I didn't masturbate very early, I didn't know anything about it. Of course, L was interested in my prick, aspecially why it sometimes got hard, but I didn't know what to do about it. (I'm the youngest of the family by a big margin, so it was like being an only child.) I used to look after my bicycle, mend punctures, and so on. One day I was in the garage, and there was an old inner tube lying on the floor. I thought,'That looks as if it would fit on my dick,' and I started to get hard at the thought.
There was an old pair of scissors on the work-bench, so I cut a piece of the inner tube (about a foot and a half long) and undid my flies. My dick was quite stiff now, but it wouldn't go into the tube, so I spat on my prick and tried again.
This time I got the end in, but no more, so I stood, spitting into the tube until my mouth was dry, and tried again. This was better. but I had two more spitting sessioms before my hard dick slid into the tube. It felt great! I started right away, sliding the tube to and fro, and feeling like I never had before.
I soon had a new feeling in my prick: I was almost afraid to carry on, but I didn't want to stop. I kept on stroking, but slowly, and it felt really wonderful. I couldn't help going a little faster, and holding my prick tighter, and the feeling got better and better, until I was going really fast and hard for a few minutes, and then my prick seemed to swell up, and stiffen even more, and then several spasms surged through my prick and a little white fluid shot out of the open end of the tube.
I tried to keep on stroking, but after a few movements I stopped. The feeling was so intense I couldn't go on. It was too much like agony. I eased the tube off my dick, and tucked one end into the other to stop any liquid spilling. Then I dried my dick on my handkerchief and did up my flies. I put the rubber tube in my hankie, and then tucked it into my pocket, carefully. I wanted my new discovery within reach of my bed, every night!