Dancing with Myself
Posted Jan 19, 2014 by anonymous | 396 views | 1 comments
When I was age 7 or 8 I didn't know what masturbation was. The closest thing I had was getting naked and getting into a sleeping bag with my biggest stuffed animal, though obviously that didn't really do anything for me. I was curious about sex from a young age. When I was 5 and 6 my best friend was the girl next door. We would play like normal kids, but also make out a lot. When I was 9 I had to spend most of the summer with my grandmother while my mom was at work. I was getting out of the shower one day and noticed a bottle of lotion by the sink. I put the lotion on my penis, I don't know why I did it, and suddenly I felt amazing. I pulled my pork until I finished. Though at that young age nothing actually came out, I still had an orgasm. This was the single greatest discovery of my life. From that day forward I masturbated virtually every day of my life. By my modest calculations I have masturbated well over 4,000 times. When I was 12 and 13 it was the worst. One night I had a friend sleep over and when he fell asleep I spanked it with him lying right by me. If I started jerking I had to finish. Sometimes it would take me as long as an hour. I often did it in the shower, so this wasted a lot of water. One day I walked home from school and it was raining really heavily. I realized that I left my keys in the house and no one was home. I had nothing else to do, so I played with myself while I waited by the back door. Just as I finish my grandmother comes and opens the door to let me in. I hid my shame underneath my old navy pullover and hoped that she didn't see anything. If she did, she pretended not to.
Commented Jan 20, 2014 by anonymous
Your grandmother might know your secret though.