Message-ID: 070347Z23021995@anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.masturbation X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.masturbation Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an206656@anon.penet.fi Lines: 33
I think I was about nine years old. I was in the bathtub, just messing around, when I started to play with my dick. I grabbed the loose flesh of my flaccid cock between my thumb and first two fingers and pulled it up over my little mushroom head. As I am circumcised, I just barely had enough skin to accomplish this. The phrase "up-and-down, up-and-down" ran through my mind as I pulled up and down, alternately hiding then revealing my cock head, a bright pink from the hot bathwater, with its tiny piss-slit in the center. My dick soon stiffened into rigidity, standing out smooth and proud above my hairless balls. Fully erect, it was perhaps three inches long. An indescribable feeling began to grow deep in my abdomen: a fiery tingle that seemed to originate and concentrate in my balls and just behind them beneath the base of my cock. I started jacking faster, my breath coming in short gasps, and the muscles of my legs, arms and stomach tighted into marble-like hardness. Suddenly, the accumulated tension and tingling in my nine-year-old loins exploded with a rush of feeling that spread outward from my cock throughout my body. The pleasure pulsed through me in diminsihing waves until my little dick became too sensitive to touch. I had experienced my first orgasm -- completely dry, of course. I didn't begin ejaculating until I was twelve or thirteen. I lay back in the bathwater, the muscles of my arms and legs quivering, overcome with a totally unexepected bliss. My cock remained as hard as carved ivory, and I enjoyed the sight of it sticking straight up out of the water. I didn't know what I had discovered was called for another couple of years (I told a friend about the experience soon after, found out he did it too, and we started calling it "getting the sick feeling") but from that day on, I jacked off nearly every day, often multiple times a day. Now, in my thirties, I still do.
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