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Blake's Story (as told to Paralern) Part 2

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: paralern Posted on: 07 Jun 2004 1 comments
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Blake learns to masturbate--and discovers he is far different from other boys his age. I asked: Everyone remembers their first time for sexual intercourse, and I bet you do to?

It was the Friday nite just after my 12th birthday. I came home about ten from spending the evening with my best bud, Jason. I had no dad, just mom and my sister five years younger than me. Mom was out as usual for a Friday, my sis was asleep, and the baby sitter, a 15 year old neighbor, was watching TV.

Before I go on, said Blake, guess I need to give you some background: Jason and I had been buds for about five years when he introduced me to jacking off. I was ten, he was eleven. His 14 year old brother had just shared the wonders of orgasm with him. One afternoon we were alone and he told me all about it.

"Want to see me do it," asked Jason. Sure, I replied. I watched him three-finger stroke his skinny little four-incher with awe. I had had boners but never knew what to do with them. Was truly amazed when Jason arched his hips, his chest turned red, and moaned softly.

"Now you have to try it," said Jason. As I dropped my tighty-whiteys, my boner sprung to attention. "Oh my God, yours is longer than even my brother's!" Jason got a ruler--nearly six inches, just a pubic hair under. I had started growing pubes--Jason had none.

Jason showed me how to use the fist method of stroking his brother used, and I had my first orgasm. Dry, but not for long. I started to squirt cum just before my 11th birthday, about the same time as Jason (he at 12).

So, back to that Friday nite just after I turned 12. While at Jason's, we had masturbated together, and once again he measured us. I was up to 7.75 inches, Jason, like his brother, was at 5.5 inches.

My mom and my sis had bedrooms on the first floor, and mine was a loft bedroom upstairs. I said hi to the babysitter and went upstairs. A while later I needed a cookie and a glass of milk. As I was going down the steps I could hear the babysitter, Emily, on the phone. Emily was talking sex stuff to her boyfriend, and I could see she was playing with her boobs. I froze and listened. (to be continued)