I had just turned eleven. The neighbor kid was 14. I slept over at his house one night and was awakened by him pulling my briefs down but I pretended to stay asleep. He played with my little hard dick for a long time and I could feel his against my leg. Eventually he laid on his back and though it was dark, I could just see him pulling furiously on his hard penis. I didn't know what he was doing.
For the rest of the summer he would, at every opportunity, bring out some car magazines with the hot girl models. He would reach over and start rubbing my crotch until I was hard. Wanna play around he'd ask. He would go lock the door and push me back on the bed and pull my shorts off. It felt so good with him jacking my little dick. He never showed me his, but I could see it hard in his pants.
Later that summer he came over to my house. It was the last time we did anything together. He closed the bedroom door and pulled up a chair next to my bed and started rubbing my crotch till it got hard. Then he took off my pajamas.
He jacked me for a long time and then started playing with my balls, too. I felt a pressure growing in my low belly. Then I came and came. It covered me from my head to navel. He didn't say much, just left.
I think I did it four or five more times that night myself. And at least once a day ever since...for thirty years.