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Secret Memories

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Tommy Posted on: 13 Aug 2004 0 comments
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I've been a daily visitor to this site for several months. I thought it was time to share some of my masturbation history. I am totally addicted to masturbation and get very kinky when I am having my solo fun. I've left out some of the more kinky episodes because I didn't think they were appropriate for this site.
Oh my, the secret memories. When I was six and seven, I didn't have access to porn. I used to masturbate to the underwear section in a womans catalog and to rare sexy pictures in other lifestyle magazines. When I was eight, I found a big bag of dirty magazines in a ditch that kept my little cock rock hard all summer. After that, I was hooked on porn. Starting when I was about eight, I would sneak out of the house after everyone was asleep and run naked around the other houses in our neighborhood. It was a thrill to risk being caught and exposed as the nasty little boy I was. I was an only child and both of my parents worked. When I was about ten, they would leave me at home alone during the summer. I spent almost every day naked from the time I woke up until my parents came home. The only thing on my mind was finding new ways to pleasure myself. I was totally out of control and I loved it! We had 24 acres of woods. I loved to take off my clothes, leave them near the house and then walk through the trees naked and hard. It would always excite me when an aeroplane would fly over me and I would wonder if the people inside could see me. We had a swimming pool. I loved to skinny dip and sunbathe in the nude almost every day. I always loved to just stand in front of the pool outlet jet and let it stimulate my hairless hard penis. Those dry cums were so intense. That changed when I was about 13 and I fell in love with the sight of my cum ribbons floating under the water. I loved to dress up in my mom's sexy nighties and underwear. Sometimes I would dress up completely as a girl and run around the house admiring myself in every mirror. I still love the feel of thigh-highs. We also had some spare swimming suits that guests could use. There was one girl's suit I remember, a blue and white one piece. It was way too small but I could stretch it enough to fit into it. I just loved the way it outlined and highlighted the bulge of my little genitals. When I was about twelve, my mom bought this battery powered back scratcher. It had this little plastic hand on the end that just perfectly fit the shaft of my little penis. I was using that the first time I squirted cum. I was really sad when I finally wore it out. My room was upstairs. When there was no one home, I liked to go down the stairs head first and naked on all fours. For some reason it put pressure on my genitals that felt delicious. When my parents were home, they seldom made the trip up the stairs to my room. It gave me hours and hours of uninterrupted playtime. I used just about every minute of it becoming the addicted masturbator I am today.