Date: Sun, 22 May 2005 10:24:40 -0400 From: Reprobate Subject: 1964 - My First Orgasm 1964 - My First Orgasm by Reprobate (rprob8@hotmail.com) Believe it or not, my first orgasm was when I was 11 years old. A buddy and I had gone out for a walk after supper one night. I don't remember if it was spring or fall, but I do remember it was fairly cold, and it was still getting dark early. Norm, my friend, was the same age as me. A really nice guy with a bit of the imp in him, that tended to emerge when adults were not around. Like most of my close friends, we had started puberty. We noted the few sprigs of pubic hair that were sprouting and the increasing sizes of our dicks. Mine was still the smallest of my friends. Yes, we knew what each other looked like naked. A group of us had been taking turns examining and making each other feel good for a few years at this point, although only one of us admitted they could cum. That was Randy. He even provided us with a demonstration one day a few weeks before this evening of enlightenment. We were all impressed and couldn't wait for the day we too could shoot our sperm. I envied my friends and their endowment. Their dicks all seemed so much bigger than mine did. Most guys still are bigger. Oh well, you have to have guys with small dicks in order to keep the average at 6 inches. But I have digressed. Norm had walked over to my house after his supper and the two of us headed out. We headed west towards the edge of town. It was a favorite direction because the lumberyard and sawmill were out that way. It was great walking around there at night. Small towns in the 60's were safe places so at the sawmill there was no need for watchmen or security fences. We walked around the place, in between the stacks of lumber just talking about nothing in particular. During a lull in the conversation Norm said he wanted to show me something and told me to follow him. He headed for a covered area and proceeded to climb a stack of lumber. I followed with growing curiosity. Once we were sitting on top of the lumber, Norm stripped down his pants and underwear and proceeded to stroke his hardening dick. He lay back on the wood and started to jack himself off in earnest. It looked awesome. His dick was at least twice the size of mine, and when it was hard it had a curve to it and his rosy colored knob was a little up turned. What fascinated me the most was that he was uncut ... unlike myself and our other friends. On previous occasions I never got tired of playing with his foreskin. Watching him laying there, I wanted to take his hard cock in my own hand but did not want to interrupt his momentum. I reached out my hand and caressed his balls, which were bouncing in rhythm. He moaned and I cupped his balls more firmly with my hand. Norm spread his legs to accommodate my fingers. As they grazed the area between his balls and asshole, Norm suddenly pulled his coat and shirt further up his chest. Norm moaned loudly and went completely still, his legs clamping my hand between his thighs and a shot of cum flew up what seemed like two feet and landed near his navel. This was followed quickly by at least half a dozen more just as intense shots, each were landing and gathering on Norm's stomach. This was so much more exciting than watching Randy shoot off into a handkerchief. His cum lay there, glistening on his abdomen in the reflected moonlight. Norm let his dick flop back, splattering a pool of cum as it smacked his belly. I reached over and rubbed his cum with my fingers, curious about its consistency. My fingers traced down the length of his softening tool and wrapped themselves around its base. I held his softening dick, squeezing and stroking it, marveling at what I had just witnessed as Norm quickly caught his breath, and moaning at the little pleasure he was receiving from my ministrations. I asked him when he started cumming. He said the first time was the previous week when he spent the night with another friend named Larry. He said Larry had made him cum for the first time. I was envious and told Norm that I wish I could come. Norm told me to drop my pants and try. I told him I have been trying all along but so far nothing. After a little more coaxing, I dropped my pants and underwear, laid back and started to stroke my hard cock. Norm watched intently, stroking his hand up and down my thighs and across my balls. After a bit, Norm moved his hand to my dick and told me to let him do it. He said it's easier to come the first time when someone else is doing it to you. I moved my hand away and Norm took over. His touch felt great, I was moaning almost instantly with the pleasure he was giving me. I told him I wished my dick were as big as everyone else's was. He said that he liked my small dick. I asked him why, and he said because if it were bigger he wouldn't do this ... at which point he leaned over and put my dick in his mouth and started to suck. I almost screamed with the sensation. Never in my life would I have thought anything could have felt so glorious. As Norm bobbed his head, stroked my balls and moved his other hand up to rub my stomach and chest, I started to experience a feeling I had never felt before. I felt like I was going to pee, but it wasn't the same feeling really. It was so much more ... and so much better. I told Norm to let me up that I was going to pee but the hand on my chest pushed me back down ... and his head bobbed faster. I was almost crying with the feelings I was experiencing. I was convinced I was definitely going to pee now and I wanted to get up but Norm would not let me and continued his assault on my hard cock. I moaned in anguish when I could not hold back any longer and started to pee in his mouth. The relief was like nothing I had ever felt before. I could feel my dick pulse and knew I was not peeing ... but cumming for the first time in my life. I grabbed Norms head and held it to my crotch ... it was wondrous agony as his tongue continued to run itself all over my softening cock. I shuddered as my spasms lessened. Each pulse of my dick sent a convulsion through my body. It felt like my spirit left my body and I was floating. I was in awe of the sensations I had just experienced. I was gasping for air and realized I had been holding my breath during my climax. As I came into myself again, I opened my eyes to see Norm looking down on me, smiling. Told you that you could cum, he said. I looked down and saw that none of my cum was in evidence. I asked Norm where it was and he told me he swallowed it. I reached out my finger and got some of Norm's that was still damp on his belly and brought it to my lips. I sucked my finger. Oh yuck, I said, that stuff tastes terrible. Norm told me it tasted better straight from the fountain. Norm took out a hanky and wiped himself off. He then helped me pull up my pants, my coordination was shot to hell after that experience. After Norm had put himself back together, we climbed down and started walking again. Both of us with these Cheshire cat grins.