My First Time

I grew up in the country surrounded by corn with a family that tried its best to shelter its children from the outside world and for the most part they were very successful.  One of the only escapes we had, aside from running the yard, was having friends sleepover and my very best friend Joey would visit me alot during the summertime.  We grew up very close emotionally and distance-wise and for the longest time we were neighbors with but a mile of road between us.  In a way the time we spent together pre-puberty shaped our time spent together after puberty.  

I was thirteen as was he and summer had just started. It was the first weekend and we had a long day planned together between games on the Gamecube and dueling with Yugioh cards. With a 12 pack of Mountain Dew it was a stacked night.  Around 10 my mom hollered at us to get things wrapped up and head to bed and I never argued with mom so we shut down the games and went about nighttime routines. 

We never had great sleeping arrangements, I had a wood floor room so sleeping on it wasn't much of an option but I had a full sized bed so typically we would sleep toe to head and head to toe but we would always start by laying next to one another and talking until we were tired then assume the sleeping position.  It was a little while into talking late into the night that my best friend asked me if I had started jerking off yet and I had no clue what he was talking about. I mean I had hard ons before and kind of batted it around but I had never "played" with it for very long and it had only started growing and changing from what looked like my pinky hanging off my body to this slightly longer and thicker thing that was slightly longer than my hand was wide. 

Confused I asked him what jerking off was and he looked at me dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that I didn't know about this great, life changing thing.  I responded asking again what he was talking about and he said.

"You know when your dick gets hard from playing with it?"

"Ya," I said

"Well you play with it until you cum and it feels really good you should try it," he explained eagerly.

"Ok I'll probably try it tomorrow night or something," I replied.

"That's fine," he said, "but I'm gonna jerk off right now because that's what I do before I go to sleep now."

"Oh, ok dude you do whatever."

And with that he reached under the covers and pulled down his underpants and started playing with himself right next to me. I couldn't see what he was doing but I was getting the gist of it. From under the blanket it looked like he was pounding himself in the crotch. "You should really try this, you are gonna like it," he said as he continued.

"Ya sure but I still don't really get what you're doing to your dick or why it would feel good," I replied.

He stopped stroking for a moment and stuck his finger out, wrapped his other hand around it and jerked his finger up and down. 

"Like this," he said.

With that he went right back to his business under the blanket.  I figured what the hell, I trust him and he seems to be enjoying himself alot, I'll just go ahead and give it a go.  I did the same and pulled my underwear down and in doing that pulled the blanket back some on accident. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him doing the motion he showed me on his dick but I couldn't make it out very well before the blanket was pulled back up. He didn't miss a beat, he just kept on going to town on himself.  I laid back and grabbed my partially hard dick in my hand, wrapping it like he did and started moving like he told me to and quickly I got very hard like I had before but it was rough and kind of hurt a little. I looked over and saw Joey reach his hand to his mouth, lick it and continue jerking.  But now I could hear it and he said, "Spit on your hand and try it that way." 

So again I listened, I spit on my hand and went back to it and with that things changed. It was slicker and easier to pump my hand around it and it felt way better than before.  I kept this up for only a little while before I felt a stirring deep in my shaft, a feeling I was foreign to but did not shy away from because as soon as it came onto me the pleasure kicked in.  The new warm and tingling feeling started to rise up from inside me, my breathing quickened along with my pace. Joey saw this and told me to keep going and to not stop as he picked up the pace.  I licked my hand one last time, tasting a salty taste and grabbed my throbbing cock. As I reached my peak I wanted to see what was going to happen so I pulled the blankets up enough so I could see my dick.  It was just in time as the feeling peaked at the tip of my pink dickhead and I shot out a single rope of cum over my thumb and onto my abdomen.  My dick throbbed two more times but only a little cum dribbled out.  I leaned back in pure joy and ecstasy and caught Joey watching me over my shoulder to which he shot back to his side of the bed and in seconds he came under the blanket.  He pulled his cum covered hand out from under the blanket and told me he usually just wipes his hand off on the floor and proceeded to do so, so I did the same (it was not something I ended up doing very long as I found it left stains on the wood floor).  After cleaning up I moved to pull my underwear back up and again I accidentally pushed the blankets back but this time I got an eyeful of his now soft dick. It was way bigger than the last time I had seen it, definitely longer than mine and he had foreskin where I did not. (We had seen each other's dicks before peeing near each other and sword fighting in the shower together). He pulled his underwear back up and told me, "That is what jerking off is."

We talked a little more about how awesome it was and how much we enjoyed playing with ourselves but shortly after that we got tired and fell asleep.  

That was the first time I jerked off and who showed me.  Joey and I had a memorable summer and unfortunately it was the last summer we would hang out before we would get into the rat race of high school, but that summer had a great few moments in store for Joey and I. 

If you got this far thank you for reading and I'm sorry it is so long but it is a fond memory of mine and I wanted to share it with all of you.

Epilogue:  The next day after Joey had left I jerked off immediately in my bedroom, once in my closet when my sister was upstairs in her room and once more outside in a hiding spot I had. I just could not get enough of my new favorite thing.