My father said I was born with a hard-on and constantly played with myself as a child. Most male babies and children get hard-ons and play with themselves, but my father said that I did it more often that any of the other sons. So much so, that they had to restrict my hands in some way to keep me from doing it. Not sure what they did, but I do remember a tape around my wrists which was tied somehow restricting my ability to reach below the waist and when I used a "walkabout" chair on rollers..my hands were tied to the top tray with a line just long enough to play with blocks and things, but not long enough so that I could reach my crotch.
That I do remember! I hated it!!!
I don't remember much before the age of 5, but I do remember rubbing up and down on the bed sheets, and almost everyhting else I could rub against...which gave me a lot of pleasure due to the awesome "tingling sensations."
Then some of my friends in the neighborhood and I would get together, and eventually it developed into rubbing againsts each others legs and on our backs (didn't go lower until sometime later...LOL) until we got those
"tingling sensations." I don't remember when we started touching each other with our hands, but that did come and we spent many hours "playing with each other" in the attic, over the garage, at the water hole down by the river, or in the woods. We had lots of those "tingling" sensations, which I now know were orgasms, but all dry since we were so young.
When about 7, two neighborhood boys of about 13 or 14, took us behind the gararge and showed us their (what we thought at the time) HUGE cocks and balls and how to "jack-off." I remember one shot a pretty big load on top of an old wooden crate that my brother had gotten to make a soap box car to enter into the soap box derby. He took his finger, dipped it in his cum, and then tasted it. We all looked at him like he was crazy, but he said it tasted really sweet and good. He asked us if we wanted to smell and feel the milky white stuff, which we did. I didn't like the smell as I remember, but the feeling was like my mothers Jergens Lotion. Then he asked us if we wanted to taste it too....after a bit of coaxing, we did...and that was my first time tasting cum.
My friends and I began trying to "jack-off" like the big boys, but nothing came out. But it did when I was about 10/11...and I have been doing and loving it every since. And, I love my pre-cum and cum. |