Here is an amazing story. May not be true but I don’t care. Click link below for rest of story…
I was a thirteen-year-old boy and still in the honeymoon phase of masturbation. The things I did to my penis would qualify as domestic abuse in some states. I wanted to try it everywhere, in every position, with every inspiration imaginable. I even masturbated to an illustrated Bible once but that’s not the point of this story.
My dad is a crafty handyman type guy, and growing up we had an aboveground pool, a trampoline, and a handbuilt jungle gym/swingset type of apparatus. I’d already done the pool, trampoline, and swings, and tonight was the jungle gym’s turn.
I started off in my room with the trusty JC Penney catalog and a bottle of conditioner. After an hour or so of foreplay – I was thirteen, and we did that then – I slipped out of the house naked, erect, and lubricated, and ran furtively up to the jungle gym…
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