It happened one evening. I was in a very religious family in a social setting where sex was never mentioned. I knew nothing about sex then. But I loved my erections and playing with myself secretly in bed and anywhere else I could get away with it. I loved the way I could rub it and feel it swell with sweet pleasure. Then, one evening after a shower, I got in bed, pulled the covers over me...and began rubbing on the comforter until I was so erect it felt like it would break off. I loved that feeling and just kept rubbing and humping slowly as pleasure pulsed all over my body. I had no idea it… 続きを読む

All boys masturbate. They need sex. But some boys masturbate constantly. They crave sex. Sexual arousal becomes the center of their life. They spend hours everyday getting erections, thinking about sex, masturbating every chance they get. And ejaculating, over and over again. I was one of those boys. I did it in the cloassroom secretly, my pants bulging under the desk. I rushed to the restrooms between classes to masturbate, even if it was for a minute. Then the ride home and my room, my refuge, my lover. Other boys went out to play. I closed the door as my erection throbbed with sweet anticip… 続きを読む