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Well, I was about 4 or 5 years old when I discovered the pleasures one could have when playing with ones self. Back then I would more often than not fall asleep with my hand stuffed in my underwear holding my penis as I slept. I couldn't explain it but something about holding my penis felt good to me, so I would hold it as often as I could without getting scolded for doing so.
As I grew older, I found that rubbing it had its own advantages. Yes at that time I didn't know much about what was happening, but I knew that rubbing it felt just as good, if not better than just holding it while I was asleep.
Well, it was around the time that I was eleven years old that I started to really notice any real growth in length and girth of my circumcised penis. If I had to guess, I would have said that it was about 4 to 5 inches in length when erect. That in itself was new to me because not many times that I could remember did my penis get hard when touching it before then.
With this new found pleasure of getting hard when I played with my penis, I found myself playing with it every chance I got. I would not know what it would feel like to have an orgasm though until one winter night while I was in church sitting with my friends.
As I had said before, I would play with my penis almost any chance I got, because getting an erection always fascinated me whenever I did. Well I was sitting with 2 of my friends at church one evening. And for some reason lost interest in what the preacher had to say. My attention turned to my dick. My friends and I were far enough away that I didn't think anyone would see, so I unzipped my pants and started to play with myself through my briefs there sitting in the pew.
As one can imagine, my dick got hard but it wasn't straight. Because it wasnt straight, I started to get a little bit uncomfortable. I tried to straighten it out so there wasn't so much pressure on it. As I was slowly trying to straighten it out, hoping no one saw me squirming a little bit in the pew, the head of my penis would rub against the cloth of my briefs the whole time.
My penis head rubbed along the fabric of my briefs for maybe 10 seconds while I was straightening it out. That sent a tingling feeling shooting through my penis. It felt good at first, but then my penis began to contract. These contractions startled me, because I had never had them before when playing with my penis. As a result I tried as calmly as possible to remove my hand from my pants. As the contractions continued though, I noticed that my briefs were starting to feel wet.
This startled me even more. By this time though I had zipped my pants back up. So not to draw too much attention to myself, I slowly got up and walked out of the auditorium as if I was going to go use the rest room. Once in the restroom, I locked myself in the stall and pulled my pants and briefs down to find a wet spot in my briefs about the size of a silver dollar. Not knowing what it was, I reached down and touched it to find that it was sticky. I got even more scared, and I quickly got some toilet paper to blot out as much of that sticky residue as I could.
Well I had wet dreams after that, but it wasn't until I was about 13 that I had realized what had happened and found out that the sticky residue that had been in my briefs was called semen. With that knowledge in mind I found it cool that I could experience something like that as young as I had been. Though I wish now that it hadn't happened while I was in church. But now knowing how good it feels to masturbate, I do it as often as I can.
Hope that this story was interesting to someone out there, because I still get arroused at times thinking about it. And hope for those of you who read this that you don't feel ashamed if a similar experience happened to you.