Teenage Memories

I was a 14 year old horny teenage boy at the time and it was a hot summer's night. The heat has been relentless for the last three weeks, the house soaked up all the sunshine during the day and at night fell it felt like an oven, the walls radiating heat. I try to keep cool by keeping the windows wide open and sleeping naked but sometimes I would still wake up in the middle of the night feeling hot.

I wake up from an erotic dream, all hot and sweaty. I'm dazed and half asleep. Did I just hear a woman's soft, pleading voice, "Come.. come!" and a man's groans? - did I just hear my mum and dad or was it just something I dreamt? Either way, my heard is pounding and my cock feels incredibly hard as I reach down in the dark and wrap my fingers round the shaft. The house is quiet now and I am desperate to hear any more muffled noises coming from my parents' bedroom. Was it just my imagination going wild? I listen but all I could hear are the crickets outside.

I realise I'm too excited to go back to sleep, my cock demands attention. I put the small bedside lamp on. It is too bright so I put it on the floor behind the bed, so now there is only a very dim orange light illuminating the room. Sometimes I wank off in the dark but looking at my cock as I'm doing it adds the aspect of visual pleasure. I prop up my pillow and make myself comfortable. 

Quite often when I masturbate I fantasize about the girls at school. I have a thing about girls that are shy, reserved and somewhat unapproachable and one great place where there is a high concentration of them is our local church, so sometimes I attend the service just to see them at their most demure. Undoubtedly Chloe is the most beautiful of them, with long blond hair and blue eyes; she is an altar girl so during the service I am able to observe her without causing any embarrassment as she is helping the priest. I start wondering... if we were married (I assumed we would have to be married for us to be intimate) how would I make love to such a shy girl? My greatest source of information about lovemaking is my parents' marriage guide book that I have read from back to font several times and the only thing I could imagine is prim and proper enough would be to spoon her and gently slip my cock in her pussy from behind.  But how do you even slip your cock inside a pussy? We boys share our scant knowledge about sex and some reckon you need to hold your cock with your hand to push it in. Others think girls have to hold your cock and guide it in. (Note for my future self: either method works just fine.)

The thought of Chloe holding my cock gets me very excited and, as I'm stroking my cock more intensively now, a few drops of clear liquid appears at the slit of my penis. I rub it around the head gently with my index finger and now the my cock seems to glisten with excitement. Like most boys in our country I'm not circumcised, so I wank off by rolling the foreskin over the head of my penis, up and down and enjoy the sensation. 

Oops, I have to slow down a bit - I'm getting close. I remember the advice of our school doctor who gave us boys a talk and told us that masturbation was natural and normal but we should do it slowly so that we don't ejaculate too quickly. He is a great guy, out school doctor, very relaxed telling us about the subject. I'm not sure what the message is for the girls. Does Chloe masturbate? I imagine her lying on her bed, playing with her clitoris... I'm wondering if she puts a finger inside her? Can girls even do that when they virgins? Oh, I wish I was more knowledgeable about these things...

As I'm stroking with the right hand I cup my balls with my the left. I like to feel the shape of my balls as I'm wanking, especially the lowest part just above the perineum. I use a gentle touch, caressing them as I'm playing with my cock... my testicles feel very hard and tight. With two fingers I start massaging the underside of my balls, feeling them pull up to my body real tight and get even harder. My thoughts wonder off the Chloe again. There is a  particular thing that for some reason I find really exciting and that is her wearing white stockings... 

At this point I can't hold back any longer. A few slightly more intensive strokes and I push myself past the point of no return. My cock head seems to swell and I focus my eyes on the slit where I know the semen would shoot out. Waves of pleasure travel through my groin and my clock spurts out the first ropes of cum so forcefully that they hit me on the chin and neck. The rest is pumped out in decreasingly smaller aches that land on my chest, then the spurts ebb into a leak of cum just dribbling out and finally stop.

A great sense of relief washes over me. I survey the scene, my upped body is covered and there is a distinct smell of semen in the room. I fish out a handkerchief from under my pillow (my mum puts one there discreetly every morning without saying anything) and mop up the cum. That was another thing that baffles me, how would a girl like Chloe deal with the mess...? (I need not have worried. Some years later my girlfriend would greet the sights of my spurts with delighted "oh, wow!" noises as they land on her boobs after a heavy makeout session that goes out of control.)

I drop the soaking wet handkerchief on the floor - it should be dry by the morning when I will sneakily put it in the laundry basket, although I had no doubt that when my mum would load the washing machine she would know why it was so crusty, not to mention that the smell lingers on quite a bit. Never mind. 

I switch off the lamp and drift back to sleep. Oh Chloe, sweet Chloe...