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I can remember growing up in a very prudish Catholic home (I was born in 1946 that makes me 61 years old). I got caught with my pants down by my mom just as I was cumming. She called the local priest and set an immediate appointment for me to go to confession. She walked me to the rectory that was nearby because she wanted to make sure that I did not get hit by a car and go directly to hell!
I was monitored on a regular basis after that and taken to confession much to my dread on nearly every week. I would confess to the priest that "I have pleasured myself at least twice a day and went to communion unworthily (went to communion after masturbating and not having gone to confession since because I did not want to not go to communion and everyone in church would know I had been playing with my cock).
I can remember my discovering how good it felt playing with my cock but it felt even better when the high school girl who baby sat us would bathe me and would use her hands to wash my cock. I think she spent a lot of time making sure my cock was clean.
Also, the two neighbor girls would tie me up to the lounge chair on the big porch at the apartment building. Once they had me secure they would tickle me. Often they would remove some of my clothes and tickle me more and more. Sometimes they would even take my shorts down and tickle my stomach and see my cock get hard in my briefs as they got closer and closer to touching it.
Then that fateful day when they built up enough nerve they pulled my briefs down and took a good long look at my cock. Then things escalated from there on a regular basis when we tied each other up it went without saying that we would be subject to being stripped. Yes, I got to see their developing bodies too!
With Nancy tied to the lounge chair Dana served as my guide to exploring the human female body. When Dana was tied up she would encourage us to play with her nipples, suck on them and pull at the little protrusions. She would even order us to, “Pull my panties down!”
She didn’t have to tell be twice.
Dana even got brave enough to pull my briefs all the way off and then tie my feet. I was naked on the lounge chair! They got their amusement at my expense as they investigated my cock and balls. But, who was I to complain I craved their attention. There was a lot going on that was contrary to my prudish Catholic family training. I experience, shame of being naked – but delight at having them see my cock, pleasure of having my cock touched by two cute girls who were a year older than me, pain as they play hard with my balls and embarrassment as they invited other girls to come see me nude and play with my cock. I even learned to like being on exhibit.
When they were playing with my cock I shot my first cum I did not know what it was but I assured them that it felt good that they had not hurt me. Good thing Dana's mom was not Catholic and had shared sexual information with Dana. So Dana knew it was cum and that a boy's cock would shoot it when he got real excited. It was ok but not to get any in you because it could make you have babies.
This started my long life of masturbation. I was told how evil it was and that if was turning away from God in a very serious way. It was a “mortal sin” the very worst kind. It was right up there with killing, bank robbing and all the big evils in the world.
But, it felt so good.
I moved to a new neighborhood and made new friends. Especially two brothers. When my family was out of town for the weekend they would stay with me at my house because I had to stay and deliver my papers on my route.
We would play strip poker and the looser would have to take off their briefs and masturbate to a great cum or sometimes had to masturbate the other guys to a glorious cum. We even played strip poker with their older sister and even their younger sister. Loosing to their sisters made loosing at strip poker pleasurable. Their sister even took nude pictures of us (she had a dark room and would develop them - I was fascinated by the process) and I loved it when she would direct my nude poses and play with my cock to make it hard for the picture. "Let shoot some pictures of cum shooting out of your cock." meant either I was going to have to masturbate in front of everyone or she would appoint someone to masturbate me. It always felt better when someone else did the "manipulation". The cum seemed more intense.
I found a barber shop on my paper route that had magazines to read while waiting to get a hair cut. But these magazines were special they had black and white pictures of naked girls in them. I hid one in my newspaper bag and took it home (would have to confess that as well as masturbating from looking at the pictures of the women in just their panties and bra's and some in just their panties. I would cum all over the magazine and myself. Some of the pages were sticking together because of the cum. Horror of hors my younger sister found my magazine while snooping in my bedroom and took it to mom -- off to confession again. Fr Hines would find out I was a sexual pervert!
Before I was found out I had shown the magazine to the two brothers who were buddies of mine and we had a great mutual masturbation party. They told me my magazine was nothing! Then they took me to their neighbor's house (they were a young newly married couple). He had a stash of "girlie" magazines in the living room closet that we were welcome to look at while sitting in their living room. We were encouraged to get our cocks out and have a good "cum".
Brenda, the young bride loved to see our cock and watch us masturbate. If you were lucky she might even help you out and take a hold of your cock and help bring you off. Careful don't get any cum on the carpet. “Use a Kleenex that is what they are there for.”
Well, things get worse or better depending on you outlook and thoughts about masturbation. My life took a turn. It was very dark in the room where I was sleeping with my younger cousin, Larry. Larry turned the light off and I felt an overwhelming need to cum.
