Remember the first time when you didn't really know what was going on? This is the story of just that for me.
Some time ago, I remember sitting in class with a few friends who always referred to each other as 'Wankers' or 'Tossers'. It never really sunk in to me what it all meant at the time. Not only that, the hand action they made along with it confused me.
I was very inexperienced in all forms of sexual contact and really at the time had no great desire to learn more. The word 'sex' was just a way to make people blush.
Later that evening, I was sat at home watching the music channels when I nudged it on to the Playboy channel by accident. What I saw however, changed my life. At the feeling of a bulge growing, I quickly changed back over just before anyone came in, but made a mental note that I would check it out again later that evening.
Later that evening, with my parents away to a friend's house for a few hours and it being 8:30pm, I knew two things. Firstly, that they wouldn't be back for a while. Secondly, that the channel started broadcasting at eight. Inadvertently, I'd been granted a huge window of opportunity. After waiting 10 or so minutes to be sure the coast was clear, I put the Playboy channel back on again. This time, with the dimmer lighting, being able to turn the volume up and relax, I could begin to watch with ease.
I become amazed by parts of a woman I had only heard described to me by a Biology teacher. Again, the bulge started to grow again and I dropped my trousers and underwear to basically, see what was going on.
And there it was, staring back at me, a 4-inch early teenager's cock. But that was it. I didn't have a clue what to do next. Fortunately, Playboy paved the way as a girl jerked off a guy at the end of a episode. Intently, I copied what she did, albeit a bit differently as I ended up moving it up and down in the equivalent of a 'thumbs up' grip. The Fonz would have been proud.
After some time, A pressure started to build at the head of my penis and sure enough, some clear fluid began to leak. Simply put, I laid an egg, ran up to the bathroom and had a piss. Calming myself down, it started to dawn on me that I was about to ejaculate. Then, on the back of that, I remembered my class mates earlier that day, making that fist up and down motion. Bingo!
However, incase I was wrong, I didn't want to take any chances. I got two slices of tissue paper and shoved my penis through the middle of them, so that if I did start to pee, it'd be fine. Composing myself, I lay back down, this time with a determination to keep going. There was a threesome on the TV by this point and with two girls to look at, my attention was somewhat focused only on that. The pressure started to build again and I stopped, before deciding just to go for it. A glance at the clock told me I had 40 minutes until my parents came home and that this was my last chance.
Going for it, I went at it faster than ever before, then a moment later, with a loud groan, a spray of white-to-clear ejaculate came leaping out of my dick. There wasn't much but I was still buzzing. Still hard, I did it again, but this time, I wanted to do it differently. I stood up, and proceeded to do exactly what I did the last time and promptly fired another shot that landed on the floor.
Tired, I whipped the two bits of toilet roll off of my dick, which had caught the first shot, wiped the floor and disposed of the evidence. I went off to brush my teeth and shower and as far as I could tell, my Mum and Dad were none the wiser. Perhaps if they had known, they wouldn't have been so keen to lie on the floor for the rest of the evening watching TV!
Thanks a lot Playboy and immature classmates, I'd never have done it without you.