When I was 9 or 10 an older cousin spent the night with me. After the lights were off he began jacking off. I could feel the bed shaking. At first he would not tell me what he was doing. Then he finally let me watch him all the way to his climax. He was laying on his back without a shirt and his cum puddled on his chest. I was highly impressed but did not have any idea what I had just witnessed. One thing he told me, I would not be able to shoot cum myself until I was a teenager.
Beginning that night I was always aware of my erections. I played with my dick in every possible way except that I did not try to pump out sperm like my cousin did, because I was not a teenager yet.
On the night of my 13th birthday I kept pumping past the funky feelings. The bodily sensations scared me, but I didn't care because I was ready to experience what my cousin had shown me. And voila, I reached my first climax, grooved on my ejaculation, and spewed cum up into the air. I must have been "ready" for some time because my climax came quickly with a bunch of squirts.
PS: I began a nightly habit of jacking off at bedtime. Oh, how I loved my wonderful climaxes.
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