One of My First Memories of Puberty

When i was just starting to masturbate i was in 7th grade, So thats what...??? 12-13ish i guess. I remember first time i had a raging woody, ofcourse it had to be right before I had football practice. I paniced at first and thought if this stays this way, i can't go, because I was worried other guys would notice my bulge. I was worried my buddies would have a field day teasing me as kid's love to do. (I know many grown men who still would do the  same) Looking back in retrospect, they probably had same problem as me. What if i tackle or hit someone and they think it happened from them. I had to figure out how to manage this problem or im just not going.I began getting dressed and kept checking in full length mirror if i could notice it. Im not gifted in this area or anything, about average 6-7 depends on how aroused i am back then 7 im sure,...could have bored a tunnel through solid granite with it that day. I am kinda thick or girthy though, and those tight white football pants showed everything especially when they got wet. I kept rearranging it, to try and camoflage best i could.  Everytime i touched it, i would get that rollercoaster/swing, feeeling in my lower abdomen. Seemed like the more i fusssed with it, the better and stronger this feeling became. I took my pants down to my knees. Stood in front of mirror, inspected every inch, never really looked at it before except to pee. Well now its all hard and almost painful, and hot and red, and kinda pulsing. Not sure why, but I made like a peace sign, and kinda curved my fingers like i was gonna throw a curve ball or something , and stroked my cock like this slow at first then picked up pacea bit,and ill be damned but it kept feeliing better and better. Now im intruiged. All of a sudden i didnt even remember i played football. I had  found my new favorite game, and probably had a much better shot at going pro.  Then i dont know what possesed me to do this, but I  put my hands ...one on each side of it,  like i was about to clap, and rubbed my hands in opposing directions. Like when your excited for something and you rub your hands together,  almost like in indian rug burn motion but with my hands iin a clapping position. Hope you get what im saying. I can't quite find the words to describe this ingenious technique. (When i tried it later in life the it wasnt the same either).The friction of it was like a tickle feeling but in a good way. I alternated between peace sign and rug burn and next thing i know my knees went weak, my cock was spasming and felt like i had to pee, but nothing came out. I was scared cause i lost my vision almost like i blacked out for a few moments and the feeling was so intense, it freaked me out. As i looked in the mirror each spasm, made my hard cock grow smaller and shrink back to the dick i was used to working with when i had to pee. I was shellschocked from my new discovery, and then it dawned on me, I can go to practice now, my problem was solved. Off to practice i rode, and whole way there i couldnt wait to get back home to play my new favorite game.