To the OP of this story, I'm sorry your conversation with your friend backfired.
I was lucky. It was a slightly older cousin that I talked to after getting scared from shooting my first load. Far from refusing to talk about it, he told me all about jacking off, saying it was normal and guys who claimed they didn't do it were lying.
He mentioned getting hard, stroking your dick, and getting to enjoy a great feeling crazy. When he said "Then your cum shoots out" I told him it had already happened and that's why I was worried. He suggested for me to spend the night and we would shower together, which we did. I got to feel his boner. Then he pumped himself for me to watch. After cumming he soaped up my junk and gave me a slow, pleasant wank. He kept saying for me to relax and enjoy it.
My climax was totally non-threatening because of his help. It was the beginning of my youthful sexuality.
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