1. my sexual confessions , prt 1


    Date: 9/18/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Author: maximo1969, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    all over the floor. I was amazed. I was severely turned on. I stopped jerking because my mind was racing. I remember saying, "Wow, that was awesome." I still love looking back on that moment. I will write more about this later. I guess you can figure out that I eventually learned how to jo. I spent a lot of time mastering it. When I got into the swing of things, I was jo no less than 4 times a day, and even more on weekends. I mean, I jo every day, 7 days a week, 24 - 7, 365 days a year. I joke with my wife that I crossed the 1,000 mark within my first full year of learning to jo. I don't remember what I first fantasized about. I think that the act it self was enough to get me off. In those days, I was coming in minutes, so I didn't have time to formulate much of a scenario in my head. If it took me longer than 5 minutes then something was amiss. I loved waking up with my morning erection. The wake-up cum was great. What a way to start the day. Then, I'd jo right after school, sometime in the evening, and most definitely before falling to sl**p. My room had to smell like a porn shop does back in the booth area. I had no idea about hiding my cum. I'd just shoot onto some dirty clothes and throw it into the hamster that was in my room. Looking back on it, there is no way my mom didn't know that she had a healthy adolescent boy. We all went to a catholic grade school and high school. I went to grade school in the late 70's and I graduated from high school in 1986. The grade ...
    school had all nuns. I fantasized a lot about the nuns. Nuns and lesbianism were the first categories of my fantasy history. Don't get me wrong, I had healthy crushes on the girls in my class but when it came to jo i went straight to the nuns, my mom's friends and lesbians.For the record, I was never m*****ed, abused, or treated poorly by any school officer, teacher, religious figure, nun, priest, etc. or my parents, relative, f****y, etc. I had the quintessential middle class American up-bringing. I had loving, caring all around good people close to me throughout my entire life. I have no sob story, no woes me situation, no dysfunctional f****y, no bitchy testimonial. I guess you may say that my life has been extra-ordinary. sorry, I just wanted to get that out there. I think my mother fantasies, which were and areNEVER of my real mom, stem from there being too many k**s in our f****y. Being the second oldest, my older b*****r and I were kind of left to our own devices once our parents started having the rest of the k**s. I am almost 5 years older than my next sibling. They had the rest of the k**s close together, so I have come to understand that they were too busy with them to give us the closeness our younger siblings received. By second grade (I remember this time very well because we had just moved), my older b*****r and I did a whole hell of a lot on our own. I know that my b*****r and I knew that we received less attention and affection from our parents than the others. I ...
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