From Humping to Stroking

In my previous story I told of my discovery of masturbation, orgasm and ejaculation by humping my pillow in bed at night. Whilst this was great, it did take a while for me to cum and my bed was pretty noisy! My mother would often shout up from downstairs telling me to get to sleep. I dare say she knew what I was doing!

I was still around 13 and met a new friend, Martin, who was going to start at the same school as me. We would walk to school together and I don't know how we got into the subject of masturbation, but we did. Now Martin was a few months older than me and it was evident when changing for sports he was considerably further down the puberty journey than I was. Compared to me he was hung and had a huge bush of pubic hair, whereas I had hardly any! 

Anyway, we were talking about masturbation one day while walking home from school and he asked me quite bluntly if I spurted cum of not when I wanked. I said that I did while I was jumping my pillow! He sort of laughed and asked me why I didn't just stroke my cock with my hand.

I can't remember what I said, but I do know that up until that point it hadn't occurred to me to do anything other than hump my pillow. I suppose my mind was fixated on emulating fucking.

That evening I could hardly wait for bedtime, but I daren't go earlier than usual in case my mother was suspicious!

When I got into bed, with a handkerchief at the ready, I was already hard. I put my hand around my cock and was simply amazed at how good it felt to have that skin on skin contact. I did has Martin had instructed and started to stroke my cock, being uncut with my foreskin sliding back and forth across the head of my cock. With a matter of a minute or two at most I could feel my balls tightening and a huge tingling sensation spreading across my loins. And then, I felt a huge contraction at the base of my cock and before I knew it cum was flying out of my cock and covering my chest and tummy. I was covered in glistening ropes of cum. 

I did my best to wipe it all up with the handkerchief. My mind was blown by this new and wonderful experience.

I wasn't long before I was doing it several time a day. I loved it then and I still love it today over 45 years later!

I have more stories to tell, but right now my cock is demanding my attention!