By the middle of my 13th year, I had been ejaculating for four or five months. The pleasure had become so extreme I was masturbating compulsively three times a day. I had been masturbating moderately for four years, having orgasms, and without understanding fully, perfecting an erotic internal world.
Jack had been at it now for about 30 minutes, his pecker was a dull almost blood colored red, its head purple and glistening from the combination of Vaseline and pre-come oozing out when each down stroke opened the meatus, his sense of guilt was submerged in the enormous pleasure consuming him. His entire body was tingling profusely. The shaft was rock hard with a small valley running down its center. The orgasm began with a gasp, followed by stiffening of the abdominal muscles. His stroking stopped, now the penis took on its own life jerking in and out without Jack's input. A thin white fluid spurted from the head followed by the first thick come shooting out three feet, then the next shot, another, and another. The extreme tension began to subside with a lessening of the shot contractions, and his one eyed serpent began its decline with his orgasm going into a continuous oozing state. Jack began to breathe again, relaxed, opened his eyes, and saw his come covered penis clearly for the first time since the fireworks began, and finally felt the penile contractions stop.