Get Stared At!

I am a very sporty, almost fifteen-year-old teenager. That's the normal stuff about me. But, to the eye, I could easily pass as a twenty-year-old. The fact that I do a lot of sports (three hours of swimming each day, and a 'professional' hockey and basketball player) has really helped my physique.

I am currently over six feet tall (186 cm), I have quite a pack of muscles and my penis is eight point two inches long (21 cm). Apparently, my growth process is at it's end.

My jack-off history had a triumphal start three years ago, but that's for another time. At weekends, I also do karate. A few weeks ago, after my karate work-out, I went to the locker room to change to my regular clothes, a few minutes after the other karatists, who were already in the showers. The locker room was empty, except for a ten-year-old who had just arrived for his karate training, which was about to start (the eight to twelve year group is right after the thirteen to eighteen one).

The locker room doesn't have the so-called lockers. It's just a 5x5 room with a few benches and so. I sat on a bench just in front of the bench where the kid was sitting. I knew him. We started to talk about sports and karate, while I started to undress my kimono. I confess I am a little narcissist, so I get turned on by my body very easily (and not only I).

Talking to the kid, a nice, intelligent, funny kid, I was now fully undressed with only my stretched boxers on. He got undressed himself, preparing to put his kimono on, and he was clearly comparing my body with his, wondering if when he'll be my age he'll look like this. I myself took a look at the small bulge in his briefs, which was of an insignificant size at that age. My four and a half inch flaccid dick started to get hard. The sensation of being stared at like that was a huge turn-on. Shortly, it had already passed the edge of my boxers and it reached the full size. I got my boxers off, now being completely naked, ready to go to the showers. But for another few minutes, I remained seated on the bench, like nothing had happened, and still talking to the kid on totally different subjects. Then, he suddenly asked me about my erection.

'My thing sits straight up like that once in a while, but I can't make it like that whenever I want. How do you do it?,' he asked me. I answered him and then I said I really have to go. There were two important factors. One - the fact that I was so stared at. And Two - the fact that I procrastinated my masturbation session, and anticipated it in my mind as much as I could. The kid left, and I went into the steamy showers, where a few other karatists of my age took their showers at that moment. Each of us knew we masturbated, both in the showers and out of them. So, ignoring them, I went to my shower and started to jack-off fiercely. The orgasm I felt was one of the best yet, making me yell in satisfaction.

Therefore, deliberate exposure and anticipation are great. Also, thanks to my karate pals who didn't mention anything about my yelling.

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