My genuine first time of ecstasy
I also can remember the first time I jerked off! I must have been when I was about 17-18 years old, living at home with my older sister and sharing a room with my younger brother. Starting when I was 14 or 15 years old, I had tried getting it done, pounding my pork, but nothing ever happened. No results. I had heard about it from a number of my friends, only in jest, some scuttlebutt and watching porno movies. When the wind would blow I would get a hard-on, not really knowing what it was or what it meant. Whenever I would talk to girls, my little dick would grow and grow, almost to twice the size. Feeling a little embarrassed, I would try to hide it, but no such luck. I was too hard,
At that time, back in the seventies, you didn't talk about beating your meat or even admit that you did it. Often in bed I would stroke my cock to try to get something to happen, but no such luck. Then one night, I thought to myself 'I was going to make it happen' and I finally did. As I laid in bed, with my brother asleep, I went at it. I got into position. With my hand on my cock, my mind in the right mood I vigorously went at it. I was going to make it happen. I had a bed with a mattress on top of a set of metal springs, so I had to be careful not to make any rhythmic noises that would wake anybody up. After minutes of stroking, which seemed like an eternity, I felt something start to happen. I didn't know what it was. I continued my stroking. Then all of a sudden I felt something start rising inside my penis. The more I stroked, the more intense things got. I was hoping that this was what it was all about, what I had been waiting for. Then there was an eruption. Boy, was there an eruption. It was a feeling that I had never experienced before and I haven't experienced since. I can still remember to this day how it felt and don't ever want to forget. It was a very wonderful feeling. The cum spurted all over my chest, my hands and pubic hairs. There it was. I did it. I did it. I finally did it. So much cum that been building up over the years. It spurted all over the place. I felt like a volcano that was erupting. I thought it would never end, and hoped that it wouldn't.. It was the most wonderful and powerful feeling that I had ever felt. I wanted to scream and shout with joy, but I knew that I couldn't. I was so proud of my myself, but what a mess! I gently reached over to get some tissues to clean myself up with, being careful not to wake anyone up. It seemed like I used a whole box.
Then I laid back thinking about what had just happened. I knew this was the beginning of something that I would continue to do for the rest of my life, even to this day. At times I would come home from school, rush upstairs to try to get that same feeling. I got close, but it never felt the same as what I experienced my very first time. Many times I would lay on my back, feet against the wall, and try to shoot the cum into my mouth, but all I got was a messy face. I would continue pleasuring myself throughout the years, thinking of what I could do to repeat what had happened. To make future times as joyful as the first time, but it never really happened. Close, but as they say,'no cigar'
I hope this is something that some of you can relate to.