I remember it well. It was 25 years ago. It was a crazy time for me. I was having major erections every few hours all day long. I was very edgy.

It was pitch black. I was lying in bed, my penis as hard as steal. I was wondering about things I'd heard others say: "jack-off," that jacking motion of the hand that people did to each other, "shoot your load," "cream your pants."

I wrapped my fingers around my penis and begin to do that motion. It felt good. I kept it up. It took about 20 minutes. My first orgasm shot a wave of heat through my penis. It felt good but there was no cum.

I thought about that feeling almost constantly. I became so curious about it I stroked my shaft every night after that. On the
fourth night I shot my first load of cum. I couldn't see what had happened in my dark room. I didn't want to turn on the light (I was in a basement "room" with no door.) The curiosity was
almost killing me. I layed awake half the night wondering what had happened.

The next day I got lucky. Saturday. Everybody went to the store. I stripped, grabbed my shaft, and went at it. It took one hell of a long time. I was sweaty and tired but the feeling grew and grew and grew until I shot another load. I was amazed at the six foot line of milky-white cum I'd left on the carpet. A little panic set in (fortunately it cleaned up easily - nobody knew).

The next few months I spent every minute I could exploring what my penis could do. I was amazed to find such a cool "feature" of my body.

It's probably a fairly standard story but dang it sure was fun.

Now my wife's first time - that's a story...