The Beginning
When I was a young lad, about the age of 14, I found the joys of orgasm. It wasn’t so much fun in the beginning of course when I’d wake up with a white gobby mess in my underwear and worry that somehow I had just given birth to an alien life form. The “wet dream” wasn’t a common term around my house. I had done some investigative questioning of some of the older boys and found that it was completely normal. From that point on, long, lonely interludes with myself masterbating furiously was common task. Brush my teeth, say goodnight to my folks and climb in bed with a bottle of lotion and a damp washcloth to clean up the mess.
A few months before my 15th birthday, one of my friends had actually had physical contact with a girl who gladly took his virginity as if it were a prize. He was in love with her, and soon found out that the feelings were not mutual as she banged the whole freshman class at my high school, me included. It wasn’t very special, or even memorable other than it was the first time my dick had been stuffed inside of a pussy. And from that point on, my quest for booty began and is alive and well today. These are my stories.
