I’d never worn a condom
Freshman in college, still a virgin, I thought I should get some, “just in case.” A little nervous and feeling a bit foolish, I bought some at the pharmacy in town. Walking back, I’d thought, never having used any, I should (would have to) sacrifice one for training purposes thinking of it as nothing more than being able to properly don a required piece of PPE.
Later, before going to sleep that night, so glad I had scored one of the coveted single rooms, I got naked, sat on the edge of my bed, looked for directions and tried to remember the instructions from junior high sex-ed sure I’d break the thing putting it on wrong. But I got it on first try.
Tried gently pumping it a little, just to see if it would stay on, which it did, moving just a bit. Then I thought, well, a vagina is going to be lubed with mucous (yeah, so sexy, right?) so I got my hand lotion (still clueless about lube) squirted some on and started to stroke a little.
Now, THAT felt good.
I’d already heard guys say condoms sucked because “you couldn’t feel anything” so I was a bit worried that maybe I wouldn’t actually like sex, or maybe not be able to cum, if I really couldn’t feel stuff with a condom on, since I’d only used my hand & gone bare when simulating fucking in a lotion -slicked baggie. The idea of actually, someday, having sex had seemed awfully far-fetched to me at the time and the idea of doing so without a condom (until married & wanting to have kids, which seemed about as likely as flying to the moon) was unthinkable to me.
In short order I was flopped down on my back staring at the ceiling, blissfully pumping away. I hadn’t thought to masturbate wearing it, I’d just wanted to be sure I could put it on, to avoid fumbling my first time, my initial erection arising from the idea of “practicing” for sex. But lying there doing it … I didn’t know what these guys were talking about, because I was definitely feeling things! OK, it was like half the sensation of my bare dick but the lotion was lasting longer.
Friends & dorm-mates passed in the hall outside my door and I got a little worried one might knock and discover what I was doing. So, once the hall was silent for awhile, I re-lubed, I discovered I could, and started going really fast which I couldn’t have bare (real lube later fixed that!) It still took awhile to get close, and I was then sure that if anyone came by, they’d hear my squish-squishing. Despite my speed it was taking a long time to “get there,” due to the decreased stimulation, I surmised. This seemed a pretty good trade-off to me as I was getting excited really slowly and it actually felt really nice.
When I was finally close (only ten minutes, probably, but it seemed longer)I sat back up and feeling quite relieved after hearing how bad condoms were, looked down at myself as I silently came, happily & shuddering just a little, realizing I could actually feel my ejaculate moving inside my penis and it pulsing inside the protective sheath as its end went suddenly white.
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