Learning How to Masturbate

I had a buddy when I was young and we did everything together.  Hiked, hunted for things, built things and even got in some trouble.

One of the things we built was a tree house up the hill from his house. It was pretty basic, but secret to us.  We put all sorts of 

old stuff in that tree house, including an old mattress for laying on and sitting on.  

One day when we were up in the tree house, sitting on the mattress, and my buddy shared with me this new very cool thing he had figured out; masturbation.  

He asked me if I wanted to see, and of course I said yes.  He took off his pants and underwear and pulled out his dick, which was

surrounded by hair (which I didn't have yet) and was bigger than mine.  He started stroking it and told me that after a while it 

would feel really good and some white stuff would come out. After a couple of minutes out shot some white stuff, which as I 

learned was cum and very cool. He asked me if I wanted to try and of course I said yes.  I pulled off my pants and started stroking my still naked cock in front of my buddy.   I reached the point of orgasm, but dry.  I remember thinking this was fantastic. How didn't I know about this before?

Well, that started my addiction to masturbation. I went home and practiced every time I could.  I would orgasm, and do it again.   When my buddy and I got together, every day, we would ultimately end up masturbating together.  After a pretty short while I actually started shooting out cum, which was very cool.  We even put holes in the mattress to pretend we were fucking.  

The feeling of an orgasm is still the best feeling in the world.  We would experiment when I would spend the night over at his house.  We would hump each other between each other's legs, getting the feeling of fucking without actually fucking.  That also worked well.  We never masturbated each other, we never sucked each other's cocks, just had fun whacking off and cumming all over the place.  

After a while, as we got a little older we stopped hanging out so much and went our separate ways (his cars, mine sports).   But I kept on masturbating every chance I got. I actually grew hair around my cock, it grew bigger and my cum flew further.  I bet I whacked off 2-3 times a day through high school.  My hands have always been a very close friend of mine.  They can still work magic on my cock. 

I never told anyone about this before, but was thinking about it this weekend, and thought I would share with my ST friends.  I am sure I am not the only guy with this type of story. 

I will always be thankful for my buddy sharing this with me.  It is a gift I keep on using.