First Ejaculation

I had been masturbating since I went to boarding school.  Although it was a co-educational school, my early sexual experiences were in an all-male environment and there were many shared experiences.  Of course, sex was the main topic of conversation amongst us.

The more knowledgeable spoke of "Tossing" and the "Feeling" and most of us were happy to "toss" ourselves raw in search of that illusive "Feeling" holding our dicks between our fore fingers and thumbs.  We "tossed" openly as there was little privacy and at night, after "lights out," our nocturnal activities were given away by the creaking of beds and the squeaking of the springs.

There were early claims of success but not for me.  I took many, many tries before I attained the "Feeling"  and of course then there was the incentive to continue "Tossing " in the hope of producing what I know now is pre-cum and ultimately semen.  That came too after a while and I became a prolific producer, something which I was happy to demonstrate to some of my less fortunate but very envious friends. I became a popular target for the curious and enjoyed the pleasure of being "tossed off " in the changing rooms on numerous occasions.

The changing rooms also provided the opportunity of seeing the more senior boys naked - nudity was the norm and everbody was very open.  The sight of naked seniors sporting big dicks and a forest of pubic hair was very arousing and once, I saw one senior "Wanking" himself off in the shower stall.  ("Tossing" seemed to have become "Wanking" at some point but I am not sure when.

Although he didn't seem to be particularly well developed at the time, Johnny was the first in our Form to ejaculate.  It was something that he was very proud of and he was happy to show anybody including the girls (who ran away, screaming, from his first public demonstration after a Human Biology class!).  He must have been 14 at the time.  The rest of us were in awe of Johnny and we redoubled our efforts to follow his ejaculatory example.

Although my genitals were well-developed, I was relatively late in ejaculating.  It was required of those who claimed manhood to prove it - it was a matter of put up or shut up.  I made the mistake of claiming that I could ejaculate only to have two of my friends demand a demonstration whilst we were on a week-end hike in the middle of nowhere.  I had no choice but to join the mutual "Wank."  They came fairly quickly.  I wanked until I achieved the "Feeling" and explained the absence of evidence to the fact that I had "Wanked" myself off before leaving the school.  I don't think they believed me but they didn't split on me.

I had just turned 15 and was at home for the summer holidays when my time came.  I was bored at home, I had no friends and  nothing much to do except "Wank."  I always seemed to be horny, and one afternoon just after tea I took myself off to the upstairs bathroom, where I could reasonably lock the door without attracting attention, took my trousers and pants down, sat on the lavatory seat and proceeded to enjoy myself.  I achieved my orgasm quickly and as I looked down to pull up my pants, there it was, a blob of pearly grey matter sitting on the head of my still-erect dick.  I rubbed it between my fingers and it was warm and sticky but not there wasn't a lot of it and it was nothing like the streams of milky white liquid that my friends produced. However, I was excited, I hadn't had to strain to produce this, it appeared effortlessly with my orgasm and I was convinced that I was now a man.

Later that evening, after I had gone to bed, I "Wanked" myself off again and this time I was rewarded with an amazing orgasm and more than a single stream of sperm which splashed across my stomach and trickled down into my pubic hair.  A man at last!--although my mother wasn't pleased with the state of my bed sheets when she came to strip my bed for the laundry - but that's another story.