First Drops of Cum

For a bit of context about me, I'm from a latinoamerican country that I won't name but it's shaped in a very peculiar way and it's on the pacific coast.

It was the first year on this new school. It was a very prestigious boys only school and everybody on my class was new. I was a nerdy, tall, chubby kid; way taller than the rest of my schoolmates. But I was also kind of naive and clueless; more worried about nerd stuff (computers, machines) than sexy stuff (girls).

But this school was different; I came from a very sheltered, very posh co-ed private school and I wasn't used to something this massive, with hundreds of students per level... It was intimidating, for sure.

Fast forward a few months and school year was in full swing. I got used to my new school, had some friends – one of them I keep it until today and its my best friend – and I was getting used to the new reality of this big public school. 

Our P.E teacher gave us some homework, which was weird for P.E but the entire school was weird to me. He wanted us to “build some muscle” and improve core strength, so he showed us a yoga-like position called “the shoulder stand”: laying down, you had to raise your legs until you’re completely vertical and support your weight only with your palms over your butt cheeks. For an nonathletic 13y.o chubby kid going through puberty, specially one that gained 10cm and more than 10kg in the past year, this was almost impossible to pull. Of course, my more athletic, slim classmates found it easy and they enjoyed watching me struggle – and also watching the struggle of some other “athletically challenged” kids. The teacher asked us to practice until we can hold that position for at least 40 seconds, and he gave us a full month to practice; also, there’s going to be a grade, so “kids, take this seriously”.

I wanted to nail this, because I was playing tough with my classmates and didn’t want to be seen as weak. So, I started practicing at home. A few days later, at night I started Lying in my bed, I struggled to get my legs into the up position but little by little I was able to get things going, until my feet were up in the air. In the coming days I tried several times until I finally managed to nail it. Since I was tall and my legs were long and kind of fat, my poor core muscles were straining trying to keep my feet pointing up .  “Good, now to see how much I can hold this”, I thought, then I tried again, and again, and again, until I finally managed to get to the 30 sec. mark.

And then...I got an erection. I didn't notice when my penis started growing, but I did notice that I wasn't that small. My penis was almost the same size back then than it is now, just a few cm shorter. I was 5.5' back then; I don't recall the girth though. It was - and its, a "grower", not a "shower"...

But anyways...there I was, wearing my long pajamas, at bed, lights out in my room, trying to perform this damn yoga-like pose, thinking on our P.E classes and how I was going to perform this in front of classmates, when something shocking happened. Between the strain on my stomach and the excitement, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation like nothing else before… it was like getting a nerve pinched but in a really, really pleasurable way… then the sensation got ever stronger and I had the urge to pee, but then, instead of a stream of urine, I hear a splatter sound and and incredibly pleasurable feeling of relief. But what came from my penis wasn’t urine, it was just a few drops of something different and I got instant relief.  I was really scared and turned on the lights immediately to check what happened. Fortunately, my parents were looking at something on TV so they didn’t hear anything from their room. I went to the bathroom, locked the door and checked my pants. There were a few drops of a gooey, white substance that had a pungent bleach smell. I grabbed some toilet paper, cleaned it the best I could but it was watery and already stained my pants, then tried to pee and just produced a few drops of urine and went back to bed. 

I instantly knew what this was. My mother had already given me “the talk” a few months earlier, so I knew this was semen and how and why this happened. However, she never told me any details about masturbation (only that it existed and that it had a name), and that the first semen emission of a man were during “a wet dream”. But this was not a dream and I was really awake when it happened.

A few days later, we had the test. Before the teacher got to evaluate me, we did some practice runs and well… being surrounded by my shirtless classmates, some of them straining and hinting their stubby six-packs, provoked me the same sensation I had that night, but here I was in front of all my class, so I tried to get it under control…but I couldn’t. Same than before, I felt the nerve pinch, the sudden jolt, and I saw a small stain on my white shorts. I’m pretty sure my teacher noticed the stain and my flushing cheeks, but he was professional, used to work with kids going through puberty and he didn’t say anything. Back on the changing room, I managed to conceal the stained briefs and changed back to my school uniform long trousers, but I still found myself embarrassed even though I’m pretty sure no one noticed. That was my second time cumming. 

So, I knew I can cum now. It felt great, and being the science inclined young man I was, I had to try again, but in a controlled environment.

A few days after the P.E incident, I was decided to cum voluntarily. "Imagine the possibilities if I can cum on command!" I knew I should be able to do it via masturbation but I never got to try, so I tried. It was a Sunday night, just after dinner. I recall I was watching the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon show on TV, back on my room, while my family was still downstairs at the dining room. I was aroused and decided to give it a go. 

I lowered the TV volume, so I can hear anyone coming to my room – just in case, lowered my pants, pulled down my briefs and laid down, hanging my legs over the edge of the mattress, now fully erected, and started jacking off. Pumping gradually, up and down, up and down, faster and faster, gripping my young dick with my right fist… I can’t recall how much time passed but it shouldn’t have been too much...and then I felt that tingling sensation again, pulsating on my groin, my dick twitching with youthful energy, then that peeing sensation; got scared I was going to pee myself,  but soldiered on and keep on pumping. Then it happened again: the nerve pinch, the uncontrollable need to pee and the splattering sound of semen erupting like a mini volcano, cum dripping down the shaft in regular pulses. It was a little volcano, more Kilauea than mount Vesuvius, not shooting ropes, but a constant pulsating stream that drips steadily from the tip of my glans, like sperm on a candle (I guess that's why its called "sperm", duh, I thought to myself)... and it was a lot more than the first time. And it felt immensely better. "I can cum now. I'm not a kid anymore", I thought before cleaning the mess and going to sleep with a smile on my face.