The title is a pun because this is my first time writing a blog with a sexual connotation, and I'll be describing how I first learned about masturbation. If this is a topic that bothers you, I suggest you turn back. Prudes will have a hard time digesting anything I talk about on this blog, but I digress.
I was 12 years old at the time, minding my own business in math when one of the popular kids in my class showed me something he drew on his hand. It was a picture of three letters (I can't remember which ones, I think L, A, O) re-arranged in a weird order. I was completely clueless as to what that picture was, so I asked him. As it turns out, the letters were creatively arranged to depict "a man sitting in a chair, beating his meat." Again, I was baffled so I asked him what "beating your meat" meant and he performed a hand gesture that I would put to use later that night. "You hold your dick and move it up and down. It's awesome, dude." That's all it took to set my curiousity in gear.
Later that night, while I was taking my shower, I decided to see what all the fuss was about. I wrapped my index finger and thumb around my penis and moved it up and down. My penis quickly hardened and within a few minutes, powerful sensations came over me and I blacked out for a second. When I regained my vision, I was kneeling down in the tub, trying to piece together what happened. It didn't take long to realize that what I did was directly related to the heavenly feelings I felt erupt all over my body. In that same second, I had another epiphany and realized *this* is why my weiner felt so good whenever I rubbed it when I had an erection. I was overjoyed. Thus began my secretive, second life.
I would fap whenever I could get away with it. In the bathroom, in school (during class), in my room, outside -- anywhere. The intense pleasure was something I've never felt before, which fit in perfectly with my schedule of... nothing. I began to ejaculate a few months down the line, which was a shocker to me. There I was, fapping away in my bed when the all-too-familiar sensation began in my crotch and started to spread throughout my body. Then suddenly, I felt a wet liquid all over my hands. I turned on the light and realized I had my first ejaculation. I was extremely happy, because I felt like a man. I went to the bathroom, cleaned up and left a towel near my bed because I knew there was no turning back. I did it two more times to celebrate my manhood, and then drifted off to sleep.
Reminiscing about this is actually making me horny, so I'm going to take a "quick break" but just remember... you aren't alone if you discovered the joys of masturbating in a fashion similar to me.