We were assigned to sleep in the school (my uncle was the superintendent) infirmary across the street from their house while everyone else was sleeping in my uncle’s house next to the school. We were there for our annual visit to my aunt and uncle’s family on my dad’s side of the family. There were more of us than usual because my grandparents came up with us too.
We had come up on a Friday, a day earlier than usual. Which was okay with me, because, I liked playing with my cousin Larry, even though he was a couple years my junior? There was the added attraction that he had the run of the school gym and tennis courts. What I really enjoyed was doing things with his two attractive sisters, who were more my age, and I found their budding bodies pleasing to look at in every way. One was a few days younger than me and one was about a year younger. They were always dressed much more provocatively than my sisters. They were ever allowed to wear short shorts and tops that often would slide up revealing their white bra covered breast.
I was aware that there was a more sexual freedom in their household than in ours. The girls were allowed to stand around and watch as baby Ricky had his diaper changed. They got to look at his little baby penis while I was always dismissed when mom would start changing the diaper on my youngest sister.
That had very little to do of course with my overwhelming feelings of erotic nature. I was horny! I look over and it seemed that Larry was asleep so I slowly pushed the elastic band of my briefs down below my balls exposing my stiffening cock to the air and freedom. I started to pull at the loose skin on my cock and it responded by becoming more erect and my pleasure started to reward my manual manipulation.
I closed my eyes letting myself become more in touch with the pleasure my hand was stirring in my loins. My hand continued to move my grip up and down my youthful cock. I was once again dong that which felt good but that which I had been warned in my very prudish Catholic family was indeed evil and sinful and punishable with eternal life in hell. But, oh it felt so good!
Soon I had a sense of panic as I felt someone was watching and I open my eyes to see my cousin Larry sitting on the floor with his face just a few inches from my now hardened cock. He looked up at me and asked, “What are you doing?”
I replied, “I am masturbating.”
Thus began “Masturbation 101” for my cousin Larry.
I continued to stroke my cock because it felt so good and I had no sense of danger that he would “tell” on me.
Larry asked if he could “do it too me” and I released my grip on my cock and let him take over the task of masturbating me. His little hand rapped around my cock and it felt very good to me as he imitated the up and down action that he had seen me doing to my cock.
I can remember knowing that his manipulation of my cock felt so very good. In fact if felt just as good as when the neighbor girls had me tied up and would pull my cock out of my briefs and “milk” me.
It did not even dawn on me that what we were doing would have been labeled as “homosexual activity” by society. All I knew is that it felt good and I was not going to stop him because I knew that I was about to cum.
I told Larry I am about to cum and he looked at me with innocence. I could tell he had no idea what I meant. So I repeated that I was about to shoot cum all over everywhere. He continued to stroke my cock and the pressure kept building. Then my now darkened cock head began to gush cum. My cock had become dark and very hard cock. The cum rushed out of the head and down the stiff column and over his fist.
He continued his jacking motion as he took his other hand and played with the cum as it escaped the hole at the tip of my cock while. He let his finger play in the cum and spread it all over my cock head. Making several general observations;
“It is warm.”
“It is sticky...”
Then he asked, “What is it?”
Then I told him all about “Cum, sperm, etc.” and all I knew about it and how the body creates it, how a man puts it in a woman and that how babies were made.
After that, whenever Larry and I could sneak a few moments away for our sisters we would “play” with each others bodies well really our cocks and balls. We would undress each other and make each others cocks hard. We would rub our hard cocks against each other. We would lie on top of each other.
Once when Larry and his family was at our house he went with me on my paper route and when we got home we were hot and sweaty. His mom told us to take a bath together and get clean and cool off.
We were indeed excited to have an opportunity to be naked together and we stripped our clothes off and while in the tub we soaped each other down especially our cocks. Of course I was cuming all over him soon after he had manipulated my cock up and down. He was still too young to be able to cum but I could tell he enjoyed the attention I gave his cock! It was indeed a lot of fun.
That night we were relegated to sleep in the basement, which was ok with us because we could again get naked and entertain ourselves by playing with each other’s cocks. We took our clothes off completely and he laid on me and we rubbed our cocks together until I shot cum all over him then I cleaned him up and played with his cock as we went to sleep.
The next day we were headed on our joint family vacation. We would be doing a lot of swimming. I got to see my cousin’s (Larry’s Sisters in two piece swimsuits my sisters of course wore modest one piece swim suits). We would go out by the dock away from everyone and watch our sisters swim. Larry saw how aroused I was looking at them and he pulled my swimsuit off and took my cock in his hand and produced a nice cum as my cock shot cum into the water which then floated to the top of the water and little blue gill fish would come and eat it much to our delight. It gave a new meaning to “going fishing”.
