I first discovered masturbation at 13. I’ve often wondered though - what if I did not discover it until later in my teens? This is a story of how that would have gone down.
As a child, I wasn’t too fascinated with my penis. It was just a body part that I used to pee, and that was about it. Eventually, I would start to get erections in the bathtub. I didn’t really do much about it - I just waited for it to go down. In fact, I thought it was a bit weird that my penis had a mind of its own. I remember classmates at school would start talking about masturbation. I just didn’t have much interest in the topic, and while I was a bit curious, I largely ignored them. When I entered high school, I started to hear more about masturbation through PE and other boys joking around. I would laugh and joke along with them, but I still had no experience in the subject. At around 13 or 14 years old, erections started to become more frequent. I became really self conscious about it and tried to hide it whenever I got one. At swimming carnivals, I started to get aroused at seeing all the boys and girls in their swimsuits. At these moments, I could feel my penis harden like a rock and it felt like something was about to flow out of it. When this happened, I would just try to think of something else and it would eventually go down. Over time, I did learn how masturbation worked - stroking your penis up and down for boys - but for some reason, I still wasn’t interested. I would hang out with my friends often, but they were the serious, studious type and were more focused on studying than talking about girls and such. They would not be the type of people who would be interested in mutual masturbation. In fact, they were probably just like me and didn’t masturbate at all. I never had any wet dreams either, even though some of my dreams were sexually oriented. I had a recurring dream of reaching into the crotch of a girl’s one piece swimsuit to feel her vagina, but it only lasted a bit. I would wake up with an erection, but nothing came out of my penis. When I turned 17, my personality started to change from someone who was introverted and preferred the indoors, to going by myself to places like the beach. One sunny day, I decided to go down to the beach with my towel and blue board shorts to relax in the sand. About two hours into my rest, I noticed a teenage boy coming out of the water in a black wetsuit and holding a long surfboard. He had a very cute face and curly blonde hair. His skin was tanned but still fairly white. He noticed me staring at him and came to sit down next to me. We started talking and I found out his name was Bill, he was 15 and lived in a house really close to the beach. We must have talked for an hour when he asked me if I wanted to come back to his house to hang out. I was excited that I had made a new friends and said yes. We walked across the beach and towards his house, which was only a few minutes away. We walked all the way to Bill’s house in our swimwear - Bill in his wetsuit and me in my board shorts. I’ve always loved beach culture and how people just walked everywhere in just their swimsuits. Bill’s house was really nice - a two storey modern home with a great view of the beach. We walked inside and he introduced me to his mum and little sister. He left his surfboard in the garage and we walked up the stairs to his room. Bill’s room was fairly large, with medals from his surfing tournaments and posters of cars scattered throughout the room. On one side of the room was a large table and on the other was a glass window with a stunning view of the beach we had come from. It was the early afternoon and the sun shone brightly across the dazzling water. A king sized bed with blue bedsheets stood at the centre of the room. “Whew, mate I need to jerk off. There were so many hot chicks on the beach,” Bill said suddenly, and proceeded to peel off his wetsuit. His willingness to strip in front of me surprised me, so I just stood there in shock. Before long, Bill had completely stripped off and I was left staring at his smooth, cute white bum. He turned around and I got to see his semi-erect 5 inch penis complete with a small blonde bush. His penis looked so smooth and clear, different to mine which is quite veiny, though we were both uncircumcised. “Hey, looks like you need to jerk off too!” Bill said excitedly and pointed to my crotch. I hadn’t even noticed that my boner was totally hard now and was pushing the fabric of my shorts. Bill gestured to me to join him on his bed. Bill sat crossed-legged in the middle of his bed, completely naked with his boner now grown and sticking straight out. I went over and stood at the edge of his bed, but hesistated taking off my shorts. “What’s the matter?” Bill asked, crawling towards me, “too shy to show your dick?”. Suddenly he pulled my blue board shorts straight down to my ankles, exposing my rock hard penis. In a trance, I sat down on Bill’s bed, crossed-legged, facing him. Our toes were just inches away from each other. Suddenly, the atmosphere felt very intimate and I was no longer self-conscious about being naked with my new friend. Bill started to stroke his penis with his right hand and I started to do the same. Having never done it before, I was stroking too slowly and wasn’t gripping hard enough. We didn’t really say much during this time, just stroked up and down in unison. This lasted for a few minutes - hand goes down, tip revealed; hand goes up, base revealed; hand goes down, tip revealed; hand goes up, base revealed. Suddenly, without warning, Bill closed his eyes and his body stiffened. I was staring straight at his penis when a few ropes of white fluid erupted from the tip and landed on my legs. This was the first time I had seen something like this and I was in awe. I stopped stroking my own penis, and ran my fingers across the white, sticky fluid. Wow, I thought, this is what I had been missing out on all this time. When Bill had relaxed after his masturbation session, he noticed my penis was still at full mast. I had been feeling something deep in my body starting to build up until I had stopped stroking. Bill reached over with his right hand and started stroking my penis. “Here, let me help you dude” he said excitedly as he demonstrated the correct way to stroke - firm and fast. Having another boy’s hand touch my penis was electric, and I could feel a strong ocean of something building up at the base of my penis. In just 30 seconds of Bill stroking me, I was about to erupt. I squirmed a bit as I felt like a had to pee - a lot. On a down stroke, I couldn’t hold on any longer. My eyes closed, my head tilted back, my body stiffened and my crossed legs opened up a bit. Like a gunshot, the build-up of cum I had contained for the past few years was finally released, erupting in a straight line towards Bill’s chest. Five or six really long ropes of white, sticky fluid came out and by the end of my explosion, Bill looked like I had just peed on him for minutes - white and sticky pee that is! Bill was surprised at how much cum came out of my penis, so I told him that this was my first time. He seemed really surprised but didn’t question me further. We grabbed a bunch on tissues from Bill’s table to clean up our mess. I stayed at Bill’s house that afternoon and we masturbated together one more time - by rubbing our penises together through our swimwear - before I had to go back to my home. I was so glad I made a new friend who introduced me to a good time. I masturbated in my bed a few more times that night, and pretty much every other night after that, all thanks to Bill!
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