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First Time Masturbation

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Boy Masturbation.


I was in school, I think it's a bit far away now, and that class was mixed with students. 

I was in the second row, my place was next to a "tall" one, who must have been one or two years older than me... At the beginning of the year he was sitting next to another tall one, but soon the teacher separated them, because one of them was quite distracting during the classes...

I was sitting to the left of this "big" boy, and after some time, I noticed that he often had his right hand in his pocket, and that this hand had movement. I sometimes received small blows from his elbow... That didn't bother me, and of course I didn't grumble, he was a "big" boy, and was often reprimanded because he often spoke with the other big boy in front of him, who did the same thing in the front row. Hands under the desk, in the pocket of his short pants, I think that the teacher didn't see much... Although...

Me, quite good student and respectful, I was still intrigued, especially since this mania was very frequent during class, almost non stop.... In addition, a few bits of their conversation would come to me, like, "It's all straight now," or, "I cut out the bottom of my pocket, I can touch it directly...". " I don't have any panties on today", and her hand sometimes smelled that rather strong and a bit sour smell of crotch...

Anyway, I finally understood what they were doing, or at least what they were touching...

I tried to do - clumsily - the same thing... Just touch and squeeze my pecker with my hand.... nice feeling, but nothing more, not enough to make it a novelty...

And I heard the tall guy next door say to his friend in front, laughing, and not discreetly by the way, "Look at the little one, he wants to do the same"...

Although awkward at the beginning, I quickly understood the interest of the thing, and I improved myself... And that's how it started, a few decades ago...

Only one regret when I think about it now... The one that I never dipped my left hand in the pocket of this neighbor... Lack of boldness? The idea hadn't even crossed my mind...

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