We had many opportunities to play with each other’s cocks and make each other cum.
I was so affected by my parent’s admonition about masturbation that I went into adult life knowing it was a "grave" a “mortal sin” to masturbate.
I was 43 years old and single. I was to get more help becoming comfortable with my sexuality than I would have ever believed possible when I hired my sister's high school classmate, Debbie, to do some house cleaning for me.
There were times when I would be so attracted to her and then she would become emotionally unstable and I would back off of the idea. But I would get my cock out at night after she had been cleaning my house "displaying her charms". Debbie would often not wear a bra and....her butt in those tight jeans or those shorts.
She always needed me to take her home and one night it the car she did more for me emotionally and morally about my feelings of guilt about masturbation.
Debbie asks me as only she could do, "Do you masturbate?" and I decided not to hide from the fact and so I told her. "Yes, I do but I feel so bad about doing it." She told me not to feel that way it is natural and it is good and I should take great pleasure in it. God would want me to enjoy my sexuality. God would want me to have sexual pleasure.
As she left my car she kissed me and we held each other a long time and I could feel her breast against my chest and I could feel my cock getting extremely hard. We kissed again several more times and then she got out of my car.
I went directly home, did not pass go! I went to my bedroom and took off my clothes and got into bed with my still sporting a hard cock. I pushed back the white briefs that were hiding my cock and started to "play" giving myself pleasure. I felt so free! I am free at last, thank God I am free! Her comments had reversed years of thinking negative about myself just because I masturbated and enjoyed it.
The phone by my bed rang, it was late at night, and I answered it. It was Debbie. I could tell in her voice she was up to mischief. "What are you doing?" She asked. And as a free man I no longer hid my secret. I said, "I am masturbating! I am playing with my cock and I am about to cum!" She congratulated me on my lack of shame.
Now --- Now I love to talk about my sexuality and openly admit I masturbate. I even sometimes chat online with people about my sexuality, even Catholics. I even feel free enough to masturbate online for chat friends. I have even promised my good chat friend that I will be masturbating for him online this afternoon. I am looking forward to it too! I would love to chat with you all too! Who knows I might even masturbate online and let you see my cock shoot it's cum!
I can remember growing up in a very prudish Catholic home (I was born in 1946 that makes me 61 years old). I got caught with my pants down by my mom just as I was cumming. She called the local priest and set an immediate appointment for me to go to confession. She walked me to the rectory that was nearby because she wanted to make sure that I did not get hit by a car and go directly to hell!
I was monitored on a regular basis after that and taken to confession much to my dread on nearly every week. I would confess to the priest that "I have pleasured myself at least twice a day and went to communion unworthily (went to communion after masturbating and not having gone to confession since because I did not want to not go to communion and everyone in church would know I had been playing with my cock).
I can remember my discovering how good it felt playing with my cock but it felt even better when the high school girl who baby sat us would bathe me and would use her hands to wash my cock. I think she spent a lot of time making sure my cock was clean.
Also, the two neighbor girls would tie me up to the lounge chair on the big porch at the apartment building. Once they had me secure they would tickle me. Often they would remove some of my clothes and tickle me more and more. Sometimes they would even take my shorts down and tickle my stomach and see my cock get hard in my briefs as they got closer and closer to touching it.
Then that fateful day when they built up enough nerve they pulled my briefs down and took a good long look at my cock. Then things escalated from there on a regular basis when we tied each other up it went without saying that we would be subject to being stripped. Yes, I got to see their developing bodies too!
With Nancy tied to the lounge chair Dana served as my guide to exploring the human female body. When Dana was tied up she would encourage us to play with her nipples, suck on them and pull at the little protrusions. She would even order us to, “Pull my panties down!”
She didn’t have to tell be twice.
Dana even got brave enough to pull my briefs all the way off and then tie my feet. I was naked on the lounge chair! They got their amusement at my expense as they investigated my cock and balls. But, who was I to complain I craved their attention. There was a lot going on that was contrary to my prudish Catholic family training. I experience, shame of being naked – but delight at having them see my cock, pleasure of having my cock touched by two cute girls who were a year older than me, pain as they play hard with my balls and embarrassment as they invited other girls to come see me nude and play with my cock. I even learned to like being on exhibit.
When they were playing with my cock I shot my first cum I did not know what it was but I assured them that it felt good that they had not hurt me. Good thing Dana's mom was not Catholic and had shared sexual information with Dana. So Dana knew it was cum and that a boy's cock would shoot it when he got real excited. It was ok but not to get any in you because it could make you have babies.
