I remember i was home sick from school. i had pulled a television set into my bedroom, and was stretched out on my bed watching phil donahue's show, which featured male strippers.
Because i was home alone, i felt free to pull down my breifs. I was really hard, but had never come before. i only was able to get hard, and had never come. i was around 11 and cut, but really loved the feel of humping the hairless underbelly of my right arm. I know i had gotten my dick into a frenzy a few times during phil's show. i was blowing blanks that took my breath away. i was so turned on buy watching those big strong men in silky bikinis, that i couldn't stop humping my arm. i imagined having my boy dick rubbing all over their satin asses and big crotches.
not sure how many times i shot off blanks that day, as i humped away endlessly, but at one point i felt something coming up from deep in my body. the same feeling was going on as before, when shooting off blanks, but this time white "blood" started coming out. it felt soooooo good, but i was scared too.
i ran to the toilet, to see if i had broken my dick. i was pretty nervous, and said a prayer to god, hoping i wasn't sick. more white blood oozed out of me. after a good time of waiting for everything to come out, i went back to bed. phil's show was over by this time, but my boner returned as i thought about those slinky swimsuits rubbing all over their dicks. i started humping the belly of my arm again.
again i shot a boy load of white stuff, and i ran back to the toilet. it hurt more this time, as my dick throbbed between my legs. i prayed to god, this time for forgiveness.
i guess somehow i thought it was wrong. no one ever told me that part, strangely enough.
i beat off daily as a man now, but i still think those first blanks and then the first real blow will never be matched. as scared as i was, the first time a body part like that works, has to be a moment of paradise, despite my nervousness shortly after.