My First Ejaculation

My first orgasm had me chasing that amazing feeling whenever possible. I had been masturbating to orgasm regularly for a long time, usually multiple times in a day. Whenever I could find privacy and time I would bring myself to climax. 

At 15 I got out of school earlier than my sister and my mom didn’t get home till the evening. I always had the house to myself for a couple of safe hours till anyone got home. I was able to lie on the couch and masturbate without having to worry about being in the bathroom “ too long” and my mom checking on me, or being concerned about my sister unexpectedly barging into my room. 

Now I could take my time and clearly watch, I only used my two index fingers and my thumbs in a diamond shape, so it was easy to see myself get harder as the sensations increased. Inevitably I couldn’t stop myself from going faster as my body slowly stiffened, until my toes were pointed and curled and the breath I was unconsciously holding loudly released as orgasm overtook me, my penis pulsating like a metronome after it was to sensitive to touch anymore. I knew what ejaculation was but it had never happened and I never had any wet dreams. I’d had so many orgasms not even considering the two things were connected.

My mom and sister were home on the weekends so I eagerly anticipated my M-F afternoons. I really enjoyed watching myself. I would try to take it slow so I had more time to watch. I made a little progress slowing down and it felt so good to let the sensation’s grow but, every time I crossed the line of growing pleasure to the familiar cues that promised orgasm, I had to go faster till the end. Learning to go slower though led to this next event.

I was looking forward to the weekend being over and having my ritual afternoon alone time again. My sister got inconveniently sick. My mom took time off to stay home with her Monday and Tuesday. I think that was the first time I felt sexually frustrated. I couldn’t pretend to take a long shower before school or a long bath after in case my sister needed the bathroom. Those four days I had to wait till I went to bed to masturbate. Fantasizing about being alone after school brought me from excitement to climax so quickly I still felt frustrated every night. 

Wednesday my sister went back to school and mom back to work. I was having spontaneous erections all day, all I could think about was getting home and how good the orgasm would feel as I watched myself masturbate.

I made it home, turned on the tv, closed the curtains, made sure the doors were locked and laid back on the couch. I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them and my underwear off my hips watching myself grow until I was so hard it was throbbing with anticipation. I made it pulse intentionally harder until I had to touch it.

I had been practicing starting slow and it feels nice at the beginning but has to grow into feeling good with time and a faster pace. Not this time. The first touch, as I put my fingers and thumbs under my circumcised foreskin and slowly pulled upwards, skipped the feeling nice part and jumped straight into good. I only had to gradually increase my speed for it to feel better and better.  By this point, I’m usually going so fast to get this feeling I know leads to orgasm, the tip of my penis is moving in a blur. The arousal my anticipation and need allowed a slow and steady enough pace I could see the head in detail. I could feel my pleasure grow and I watched the head swell even more and start to turn purple. 

My orgasm became imminent and I began to feel my body tingle as familiar small orgasmic contractions started. I tensed waiting for my orgasm. The feelings of orgasm that begin in my shaft and finish in the head of my penis before rushing to my brain began and then something new happened. I had a huge contraction and the swollen head shrank dramatically with the pulse. The upstroke let my circumcised foreskin almost cover the head. The feeling of most of the tip being touched was unreal. My back came off the couch leaning forward as my legs stiffened. I watched my head immediately swell back up as the beginning of my orgasm started.

My orgasm apexed. In seconds a powerful sustained contraction made my shaft feel like it was filling with the need to pee. More contractions hit. I could feel something moving up the inside of my shaft a saw liquid leaking out of my tip, the second and third ones forcefully expelled my ejaculation out of me.

It was mostly thin and clear and it took me a min to realize what had just happened. My first Ejaculation. The orgasm felt different and nice. A few months later I was having actual white and thick ejaculations and really enjoyed the sensations of it filling me inside then being released at climax. 

Now I’ve found different ways to have that experience. Slow gentle ejaculations that flows out of me before my orgasm hits. Sometimes being able to ejaculate multiple times as a tease to a later orgasm. Strong powerful ones that force their way out of me explosively after my orgasm rocks me. That first one was something special though and a fond memory .