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Part One of a three-part series. It has been a real pleasure for me to read many of the stories on JackinWorld where guys like me have recalled the joys of masturbation from pre-puberty to the present. My story is and has been filled with satisfying memories of masturbation. From my earliest memories, I have always enjoyed looking at and massaging my penis to full erection. In fact, I cannot recall any morning upon awakening when I did not have a penis throbbing to be fondled and stroked. Every night upon getting into bed I would also stroke my penis and testicles to produce an instant erection. After these enjoyable sessions I would fall asleep. When I was 10 or 11 years old and in the 5th grade, my neighborhood and school buddies and I loved to compare erections and masturbation stories and the changes that were taking place in our bodies. In fact I can remember being asked over and over if I had gotten my "jism" yet. Because several of us had started to grow pubic hair and our penises were much larger than most of our classmates, we got all of the stares in the locker room. In fact, when my mother took me to our family's doctor for my pre-semester physical exam, he explained to my mother that my genital development was advanced for my age and that I probably would develop large genitals if my current size was any indication. My penis was already hanging 6" in the flaccid state. He then asked my mother if my older brother had developed early as well. She explained that my brother was 18 years older than me and had developed very early also and had a very large penis, although, she explained that she had not seen his penis since early teen years. I, however, remembered that two years earlier, on a family vacation in northern Michigan, my brother came down to the lake where we were swimming with a towel wrapped around his waist. When he walked out onto the dock, he dropped the towel, and we could see through his light-cream-colored bathing suit his big penis clearly visible hanging down his leg. My mother blushed and pointed at it. I clearly remember seeing that big thing, which I would see naked about 3 years later on another family vacation. I had already noticed that I was "larger" than many of my school playmates, so I understood the doctor's comment to be positive and that my mother was proud to have sons with larger penises. During that school year, I enjoyed a really nice genital growth spurt. This year was also the time that I started having "wet dreams" several times each week, but I hadn't yet learned the technique of masturbating to orgasm, even though I massaged and played with it morning and night. My masturbating skills were, however, to take a quantum leap forward on another family vacation during the summer prior to the start of the 6th grade school year. By June, I measured 7" erect and massaging it felt better than ever. During the summer vacation between 5th and 6th grade, my dad, mom, and I took another vacation with my brother, his wife, and their 3-year-old son to our nation's capital, Washington, D.C., and Virginia. During one of our overnights, we had accommodations in a beautiful old Victorian bed and breakfast overlooking the Potomac River. My parents were given a small bedroom and I was invited to stay in the large master suite with my brother and his wife and young son. The hostess had placed two small fold-up beds at the foot of the large master bed. My nephew fell asleep almost immediately, but as usual, I was enjoying quietly rubbing my erect penis. I was starting to get drowsy when my brother came out of the bathroom totally naked holding a small flashlight. His wife was already in bed, and I had noticed that she had slipped out of her nightgown and laid it on the floor next to her side of the bed. I'm sure that they both thought we were both asleep by this time, because when my brother walked by my cot I saw his fully erect, uncircumcised penis. He was sliding his foreskin back and forth on his shaft as he walked by. He went to the nightstand continuing to masturbate as he got something out of the drawer. He then shut off the flashlight and got into bed next to his wife. Since it was now quite dark, I couldn't see anything, but I soon heard sounds which I didn't know for sure but I guessed that they were "doing it." By this time, I was vigorously stroking my penis with the same rhythm just as I had seen my brother doing moments before. Within a few moments I felt an intense tickling which seemed to come from my entire genital area. Then it happened: my first masturbation orgasm. I quickly pulled up my shorts to cover my throbbing penis just in time to feel warm semen gushing out. The feelings of pleasure were beyond anything I had ever previously experienced. As I lay there in silence feeling my completely soaked shorts, I realized there were not going to ever be any "dry" orgasms again. From then on, I was a "man" and had reached a fabulous plateau of masturbating ecstasy. Thereafter, at every opportunity to masturbate, I had the image of my brother rubbing his big penis, preparing it for intercourse, and me soaking my shorts with a load of semen. Go to Part Two. Go to the JackinWorld Random Biography Picker Go to the JackinWorld Biographies Index | |||
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