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First Time Cumming

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By age thirteen, I had developed body hair, my voice was beginning to change, and my circumcised cock had grown to five and a half inches in length and quite thick. Some friends and I had played 'show me' before, so I had some other cocks to compare to. Most were shorter and thinner than mine, and curved where mine was straight. It felt good when other boys looked enviously at my cock, and I felt confident that I 'had what it takes'. I had been 'seriously' masturbating since I was twelve or so, since I had learned a little bit about sex from equally uninformed friends. Girls were beginning to be noticed by us, and since they were a bit more developed than we were at that age, the obvious differences between the genders provided us boys with much to discuss and to use in our imaginings when we were exploring our nascent sexuality. My masturbation at that age began to result in copious amounts of clear, slick, precum leaking from my cock, but with no particularly exciting sensations arising from my stroking. I wondered if that was all there was to this sex thing, since I didn't really have a clue as to what ejaculation was-it was mysteriously referred to as 'creaming' by those more 'knowledgable' than I. All I knew was that something came out, but what it looked like, or what it felt like when it happened, I had no idea. One day, after taking a bath, I was idly playing with my cock, watching it swell and grow hard, and looking at myself in the mirror, admiring the way my cock stood pointing up at an angle, and how it would spring back to that position when I bent it down and then released it. I studied it carefully, noting how, from the side, it thickened from the glans to the base, and how the veins stood out in clear relief. My balls had grown along with my cock at this age, and I fondled them gently, noting the soft-firm masses within the sacs that hung below the base of my cock, covered with a light sprinkling of brown hair. As I played with my erection, I began to think of a girl at school, a senior, that I saw often. I thought she was most attractive-a German girl, blonde and tall, with a pretty face and large breasts, which I and my friends had begun to note and comment upon as we became aware of the wonderful differences between boys and girls. I was stroking the frenulum, just behind the glans, as the sensation of rubbing there was more noticable. The precum that was streaming from my cock was running down the shaft, lubricating my fingers as they rubbed and squeezed. The images of that lovely girl were racing through my mind, and I was thoroughly enjoying myself. As I slowly masturbated, things began to happen inside me. Nerve pathways made their final connections, my thirteen-year old prostate had been filling up with semen, and was overfilled, and my testicles had been pumping out hormones. Suddenly, everything came together at once. I felt a tightness, an almost painful cramping, deep inside me, somewhere between my cock and anus, My cock became even more rigid than before, the veins standing out like they had never done previously. A tingling, almost a burning sensation, enveloped my glans, which had become a dark red in color. I gasped audibly, and reflexively bent forward. As the sensations were about to consume me entirely, a thick jet of yellowish semen jetted from my cock, landing on the toilet seat with a plop, followed by two more thick ropes, then a number of thick drops that landed on the bathroom floor. I stood there, gasping, trying to make sense of all that had just happened. It quickly became obvious that I had 'creamed', that I had at last joined the ranks of 'men' and that I now had the power to make a girl pregnant, even the full-breasted German girl I had just fantasized about, and who had been the image responsible for my first ejaculation. After examining my sperm on the toilet seat, dabbling a finger in it to note the thickness and consistancy, and the faint bleachy smell, I wiped everything clean with toilet paper, and myself as well. Squeezing my now half-hard cock produced several more drops of white sperm, which I scooped off with a finger and brought to my mouth for a taste. It was exciting and exotic, and all mine! Life changed for me that day. I became an avid masturbator, ejaculating at least once a day, usually in bed at night, enjoying the pleasurable sensations and the sight of my semen squirting onto my belly, almost to my chin. Much later, I learned about 'wet dreams', but I never had one myself until I was twenty-four, and in the service, with no opportunity to masturbate in private. Until then I never let my prostate fill up to the point where my body needed to get rid of the excess semen-I was always ready and eager to do that myself!

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