My First Time Masturbating

I still remember the first time I masturbated.... I knew as a kid how much I enjoyed being naked, but I had no idea what to do with the erection that I had while running around the house whenever my family left me alone long enough. It was almost like my penis was taunting me as I grew up.  Even in the brief "sex ed" class in 6th grade, I can't say I learned a thing about how to stimulate myself. I still just ran around the house naked, with an erection slapping against my belly. That changed in December, 1980.  It was only about 2 weeks after my 13th birthday, and the night before I had watched a movie with my parents.  For those old enough to remember, there was a whole crop of "camp" movies in the late 70's and early 80's ("Meatballs" was the most famous).  I only remember one thing about this movie--there was one kid in it whose character spent the entire time he was at camp in his bunk, under the sheets, with a furious amount of hand activity in his crotch, and all of the motion was up-and-down, up-and-down, up-and-down, over and over.  I remember asking my parents, "What's he doing?" and my dad's response was to say something unintelligible under his breath. My mom was more forthright; she said bluntly, "He's masturbating." The lightbulb in my head lit up like the sun.  What I needed to do with my erection was grab it with my hand and pull up and down. *That* was what everyone meant by "masturbating"!  I couldn't wait to try this out--but with my parents right there, waiting is exactly what I had to do. I went to sleep with my mind racing.  The next morning dawned cold and gray, but I hopped out of bed before anyone else woke up.  I had to try this!  All of my dad's Playboys were in my parents' bedroom. I had nothing other than my imagination to use--well, that and my hand! I pulled down the pants of my pajamas and there was my eager erection already popped up straight.  I grabbed hold of it with my hand and started tugging up and down on my eager cock as I laid there on the floor. Unlike a lot of stories where guys talk about shooting cum the first time they had an orgasm, I can't say that I did. All I can say is that the wave of pleasure building in my cock as I tugged kept growing and growing, as the throbbing pulsed up and down with each stroke of my hand. I put my right arm up over my forehead as my left hand kept pumping and pumping, delirious with the thought of how great this felt.  Within a matter of moments, I felt my orgasm coming. It was just like it had been described.  My cock exploded into a wave of sensation as I gasped.  I had to do that again!  Darn it...I could already hear an alarm clock going off in another bedroom, so I was going to have to wait. But now I knew what to do, and I knew I would be doing it again very, very soon.  I had started my journey!