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Masturbating in 7th Grade Class

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I began my obsession with masturbation when I was a nine-year-old boy. Upon discovering the pleasures of it I could not stop. I was masturbating all the time and just about anywhere and everywhere I could get away with it. I remember one incident that happened when I was thirteen. It happened at school in Mrs. Matthews' English class. Because our school wasn't all that big the eighth grade and seventh grade classes were combined. This required Mrs. Matthews to have to work with the students in separate groups. Mrs. Matthews was pretty and about 32 years old as far as I can remember. I think all the teenage boys, including me, had a crush on her at the time. On this particular day I was sitting in a group of four other students receiving instructions from Mrs Matthews. To form our little group we had moved our desks into a semi-circular arrangement facing the teacher who sat in a chair directly in front of us. At that time in my adolescent development all I had to do was think about it and I had a hardon. Well, as things would go, that's exactly what happened. As I sat there in my school desk my penis began to swell and that familiar fuzzy feeling began to sweep over me. Then, with a slight shift in my seat, I soon had my swelling penis lying along the inside of my right thigh. Mrs. Matthews was talking about something. But all I could think about was my erection. So I casually dropped my right hand holding my pencil down into my lap and left it there. I thought surely it wouldn't hurt to do a little rubbing for a minute or two. After all, I had the desk top in front of me to hide my actions. As Mrs Matthews continued talking I began rubbing my hardon through my pants. I worked the side of my pencil up and down along the length of my swollen member and over the head of it. It really felt good. Best of all I was doing it right there at my desk and nobody knew. Whatever the teacher was having us work on involved us getting out of our desks and going up to the chalk board to work on the problem. But since I was preoccupied at the time and not really in a state to get out of my desk, I was hoping that the bell would ring or something would happen to keep me from having to get up. One by one the students in my group were called on by Mrs. Matthews to go to the chalk board. First she had one go up there. Then she had another. Finally all four of the other students were up at the chalk board working on problems leaving me alone at my desk. In the meantime, I was still sitting there rubbing my hardon through my pants. I was so glad that the desk top in front of me was hiding what I was doing. To my relief, Mrs Matthews never did call upon me to go to the board. Eventually the other four students returned to their desks. As we concluded our lesson I stopped rubbing my hardon and put my hand back up on top of the desk. Although I kind of wondered why Mrs. Matthews spared me. But, I really didn't care. I was just glad that she did. Thinking back upon the incident I now can see the full picture. I was young and stupid and naive enough to think that what I was doing at my desk was concealed from view by my desk top. Of course Mrs Matthews was aware of what I was doing! In fact, her position sitting in front of me gave her a ring side view of my hand down in my lap busily rubbing my pencil along the shaft of my hardon. She probably noticed my actions from the very beginning. Why did the teacher continue to let me sit there masturbating in front of her? I don't know. I can only guess that she might have had some compassion for my situation and didn't want to interrupt the fun that I was having. I'd rather like to think that Mrs. Matthews was sitting there watching a thirteen-year-old boy playing with himself and in her own way was getting her own enjoyment from watching him do it. I'd also like to think that Mrs. Matthews later that day did some playing of her own self, thinking about that boy masturbating in her class.

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