My First Masturbation

I was a freshman at a boys' high school when I met a senior. He was kind and supportive, and we eventually started chatting more privately online. I was naive, but a curious cat. He was the one who introduced me to porn and started asking more about my private parts. To gain my trust, he told me he had helped a friend of mine in the same way.

The first time he gave me special instructions was late one night, while I was on the computer in my living room. Following his directions, I secretly put my hand under my pants and started rubbing. He told me not to stop, but my hand felt sore, and after a few minutes, a white fluid suddenly flowed out of my penis. I was totally confused. He explained it was sperm and that what we had done was called masturbation. Additionally, he said this is crucial for growing up and that I had to do it every day.

This is where the harassment began. He would text me daily for my "progress," pushing me to do it more and more. Before the semester ended, he asked me to meet him at school over the weekend. We went into a school's public washroom, and he wanted me to masturbate in front of him. When I couldn't cum for a long time, he grabbed my penis and rubbed it himself until I ejaculated. It hurt as my glans tore and fully opened first time, so he gave me some medical cream for the pain.

After that holiday, I started hiding from him, replying less and less. I wanted to avoid that terrible feeling. The irony is that while I no longer see him, I've become addicted to porn and masturbating whenever I get consistently hard.