My First Orgasm

Stories Ya, another first time story. I’ve read a lot of them here and usually don’t find them very interesting. I plan on posting more stories chronologically share the evolution of my self pleasure. I think starting from the beginning will help keep things 

I’ve always been an avid reader and was encouraged to read anything, including educational biology.

I was interested in girls from a very young age romantically with no idea about sexuality, I just knew they made me feel floaty and warm. As I got older I learned what intercourse was and that it was supposed to feel good. My only thoughts about it were that’s how you fall in love. Later my body eventually had noticeably pleasant  spontaneous erections.

I never manually stimulated myself. I had a vague concept of what intercourse was and would used stuffed animals and pillows and pretend I was on top of a girl. It felt ok but like I was missing something and eventually gave up on it. It never crossed my mind to touch myself. I thought you had to be with a girl.

Flash forward a little later… I used to take regular baths instead of showers. I never liked water spraying in my face and still don’t. I had my anatomy books I’d read in the bath. As I looked at all the different parts of women and was learning the names of their genitalia, I'd get fast erections that felt especially good immersed in warm water. Once those pictures were locked in my brain I didn’t need to stare at them. I would get in the bath and think about them and just feel myself slowly start to get hard. The refraction of the water made it difficult to see the slow growth until eventually the tip would slowly start to break the surface of the water. I would grow out of the warm water and the cooler air made me tingle and lightly throb. Every pulse felt wonderful. I’d think about something else and wash myself till I was soft again, then repeat the experience of getting hard again, over and over.

As I mentioned I don’t like water spraying in my face, I had old shampoo bottles that had a flip top lid I could fill with water and  rinse my hair without water in my face. I decided one day to fill the bottle with cold water and pour it over my erection as it broke the water. The first time I did I pulsed so hard water lightly splashed up in the air to and tingled very pleasantly. The cold water would also make me soft quickly without the need to mentally distract myself. Each time my penis slipped back under the warm water my erections would happen faster and pulse harder, making little waves and feeling better every time. That was my night time bath routine for a while. Then I got a little bored with it.

One night, thinking about how good it was going to feel, I noticed while filling the shampoo bottle, that it had quite a large opening with the lid off. I knew sex involved putting my penis inside someone, I filled the bottle with hot water and curiously inserted myself inside. I watched myself get erect inside of it. It was easy to fit in and I could squeeze the bottle and feel the hot water flow over me and create a pleasing suction as air let itself back in. The novelty of that eventually wore off and although I still enjoyed my bath time erections, I had more fun watching myself break the waters surface, voluntarily making myself pulse and making little rippling waves.

Fast forward about a year later, I was at a library book sale and I found a new book about human biology. I flipped the pages and saw it had a whole section on sexuality with diagrams. I excitedly purchased it along with a few other books I was interested in. I couldn’t wait to take my bath that night and read something new.

Bath time came and I flipped immediately to the sexuality section and began to read. 

The diagrams were more detailed than in my other books. Instead of just basic illustrations of male and female genitalia there were actual pictures showing how different the genitals of people could look like. A section describing the, arousal, excitement, plateau phases for men and women and  described orgasm as a pleasant release of the tension built through the other phases. I always felt nice and relaxed when I was done playing my games so I assumed had already figured that out. 

Partial erections had waxed and waned as I’d been reading. I put my book down to relax and feel the pleasure of getting really hard as I watched it happen. I got there quickly. To fast to feel all the sensations of slowly growing. Unsatisfied with how it felt, I decided to have my erection in the shampoo bottle full of hot water. It had been a very long time since I’d done that and the memory of it was so exiting I couldn’t get completely flaccid. It was a little tighter slipping my semi erect penis inside and tip was already past the inch of the bottle neck. I kept the opening pressed against my body as I watched myself grow deeper inside. The base of my expanding shaft filled the opening. Soft and steady involuntary pulses made me feel warmer than the bath water. This is when I used to squeeze the bottle and let the water flow down my shaft and let the gentle suction pull me back in until the bottle was mostly empty.

Like I said, It had been a long while since I had done this. I didn’t see the subtle changes in my anatomy a year had brought. I should have felt my erections were tighter in my pants. I should have been aware getting hard in the bathroom that the tip was fully breaking the surface of the water and the top of the shaft was visible too. I should have noticed that although I still fit easily into the bottle that it was tighter around the base when I was fully erect.

Enjoying the sensations of being hard and pulsing,  I squeezed the bottle to feel it pull me back in as water washed down me. Nothing happened. There was nowhere for water to escape around me. I tried to pull it off me. It was too tight. The interior of the bottle neck was  textured slightly,the opposite of the exterior screw top, enough for it to have grip. Forcibly trying to pull it off hurt a little. I tried slower pulling to ease out of it but its grip against the flexible skin of the shaft just made me thicker and made me pulse even harder. I got on my knees and watched the bottle bob on top of the water every time it pulsed. It felt kind of good but I started to panic about being stuck and that slowly reduced the girth of my shaft. I could make progress now by twisting the bottle and gently pulling up at the same time. The suction was like a vacuum pump, the farther I got it up the shaft the more the glans would swell. I was almost out, only the head inside the actual bottle.

I twisted in a circle, easing it slowly upwards like screwing in a lightbulb. As soon as my circumcised foreskin pulled up inside and against the corona and the tip of me filled the textured opening a strong electric pleasure shot through every nerve ending of my swollen glans. I didn’t care about getting out anymore as every twist felt better and better. I twisted faster as waves unimaginable pleasure filled my penis. Shivers shot through my body. I was so happy. I couldn’t believe how wonderful this felt or how  the pleasure just kept increasing. As I was hoping it would never stop a powerful and strange tingling sensation flowed down my shaft and through my body. Seconds later ecstasy exploded in the head of my penis as my orgasm peaked and sent all that pleasure into my brain. Orgasmic contractions made me swell even tighter, almost painfully. As my first orgasm faded to afterglow I easily slid out of my bottle and laid back shaking in the tub. I wanted more but as soon as I touched myself it was an explosion of overwhelmed nerve endings. That bottle and I were friends for about another year till I couldn’t fit inside it anymore. Then I had to figure out something else.