Date: Wed, 4 Feb 2004 06:07:24 -0800 (PST) From: Adam Subject: Masturbation Mentor Please understand that these are all true stories (unless otherwise indicated), but the disclaimers apply. You must be over 18/21 to read this. Please consider the correct laws for your country/state and obey them. Any and all feedback is welcome, appreciated and most of all, encouraged. I love hearing from you guys. If I've been of any help to get you guys off, then I've acheived my goal. Adam + Grant as Kids ================================================================================ Grant was never really one of my friends, but in year 5 of primary school, we hung out a bit. We used to play golf together, but both of us being 11, we weren't very good, so most of our time together was spent at his house. His parents were divorced, he lived with his mum; however she was rarely around, so we often got the house to ourselves. Usually we just watched episodes of South Park, being the cool thing to do at the time, but lately it had been getting different. 11 is about the age when a boy starts truly exploring his body sexually, and this certainly held true for both of us. Neither of us had any idea that anything we were doing was remotely different. Grant & I both lived close to the beach, so we got changed together, and went to the beach. We both only wore speedos at the time. It became habit for us to go down to the rocky side, enclosed from view, and climb around. Eventually we got to a cliff which had a small hole/indent in it, just the right height & size for our little cocks. 'Dare you to hump it!', Grant said. I was hesitant at first, but in the end I just humped it through my speedos. 'Ok. Your turn!' Grant stepped up, and did what I did. Looking at him made me want to do it more and more again! I built up the courage, stepped up again, then said 'I dare you to do this!', pulling down the front of my speedos and humping until my dick went hard. I didn't know what to call this, but now I call it being damn horny. Grant lowered his speedos to the ground, showing off his little dick before humping the rock again. 'Oh no! It's five-o-clock!' he exclaimed. 'We've got to go home.' I called my mum and told her I was spending the night at Grant's, and she said it was fine. Not a problem. We ran home to his place, and instantly got to the pool table, with the TV running as background noise. We set up the balls (although they were for snooker) and started playing regular pool. 'So, how about we change the rules a bit?' Grant suggested. 'What do you mean?' 'Everytime I get a ball in, you have to... um... piss in front of me, into the bathroom.' 'Ok, no worries! Sounds like fun. Same to you, and also, if we sink the white ball, whoever does it has to bumjack the wall.' [Bumjack was the most appropriate word we knew at the time.] We kept playing, and the first thing to happen was I sunk the white. 'Go on Adam, you said you would! You promised!' 'Fine, fine...' I replied, as I pulled down the back of my pants and tighty whities, starting to repeatedly hit my ass on the wall, as if the wall had something coming out of it. As we kept playing, I sunk a coloured ball. Owing to our little game, Grant pulled out his dick, about 1" soft I would've said, and started pissing into the toilet, with the door open in front of me. Seeing this got me incredibly horny, but not knowing how to describe it. We kept going, repeatedly having to 'humiliate' ourselves (even though we both enjoyed doing the 'punishments') and laughing them off. I spotted a big fluffy teddy bear of Grant's, and I pulled out my dick, and humped it. I enojyed it, but couldn't figure out why. After our little game, and a 2 hour video of south park, we decided it was time for bed, being about ten o clock. We went upstairs, and got into seperate single beds in Grant's room - he had two. He instantly jumped into bed, and peeled off all of his clothes, including underwear, but he was covered by his quilt. He told me to do the same, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. It took a bit of coaxing from him, but in the end I was the same. We laid awake, talking about girls, kissing, who says they've had sex already and why they were lying. But in the end we thought it was too boring and we got dressed under our quilts, and went back downstairs to his pool room, which had a double bed. We climbed in together, and once again, got undressed, but both of us under the same quilt, completely naked. He dared me to come out from under the quilt, but I wouldn't, so he came out first, letting me look at his dick, but this time not just for a second whilst we were getting changed. After this, I had to give in, and we both were just lying there, home alone, naked on top of a double bed together. We talked about dicks, and about how mine was uncut, and his was cut. 'Our dicks are about the same size, Grant.' 'Yeah, yours is a little bigger.' 'No, the skin just makes it look that way, see?' as I pulled back my foreskin. 'Check this out!' Grant said. He rubbed his thumb and forefinger along his cock, and then went to take a piss. 'Look at this Adam, this is sperm!' he said when he was pissing. Quite obviously it wasn't, but neither of us knew that, so I thought 'Wow!' and started to rub myself as well, then took a piss. We basically did more of that that night, but we never did touch each other. I regret to this day that I didn't keep our communication open, because I could've gone so much further with that boy. He was my masturbation mentor - he planted his seed in my mind. - Feedback? Comments? 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