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Fantastic story.

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I was 12 years and eight months old. It was August during the summer between 6th and 7th grades. I'd just gone upstairs to my room to change out of my trunks after coming in from the swimming pool. Being twelve going on thirteen, I got a boner as soon as I slipped my trunks off.

As I sat down on the edge of my bed and reached down to pull my trunks from around my feet, the head of my penis rubbed against my stomach. It felt good, so I grabbed the shaft of my erect dick and started rubbing it back and forth in an arc across my lower belly -slowly and lightly at first, and then faster and with more friction.

It kept feeling better and better, and my balls began to tingle and feel warm. My eyes were closed, and I was almost in a trance. I felt like I was running up a hill, and wondering what it would feel like when I reached the top.

Suddenly the good feeling blossomed into a feeling of ecstasy. I could feel my scrotum and anus tighten. My penis pulsated in my hand and I could feels spurts of something warm and viscous landing on my chest and stomach, and even up under my chin.

I groggily thought "Huuuh...?" and looked down to see my entire front covered in warm, thick, white liquid.

I had a decent amount of public hair by then and had played with myself plenty of times before, to the point where a little bit of precum would ooze out. But for whatever reason, I'd never kept going long enough to ejaculate until now.

I soon switched to the familiar, better-feeling closed-fist method. An after-school wank became part of my daily routine...in addition to plenty of other opportunities, of course. Doing it after school was easy because I was a "latch-key" kid: my parents were divorced and I lived with my mom, who had an office job and didn't get home until 5:30 or so. That afforded me a decent interval of privacy.