From: derek guyson <drekguy08grad@gmail.com>
Subject: Two Boys Cumming of Age part 1

My memory is a bit hazy, as the following story took place nearly 12 years
ago; when I was almost 13 years old. I had always been an introverted kid;
quiet, shy and easily embarrassed by the mere mention of the word 'sex';
that is until I found my father's porn stash and began using every free
moment to examine these films and come to some understanding of what 'it'
was all about.

Soon I found myself entranced with pornography. I mimicked the actions on
the screen; men stroking their larger than life dicks, sounds of ecstasy
escaping their lips. I still remember my first dry orgasm. Like most
confessional stories on this site, I first assumed that I was going to piss
all over myself, so I always managed to release the grip of my little prick
before the feeling became too intense. The first time I actually peaked, I
had been working up a real sweat, watching  a well worn VHS tape of a young
man fucking an older woman. I saw an empty 2 liter soda bottle laying
nearby and stuck my prick inside. I imitated the actions on screen and
humped myself into the bottle. When I felt the intensity building up I was
about to stop as I always had, until I realized my penis was stuck in the
bottle. It seemed to have doubled in girth and suddenly my hips bucked
uncontrollably and I collapsed onto the floor. Someone I knew what had
happened, even though I couldn't put it into words. From that moment, I was
hooked. My small rod had become my new best friend and I was playing with
it every chance I got.

The time had come for us to learn about sexual education in Science class.
I remember being turned on by the educational video we were watching in the
darkened classroom. While most of the students were giggling on cue to
phrases like 'masturbation', 'penis' and 'vagina', I sat transfixed, eyes
glued to the screen and carefully stroked my hardened prick through my
pants. It was then that I discovered the thrill I got from the possibility
of 'being caught'. I rubbed myself to orgasm in the middle of my classroom
and up to the point it was the most exhilarating feeling I had ever
experienced.

The more I watched my father's porn videos, the more I started to come to
the realization that I was paying closer attention to the men rather than
the women. The thought was terrifying to say the least. To confuse my young
mind even further was my lack of knowledge on the concept of being
bisexual. I knew that gay meant you liked boys, but I was attracted to
girls and had spent many hours making out with neighborhood girls after
school, so what was I to think of these new found feelings?

I can feel a chill crawling up my spine as I reflect on these memories.
It's almost as though I can still feel, smell and taste the sensations that
transpired. It was late fall, sometime between Halloween and my birthday,
which usually falls on Thanksgiving weekend. I was reading "What's
Happening to My Body", a book that I had checked out from the school
library after my teacher had mentioned it in class. I was boned up from
looking at the simplistic illustrations and diagrams displaying the
pubescent anatomy of boys and girls. The house was over-occupied at the
time, because my mother was babysitting one of our neighbor's three kids
while their parents were working out of town for the weekend. The oldest of
them was a girl who, few weeks prior had aided me in my first real sexual
experience with another person. She was almost a year older than I was and
after playing some seemingly harmless truth or dare she showed me how to
finger her in the woods behind our apartment building. I was thrilled when
I heard that they'd be with us for the weekend; thrilled at the idea of
touching her soft pussy lips again. Her brother and sister on the other
hand drove me crazy. They were loud and wild and kept interrupting whenever
I would try to have a moment alone with their older sister. So I decided to
stay in my room and handle my frustrations with some self-play.

My mother and father had left to the grocery store, leaving the four of us
alone. I was hoping my friend would attempt to come into my room and I
could make a move, but before I knew it, she and her siblings had gone
outside to play. While I sat skimming through the book and rubbing myself,
I left my door ajar, in case she decided to come play. During the course of
my reading I came to a chapter discussing mutual masturbation between
adolescents and even between boys. I felt like my dick was going to rip
through the seams; I couldn't stand it any longer, so I dropped my pants to
the floor and started stroking myself furiously; imagining boys from my
class partaking in a circle jerk. My heart was pounding and I could feel
sweat building on my brow. I was close to orgasm when I heard the slightest
whimper followed by a profound "Wow!" I looked up to find my friend's 11
year old brother standing in my doorway and as I locked eyes with him my
body shook and I felt an explosion rush through my body. To my surprise my
hand was wet. A small drop of cum had been released from my cock! My first
real orgasm; I was a man now!