Cum at Last - it Was Worth the Wait

I was at a boys boarding school back in the late 1970s which was full of sex starved mid teen boys where every second thought is about sex is sort of fun. There were 10 of us sharing a large study room, a bit like an open plan office. Availability of wanking material was not a problem. Back then (late 1970s) 'adult' magazines were very different to those available today. Titles included some familiar ones today: Men Only, Fiesta, Knave, Penthouse and the occasional Playboy. Then, they focused mainly on tits and back views of naked girls, full frontals, and certainly not open pussy shots, had still not yet arrived. My favorite then was Fiesta as it has a slightly more risqué approach. There were always plenty of shots of girls in tight panties, some of these were wide open leg shots which drove the imagination of pre-pubescent boys wild. We would get our magnifying glasses out to inspect the tight mounds of pussy to see if we could see through the material or even see traces of pubic hair (which was usually airbrushed out). The general routine was that you just helped yourself to a mag and went to the toilet to rub one off, all quite openly. In the communal dormitory at night all you could hear was a rhythmic squeak of old iron bedstead springs, heavy breathing and groans as boys came between the sheets. I used to lie there stroking my cock getting to the point of intense pleasure and stopping. I still had not cum and was a fairly late developer. My cock was growing slightly though and was now a little longer than my clenched fist. Sex, sex and wanking just went on day in, day out. The end of term came around soon enough and back home for the holidays. Time dragged a bit and boredom started. I was missing the male environment and in particular the freely available magazines. All I had at home was a pile of mail order catalogues where the most thumbed pages were the underwear ads. I must have spent hours stroking my cock looking at women in panties and bras. I even used to look for the girdle adverts in the women's magazines. I usually had the house to myself in the holidays as my parents and sister were working.  One day I decided to be brave and try to buy an 'adult' magazine, so I went into town and found one of the quieter backstreet newsagents. They tend to stock a better selection of top shelf magazines anyway. I hovered about outside to check if there were any customers. There was a man behind the counter (good) and a woman in the shop (bad). I hung about waiting for her to leave and then rushed in. My eyes went straight to the top shelf and I spotted the latest edition of Fiesta. I quickly picked a copy and also picked up a local newspaper. I gave this to the guy behind the counter who seemed to take an age inspecting the magazine cover looking for the price. I paid my money and he put the magazine inside the newspaper and handed it to me with a broad smile and a wink! I hope he didn't notice I had a rock hard boner in my pants, which I was struggling to hide. I rushed home, upstairs and into my bedroom. As no one was home, I stripped off my trousers and pants and lay on my bed to browse through my mag. I was absolutely rock hard and my foreskin was pulled right back exposing my hard shiny knob and a small bead of liquid oozing from the tip.  This was new to me and it felt very slippery as I spread it over my purple hard knob. Lying on my bed and stroking gently, I turned the pages. This edition was well up to the usually standard with beautiful girls with magnificent tits and wonderful tight panties over delicious soft mounds and leaving little to the imagination. As I got closer to the centerspread in the middle of the magazine I was looking forward to something special. I turned the page and Zoe leapt off the page and entered my life. She was simply the most wonderful thing I had ever seen in my short life and here I was looking at her stroking my cock. If only she knew. She had lovely soft skin, perfect rounded breasts and a cheeky smile. There were several pages of her before I got to the centerspread. As I turned each page, while stroking my cock, the feelings in my groin were getting stronger and I could feel my hips lifting off the bed. I turned the next page and what I saw there I will never forget to this day. Apart from some imported porn magazine a school friend had, this was possibly the first time I had seen in freely available magazine a full frontal nude picture. She had perfect firm young breasts with no evidence of any sag, but what rooted me to the spot was between her legs there was barely a hair to be seen. There was just a soft layer of down like hair showing the top of a beautiful plump slit. The next page, the full double centerspread, she was standing with her legs slightly apart. Not only could you clearly see a gorgeous slit but the edges of her inner lips as her pussy was very slightly open. I was stroking furiously at this point and the intensity was getting too much and I let go. I looked at the magazine in front of me and Zoe smiled back and I gripped tighter and stroked again. I couldn't stand it any longer, I was getting feelings I had never experienced before. I felt like I was going to pee so I let go again.  I looked at Zoe, and felt her encourage me to go on. I stroked harder and suddenly I felt as though someone had hit me in the guts and kicked me up the backside at the same time. I felt my cock explode in my hand as I saw a small spurt of watery white liquid squirt out of my cock. I looked at Zoe, she smiled at me and a second contraction produced and even bigger spurt, which went all over my stomach and the bed. I HAD CUM AT LAST! The feeling was overwhelming; I wanted this to go on for ever. Several more contractions produced less and less of the warm sticky white liquid. I eventually felt my cock begin to soften slightly but not much. I just kept stroking very gently and continued through the magazine. I looked at the usual features, the striptease and the Reader's Wives, but my mind kept going back to Zoe. I turned back to see her sweet smile and beautiful body and felt these feelings come back to my groin. I could feel myself cumming again, bang, bang, bang as my cock twitched and my anus contracted fiercely. I had very little cum this time and a very tired, slightly sore, cock. I tried to wipe some of the white liquid off the knob but it was far too sensitive. I had arrived, and my journey into the world of masturbation had begun. Zoe, my cock and my fist spent much of that holiday together. If Zoe happens to see this, thank-you, you made a young boy very happy! I still have a copy of that magazine from nearly 40 years ago – it still brings back great memories.