This started my long life of masturbation. I was told how evil it was and that if was turning away from God in a very serious way. It was a “mortal sin” the very worst kind. It was right up there with killing, bank robbing and all the big evils in the world.
But, it felt so good.
I moved to a new neighborhood and made new friends. Especially two brothers. When my family was out of town for the weekend they would stay with me at my house because I had to stay and deliver my papers on my route.
We would play strip poker and the looser would have to take off their briefs and masturbate to a great cum or sometimes had to masturbate the other guys to a glorious cum. We even played strip poker with their older sister and even their younger sister. Loosing to their sisters made loosing at strip poker pleasurable. Their sister even took nude pictures of us (she had a dark room and would develop them - I was fascinated by the process) and I loved it when she would direct my nude poses and play with my cock to make it hard for the picture. "Let shoot some pictures of cum shooting out of your cock." meant either I was going to have to masturbate in front of everyone or she would appoint someone to masturbate me. It always felt better when someone else did the "manipulation". The cum seemed more intense.
I found a barber shop on my paper route that had magazines to read while waiting to get a hair cut. But these magazines were special they had black and white pictures of naked girls in them. I hid one in my newspaper bag and took it home (would have to confess that as well as masturbating from looking at the pictures of the women in just their panties and bra's and some in just their panties. I would cum all over the magazine and myself. Some of the pages were sticking together because of the cum. Horror of hors my younger sister found my magazine while snooping in my bedroom and took it to mom -- off to confession again. Fr Hines would find out I was a sexual pervert!
Before I was found out I had shown the magazine to the two brothers who were buddies of mine and we had a great mutual masturbation party. They told me my magazine was nothing! Then they took me to their neighbor's house (they were a young newly married couple). He had a stash of "girlie" magazines in the living room closet that we were welcome to look at while sitting in their living room. We were encouraged to get our cocks out and have a good "cum".
Brenda, the young bride loved to see our cock and watch us masturbate. If you were lucky she might even help you out and take a hold of your cock and help bring you off. Careful don't get any cum on the carpet. “Use a Kleenex that is what they are there for.”
Well, things get worse or better depending on you outlook and thoughts about masturbation. My life took a turn. It was very dark in the room where I was sleeping with my younger cousin, Larry. Larry turned the light off and I felt an overwhelming need to cum.
We were assigned to sleep in the school (my uncle was the superintendent) infirmary across the street from their house while everyone else was sleeping in my uncle’s house next to the school. We were there for our annual visit to my aunt and uncle’s family on my dad’s side of the family. There were more of us than usual because my grandparents came up with us too.
We had come up on a Friday, a day earlier than usual. Which was okay with me, because, I liked playing with my cousin Larry, even though he was a couple years my junior? There was the added attraction that he had the run of the school gym and tennis courts. What I really enjoyed was doing things with his two attractive sisters, who were more my age, and I found their budding bodies pleasing to look at in every way. One was a few days younger than me and one was about a year younger. They were always dressed much more provocatively than my sisters. They were ever allowed to wear short shorts and tops that often would slide up revealing their white bra covered breast.
I was aware that there was a more sexual freedom in their household than in ours. The girls were allowed to stand around and watch as baby Ricky had his diaper changed. They got to look at his little baby penis while I was always dismissed when mom would start changing the diaper on my youngest sister.
That had very little to do of course with my overwhelming feelings of erotic nature. I was horny! I look over and it seemed that Larry was asleep so I slowly pushed the elastic band of my briefs down below my balls exposing my stiffening cock to the air and freedom. I started to pull at the loose skin on my cock and it responded by becoming more erect and my pleasure started to reward my manual manipulation.
I closed my eyes letting myself become more in touch with the pleasure my hand was stirring in my loins. My hand continued to move my grip up and down my youthful cock. I was once again dong that which felt good but that which I had been warned in my very prudish Catholic family was indeed evil and sinful and punishable with eternal life in hell. But, oh it felt so good!
Soon I had a sense of panic as I felt someone was watching and I open my eyes to see my cousin Larry sitting on the floor with his face just a few inches from my now hardened cock. He looked up at me and asked, “What are you doing?”
I replied, “I am masturbating.”
Thus began “Masturbation 101” for my cousin Larry.
I continued to stroke my cock because it felt so good and I had no sense of danger that he would “tell” on me.
Larry asked if he could “do it too me” and I released my grip on my cock and let him take over the task of masturbating me. His little hand rapped around my cock and it felt very good to me as he imitated the up and down action that he had seen me doing to my cock.
