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A Little Help (MF)

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Category: Male-Female
Author: ~anonymous
Age: 54
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Around the age of 11 or 12 I had my first introduction to masturbation. I was a young and NOT street wise.

I realized that girls were different and I really like the difference. As yet I had not masturbated. I hung around with a group of somewhat older guys, 16 or 17 years old. We all like to play the pinball machine in the local drug store. Problem was no one ever had any money. One afternoon I made an off hand comment, that I wish I had a way to make some money. One of the older guys said I should go down and see Mr. Terry. I knew who he was talking about although I had never met the man. I asked a few questions and was assured that I could easily earn $2 or $3 (big money back in the 50's).

As I stood in the vestibule of the brownstone dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, the door opened and an older woman (early 50's) motioned me to come in. As we stood in the hallway, a man I assumed was her husband joined us. I recognized him. He frequently stood on the brownstone stoop (I realize now he was watching the children playing).

I explained that I was looking for a way to earn some money and that the guys said he might have some chores I could do. He smiled and said he did need a light bulb in the hall way changed. He explained that he was too old to get on a ladder and was afraid of falling. As we talked his wife suddenly appeared with a stepladder. He placed the ladder under the light fixture. He explained that the way the light hung from the ceiling, that it would be necessary for me to put one foot on the stair railing and the other on the 3rd step of the ladder.

I climbed the ladder and got into position. With by legs spread between the ladder and the stair railing I began to unscrew the light bulb. All of a sudden, I felt a hand move very skillfully up and under my shorts and underwear. The hand was warm and began to fondle my dick and balls. I froze. I didn't know what to do. I was afraid to look down; I didn't know if it was her hand or his. Meanwhile the husband kept talking to me, urging me to be careful and not to fall. Urging me to hand him the old bulb and he would hand me the new one.

By now I was rock hard and the hand was expertly stroking me. Without missing a stroke, the hand had pulled sown my shorts and underwear. I stood there fully exposed, my dick erect, the warm hand stroking me. The man was still speaking, but I by now I was in another world.

The hand quickened the stroke. I felt a sensation in the pit of my stomach. I felt tightness in my balls. All of sudden my knees felt week and I unconsciencly tensed up. As I did I felt my dick exploded. I must have shot 2 or 3 times. This was the first time I had ever experienced an organism. I wondered where all of this "liquid" was going. I looked down and suddenly I realized that the hand had placed a small bottle over the end of my dick and had pulled my dick down and was catching all of the cum.

Once I finished, I felt very light headed and weak in the knees. Mr. began helping me down form the ladder, thanked me and gave me $2.00. I left the brownstone and walked very slowly back to the drugstore as I passed people on the street, I wondered if they could tell what had just happened to me. I never spoke of the incident again. Back at the drug store the guys were waiting for me. They began to ask questions. I ignored them and pretended that Mr. Terry had not had any chore for me to do and I did not let them know I had the $2.00.

While I never visited Mr. Terry of his wife again, they had let the genii out of the bottle (no pun intended). From then on I was jerking off 4 or 5 times a week. OH yea, I'm really not sure that light bulb was burned out