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My First Blue Balls

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After a night of heavy petting, my balls were aching. I wasn’t sure what to do.


My girlfriend was still in high school while I had finished my freshman year of college. She was two years younger. It was summer. We spent a lot of time after her curfew sitting on the couch in her parents’ living room talking (and not talking) until midnight or sometimes later. The most we’d done was heavy petting. 

There we were again tasting each other’s tongues and letting our hands roam under outer clothing, all while trying to sustain a conversation that would not betray our actions to her parents upstairs. If we were talking, our mouths weren’t locked together and we weren’t doing anything horizontal.

Every once in awhile, the floorboards upstairs would creak and we’d assume a more platonic position and a slightly more animated conversation. When we heard no more footsteps, we’d resume our explorations. My fingers found nipples and pubic hair. Her hand discovered what my briefs felt like when my dick was stretching them. She had just breached the waistband when the floorboards squawked again. Damn it! Her fingertips on my hard cock felt better than anything I’d known, but she withdrew them hastily.

This time the footsteps won. My girlfriend said she’d better call it a night. We kissed long and hard on her front porch. Her kiss was long; mine was hard. I left with an aching dick and slipped into my little red sports car, an older two-seater with a four-speed transmission. The top was down and I left it that way as I started my ten-minute drive home. 

By the end of her block, I noticed that more than my dick ached. My balls felt swollen and were really starting to hurt. I’d never had that experience before and didn’t know what to do. I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and slid my hand to my balls to soothe them. Of course, my dick responded immediately, pulsing in my briefs. 

After I hit the highway and got the car into fourth, I slipped my hand into my Fruit of the Looms and felt the sticky, clear fruit of my loins coating my cock and the inside of my briefs. I stroked myself quietly at first as though I didn’t want anyone to notice. But there was no one there to notice, no cars on the road. I picked up the pace. Fast. Soon, my fist was a blur as it pumped my cock at an incredible pace. I moaned as the engine purred. A set of headlights came at me. I didn’t care. They were on the other side of the median anyway.

I came within a minute or two, pumping semen all over my fist, my shirt and my underwear. Just in time, too, because I was coming to the end of the highway and would have to downshift. I wiped the cum from my right hand onto my shirt, shifted down to second, turned off the highway and started navigating the streets toward my parents’ house. My dick was still semi-hard and sticking out of my waistband, slick with the cream I had produced just a minute before. My dick, so alert to every sensation, loved the night air flowing past it. I noticed that my balls felt a little better, too.

I drove past my elementary school, past the church, past all my neighbors who were (probably) sound asleep with my dick still exposed to the night air. I parked in front of the house, took my shirt off, wiped up any remaining mess, and buttoned up my jeans. I quietly stepped into the house and immediately went upstairs to my bedroom. I shucked my shoes and socks, then pulled off my jeans and underwear. As I stood naked in my room, my cock refused to settle down. It was still sticking out, asking for more. I started stroking again to the memory my fingertips held of breasts, bellies and blonde pubic hairs. My cock got hard in a hurry and was soon slick with the precum I was spreading from glans to balls and back. As I remembered the sensation of my girlfriend’s fingertips grazing my hard, hot cock, I gasped. In seconds, I added another load of cum to my already gooey T-shirt.

Then and only then could I finally get to sleep, my dick satisfied, my balls feeling fine.

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