To the OP of this story, that's one of the boldest lines I've ever heard. You must be pretty daring.
Not going to elaborate too much here, but I had nearly all of seventh grade PE to get a good look at bare dicks before the good fairy gifted me with masturbation.
By then seeing dicks was commonplace. It was a wide variety, but still just variations on a basic theme. I saw them, but there was nothing horny about my observations. I never guessed that there could be a way to make myself feel groovy. But from the day I was examining my dick and it went off in my hands, that very day and continuing on for many years, I was now drawn to closely observe my shower mates, fellow students and overnight buddies. Masturbation became the primary force in my life, plus the challenge to correctly guess which boys would like to share the fun.
To answer a couple of questions from a previous post, I never kissed any wank buddy, and never wanted to. But yeah, the posts on this site transport me back to Junior High again.
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