When I was a teenager I attended a small Catholic seminary and stayed in a dorm. I had the first inklings of my sexuality when, as a sophomore, I began having "impure thoughts."
The impure thoughts were now producing erections . As time went on, they became more and more frequent and more intense. They tempted me to touch myself "down there" but because it was a sin, I maintained what the disciplinarian called "custody of the hands".
By the time I was a junior, the temptations had become almost unbearable. So one night after everyone else had gone to sleep, I lay awake with my impure thoughts washing over me, and I became hard. I was laying on my back trying to restrain myself, but finally had to turn over. My penis was now pressing against the mattress throbbing and calling out for relief. To resist the temptation I propped myself up by my elbows so my hard penis was not touching the mattress. I hovered there for several minutes until I could resist no longer. I let my body fall against the bed and exploded with the first orgasm I ever had.
Exhausted, I lay there for a while feeling mighty guilty, but basking in the moment all the same. I wondered if the guy in the bunk below heard anything because I did let out a soft moan as I came.
From that time on I would entertain myself during the day with fantasies that would keep me aroused and on the edge until it was time for "lights out" in the dorm. By now my hands, no longer in "custody", took over and brought the fantasies to their natural conclusion.
There's got to be another ex-seminarian out there who has gone through the same things I have, I would surely like to hear about their own experience.
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