Early experience with a guy

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Early experience with a guyI remember starting to get strong sexual feelings when I was about 12 years old, I knew I was attracted to girls but also was curious about boys as well. I first masturbated shortly before my 13th birthday. It was such an exciting development that I couldn’t wait for bedtime so I could get under the covers, pull my pyjama bottoms down and stroke my hard penis.I was hooked on the feeling of my thighs turning to water, my tummy tightening and the flood of release as I pumped my warm semen out all over myself.I spent the next couple of years masturbating furiously whenever I could, sometimes three or four times a night until my penis was sore and my ejaculate was little more than a teardrop. I didn’t have access to pornography so I looked though my mum’s magazines for underwear ads. One time I came home from school and looked through Woman’s Journal and found an advert for Aristoc showing a group of beautifully long legged women in stockings and suspenders, I looked at it for a couple of minutes and then felt a familiar feeling in my loins as an orgasm flooded though me before I had even taken my penis out of my trousers.I filled my underpants with semen without touching myself and had to wash them out in the bathroom before bursa escort anyone knew what had happened..Although my main fantasies were girls I also used to think about having an experience with boys, or even better, an older man. When I played with my action men I would often make genitalia for them out of plasticine and get them to have sex, this usually gave me an erection and, if I could, I would quickly wank into a tissue.I was very interested in military history and a friend of mine told me his granddad had lots of old history magazines and artefacts like medals, badges and that sort of thing. He said he would be happy to show me them. He lived quite close to me, a couple of bus stops, and one Saturday morning I went round. He was a really friendly guy, about 62 or 63, five foot ten, stocky build and balding with mostly grey hair. He was a widower and lived alone and his house reminded me of my own grandparents house, they all seemed to smell the same! He was really friendly and showed me a huge collection of magazines which I really enjoyed seeing. He said I was welcome to come any time and over the summer I dropped by another three or four times. I went round during the summer holidays, the rest of my family had gone out, and I offered bursa escort bayan to help him clear out the garage at his house. It was scorching hot and after working for an hour or so we went inside for a drink and to cool down. He went out of the living room, which had the curtains closed to try and keep the room cool in the heat, and then came back in saying that he’d found some other magazines I might be interested in. He then put a large pile of ‘girlie’ mags on the table, mostly Mayfair, Penthouse and few others I hadn’t seen before including some in black and white. I was a bit shocked but not as much as I should have been, we were pretty good friends now and had talked about quite a few things and were pretty open with each other. He siad, “have a look and, if you like them, I’ll hang on to them for you. I’m just going to shift some more stuff out for he garage’. He left me alone and I started to look through the magazines, the first real porn I had seen, and in seconds I had a firm erection. Almost without thinking I pulled my jeans down to my knees and eased my stiff penis out of my underpants and, my eyes flooding with images of beautiful women, their naked breasts, pussies, stockings and high heels I began to masturbate. I must escort bursa have known that he would come back into the room and find me like this because I wasn’t surprised, only slightly embarrassed and tried to pull my jeans up. He said ‘It’s ok, I’m glad you enjoyed it” and sat down on the sofa next to me. Without looking at him I pulled my jeans back down and continued to wank in front of him. I could see that he was touching himself and then he said “Here, let me help you” and reached across, taking my stiff penis in his hand. It felt incredibly dirty and sexy to have someone else touch my cock and in only three or four strokes I cried out and felt my orgasm build inside me. As he pulled my foreskin back by cock spasmed and a stream of white jizm spurted out onto the floor and dribbled over his fingers, two more spurts covered his hand and my cock with warm creamy coloured spunk. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his hand and then dried my penis, saying ‘That was good, we’ll have to do that again!’. I felt a little awkward afterwards, like I’d broken a really important taboo or something and left quite soon saying I’d come back in a day or so to help him finish the garage. By the time I got home, the awkwardness and slight embarrassment had gone, replaced by a feeling of sexual arousal and that night I thought abut what happened and masturbated a record five times thinking about it.I went back a couple of days later hoping to pick up where we had left off…

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