I can remember knowing that his manipulation of my cock felt so very good. In fact if felt just as good as when the neighbor girls had me tied up and would pull my cock out of my briefs and “milk” me.
It did not even dawn on me that what we were doing would have been labeled as “homosexual activity” by society. All I knew is that it felt good and I was not going to stop him because I knew that I was about to cum.
I told Larry I am about to cum and he looked at me with innocence. I could tell he had no idea what I meant. So I repeated that I was about to shoot cum all over everywhere. He continued to stroke my cock and the pressure kept building. Then my now darkened cock head began to gush cum. My cock had become dark and very hard cock. The cum rushed out of the head and down the stiff column and over his fist.
He continued his jacking motion as he took his other hand and played with the cum as it escaped the hole at the tip of my cock while. He let his finger play in the cum and spread it all over my cock head. Making several general observations;
“It is warm.”
“It is sticky...”
Then he asked, “What is it?”
Then I told him all about “Cum, sperm, etc.” and all I knew about it and how the body creates it, how a man puts it in a woman and that how babies were made.
After that, whenever Larry and I could sneak a few moments away for our sisters we would “play” with each others bodies well really our cocks and balls. We would undress each other and make each others cocks hard. We would rub our hard cocks against each other. We would lie on top of each other.
Once when Larry and his family was at our house he went with me on my paper route and when we got home we were hot and sweaty. His mom told us to take a bath together and get clean and cool off.
We were indeed excited to have an opportunity to be naked together and we stripped our clothes off and while in the tub we soaped each other down especially our cocks. Of course I was cuming all over him soon after he had manipulated my cock up and down. He was still too young to be able to cum but I could tell he enjoyed the attention I gave his cock! It was indeed a lot of fun.
That night we were relegated to sleep in the basement, which was ok with us because we could again get naked and entertain ourselves by playing with each other’s cocks. We took our clothes off completely and he laid on me and we rubbed our cocks together until I shot cum all over him then I cleaned him up and played with his cock as we went to sleep.
The next day we were headed on our joint family vacation. We would be doing a lot of swimming. I got to see my cousin’s (Larry’s Sisters in two piece swimsuits my sisters of course wore modest one piece swim suits). We would go out by the dock away from everyone and watch our sisters swim. Larry saw how aroused I was looking at them and he pulled my swimsuit off and took my cock in his hand and produced a nice cum as my cock shot cum into the water which then floated to the top of the water and little blue gill fish would come and eat it much to our delight. It gave a new meaning to “going fishing”.
We had many opportunities to play with each other’s cocks and make each other cum.
I was so affected by my parent’s admonition about masturbation that I went into adult life knowing it was a "grave" a “mortal sin” to masturbate.
I was 43 years old and single. I was to get more help becoming comfortable with my sexuality than I would have ever believed possible when I hired my sister's high school classmate, Debbie, to do some house cleaning for me.
There were times when I would be so attracted to her and then she would become emotionally unstable and I would back off of the idea. But I would get my cock out at night after she had been cleaning my house "displaying her charms". Debbie would often not wear a bra and....her butt in those tight jeans or those shorts.
She always needed me to take her home and one night it the car she did more for me emotionally and morally about my feelings of guilt about masturbation.
Debbie asks me as only she could do, "Do you masturbate?" and I decided not to hide from the fact and so I told her. "Yes, I do but I feel so bad about doing it." She told me not to feel that way it is natural and it is good and I should take great pleasure in it. God would want me to enjoy my sexuality. God would want me to have sexual pleasure.
As she left my car she kissed me and we held each other a long time and I could feel her breast against my chest and I could feel my cock getting extremely hard. We kissed again several more times and then she got out of my car.
I went directly home, did not pass go! I went to my bedroom and took off my clothes and got into bed with my still sporting a hard cock. I pushed back the white briefs that were hiding my cock and started to "play" giving myself pleasure. I felt so free! I am free at last, thank God I am free! Her comments had reversed years of thinking negative about myself just because I masturbated and enjoyed it.
The phone by my bed rang, it was late at night, and I answered it. It was Debbie. I could tell in her voice she was up to mischief. "What are you doing?" She asked. And as a free man I no longer hid my secret. I said, "I am masturbating! I am playing with my cock and I am about to cum!" She congratulated me on my lack of shame.
Now --- Now I love to talk about my sexuality and openly admit I masturbate. I even sometimes chat online with people about my sexuality, even Catholics. I even feel free enough to masturbate online for chat friends. I have even promised my good chat friend that I will be masturbating for him online this afternoon. I am looking forward to it too! I would love to chat with you all too! Who knows I might even masturbate online and let you see my cock shoot it's cum!
