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First orgasm that I can recall.


I can still remember the first time I had an orgasm. I am not really sure that it was the first time I ever played with myself, but it was the first time I came, that's for sure.

I remember being home sick from school when I was about eight. I was in my parents bedroom because I was eight and bored (I might have faked being sick. I don't remember that part too well). I looked in my father's nightstand and found a condom. I knew what it was, and had a small idea what it was used for. Under the condom in the nightstand drawer was an erotic magazine. Back then it was not nearly as graphic as it is now, but I remember seeing pictures of the naked women and getting what to me felt like the biggest hard on of all time (it was probably about two whole inches).

My mother was doing some work downstairs, so I knew I could stay in the room with little fear of getting caught. I remember doing all this like it was yesterday. I got on my parents bed and pulled my underwear down. I opened up the condom and noticed how slippery it was. I unrolled it enough to put it on my little dick, and was amazed how good it felt when my hand rubbed up and down (the condom was lubricated). I kept rubbing, but was paying little attention to that as I read though the magazine, fascinated at how women looked without clothes.

All of a sudden I realised that it felt like nothing I had ever experienced. I don't think I would have stopped if my whole family walked into the room at that moment. I was rubbing really slowly at this point, so the build up was very slow and intense. I didn't know what was going on, or what would happen if I continued, but I was in heaven. I remember hoping that it would never stop. All of a sudden I reached the point of no return. I almost cried out it felt so good. I came (I was too young for anything to come out) and it was the best thing that had ever happened to me up until that point.

Things changed for me after that. I always went right up to my room after school and masturbated. It became sort of a ritual for me. I would do it to help me go to sleep at night, and again first thing when I woke up in the morning. A couple of years later, my best friend at the time and I were having a sleepover at his house when we found a porn channel. Of course being young boys we did what came naturally. I had to teach him what to do, since he had never masturbated before. We were at a place his parents had in the woods, and we were all alone at the time since his family had gone into town for supplies. That was another night I will remember for the rest of my life. I had never done it in front of anyone before, or seen anyone else do it. This was the start for me of something that I have come to love. I love watching people masturbate. I am not gay, but I love watching women and men both. Seeing people, and hearing people have self inflicted orgasms is one of my favorite things.

I have since become a chronic masturbator. At least twice a day, sometimes three or four times a day depending on my mood, or if I am in a relationship.

I love this site, and always have a good cum reading the women's stories. I think I am going to submit this, so I can get back to what I do best, just remembering these things has me hard and ready to go.

Happy wanking.



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