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| Introduction: The Not Quite a Teenager Year - The Beginning, how it all started | ||
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This is how for me it all started, the public wanking that is. I'm not asking for for forgiveness or understanding, I'm just telling you how it is. That girls are sex objects and that it's the thrill of it all. Does that make me a pervert? Yes, so get over it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As a boy of 12, the teenage years for a boy loom on the edge of the horizon, tantalisingly just out of touch of your grasping fingers and you’re wanting all that it potentially offers the young mind and body. But before the teenage years, you are 12 and your mind and body are given a serious kick in the teeth first. Now, If a boy of 12 was to utter the swear word “Cunt” to their Granny, be in no doubt she would tell your mum and dad, but she would call it “Dropping the C bomb”. Never the less your mum would give you a verbal ear bashing that sends your mind crazy and your dad kicks your ass until your body is black and blue. But if a boy of 12 were to utter the word “Hormones” to their Granny and she will still tell your mum and dad, and she may call it “Dropping the H bomb”. But instead of your mum and dad sending your mind crazy and kicking you black and blue. It’s the H bomb doing it instead and it’s just as devastating for a boy of that age as the original H bombs that were dropped Hiroshima and Nagasaki at the end of the second world war. I got my first pubic hair not long after turning 12 and I was happy as pie, I was a man now. Plus as a super extra bonus, my cock grew and extra 4 inches in that year. Yippee! But also in that year I grew 9 inches in height, which looking back now was very painful and for about 2 months I could hardly walk as my joints were so damn sore. Also when I hit 12, it took no more than 2 months from my birthday to get my first wet dream, my first erection, the first time I masturbated and the first time I cum on purpose. I did enjoy the sensations I was getting but I didn’t really understand what the fuck was going on and panicked. My “H Bomb” had been dropped and hit its target square on. Ok, so now I could get a hardon and cum, and one of the first questions I asked myself was. What shall I do with it now? I didn’t know then why they happened, I didn’t know that the reason was later in life you use your hardon and cum facilities to help a lady to make a baby. I went to Catholic School; such things weren’t taught to us. Any way I couldn’t have seen Sister Mary, a nun of indeterminate age with a better beard than I can get even now, teaching us about the sex. Even if I did know the real reason, I was 12 for fuck sake, girls were horrible, girls were yucky and I would have been more worried about losing my bag of glass marbles than losing my virginity. But, I did know that it felt good when I had a hardon, it felt better when I was stroking it and felt like heaven when I cum. I know what I’ll do, I’ll keep on doing it that’s what! And unashamedly I did and everybody in the family, a lot of people in school and most of the street knew within weeks. I had a new toy to play with and I wanted everyone to know about it. Mum, dad, my brother Tony (15) and sister Lisa (14) poor souls, absolutely hated it when I was 12. My cock was so rarely in my shorts it had a better suntan than my face and I was pulling on it so much I looked like a lopsided Popeye by the time I was 13. I would run into Lisa’s bedroom shouting. Look at me Lisa! And pull on my cock a couple of times and run out again. The same with Tony. Mum and dad would be sitting watching some TV, then they would hear the unmistakeable sound of slapping skin. Dad would shout at me to stop, then mum would chime in. Then I would run out in to street and give a neighbour an eyeful as well. The nuns at school, God bless’ em, had me in church praying to Jesus every day for forgiveness and the confessional had the equivalent of a revolving door just for me. And if I had carried it on for much longer, I’m sure the Vatican would have sent someone to do an exorcism . I was out of control after 4 months; it didn’t get any worse for everyone after that but certainly didn’t get better for them until probably about 2 months before I was 13. By then I had been to a kids shrink for about 2 months and would see him for another 2 years. He hadn’t stopped me of my million wanks a day but I had stopped doing it so openly at home, school and in public. I was made to realise it upset people and was bad and naughty to do it infront of people, especially girls as they like it the least. And he told me why, he told me about sexuality and sex, the birds and the bees. It was what the hairy chinned nuns couldn’t or wouldn’t tell me. From then on I looked at girls differently. They were no longer horrible and yucky, they were now nice and sexy and my bag of glass marbles went in the bin. What did the shirnk say about doing it infront of girls? - It was bad and naughty to do it in front of girls. They don’t like it. Suddenly it took on a different meaning for me. From, not to wank infront of girls. To, wank infront of girls, but don’t let them see you. Until the shrink had said those words and taught me about sex, I never gave it a thought that it was a sex act, it was just me showing off and having a laugh. I didn’t care who saw me , boy or girl, man or woman. it wasn’t sexual for me in any way. Now it is a sex act, and boys like sex with girls, Boys get hard cocks because of girls, boys cum because of girls. It had now become an erotic act for me to wank and cum watching girls and for them not to know and even if they do see me sometimes I don’t really care too much it depends where it . It’s was naughty, very naughty. I like naughty, let the naughty games begin. |
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