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SEXUALITY: Straight
GENDER / STORY TYPE: Male Masturbation
TITLE: 3 day weekend

I grew up near the Indian reservation. The federal government required the Native Americans to go to school. In my town they had a dorm for the kids so they could go to school. When I was in Junior High PE the coach would take role by us setting in the lockerroom in alphbetical order. Gene, a Native American was next to me. He always played "grab-ass" with me. He tried to pull down my shorts, put his hand under me when I sat down, and tried to reach between my legs. When I did not know him it upset me a little since I was a real private person. Once we played together in PE, I got to know him and we became friends but he still tried to get to my penis when we sat next to each other. When fall break was about to come my dad told me that he wanted me to go up to the cabin that we had on the other side of our ranch land and run some water into a holding tank. The next week some deer hunters would use the cabin and it provided water for the cabin. The problem was that the tank was quite large and the well was slow. It took about two days to fill the tank. Since I was out of school he wanted me to go up there and wait for the tank to fill. I was not excited about it and he suggested I get a friend to come stay with me as a week-end sleep over. I considered my friends and I decided I wanted Gene to come stay with me. Dad felt that was a great idea since the Native Americans could not return home for a short holiday it would give Gene a chance to get out of the dorm. My dad went and talked to the man that ran the dorm and he said it would be OK but that Gene would have to be back by Sunday afternoon as they had programs that they did to get the kids ready for the next week. I ask Gene if he would go with me and he was really excited about the idea. He said "You do not know how bord I get being in the dorm all of the time. Thursday after school Gene and I met and we got of my bus to take us to my ranch. We were able to get in the back seat. As the bus started to clear. Gene's roving fingers started working their way toward my groin. I did not fight him off this time and even opened my legs so he could get a good feel. I took my windbreaker, crossed my arms on the seat in front of us, rested my head on my arms and acted like I was getting a nap. The windbreaker provided a little tent over my lap and others could not see what Gene was doing. As the bus cleared out even more Gene became more daring. He unzipped my pants and fished out my hard penis and balls. He would pull the skin up and down my shaft and I was getting really hot but before I gave him what he was working toward we got to the stop for the ranch. As I got up I put myself back in my pants, zipped up and tied the windbreaker around my waist so the bus driver would not see the huge bulge I had in the front of my pants. I looked over at Gene and his basket was way out in front of him. He took my lead and wrapped his jacket around his waist. Mom had packed up food for us and Dad said that when we were ready he would drive us to the cabin. We put our gear in the back of the pickup and were off. I took about an hour to get to the cabin. Dad started the well and started the water into the tank. He made sure I knew how to turn the tank off when it filled. He said that we should be OK until Sunday morning and he would come back and get us. Then he took off hoping to get home before dark. Gene and I opened up the cabin to air out and cheked out the food we had to eat for three day. Then I turned to Gene and said "Well, what would you like to do?" Gene said: "There was a job I left unfinished on the bus that I really want to finish." With that Gene came over to me and started to feel me up again. It did not take long for my penis to respond. This time Gene undid my belt, unsnapped my jeans and unzipped them. They fell to the floor. I stuck my toe in th heel of my tennis shoes and removed both of them. Gene pulled down my shorts. Gene depants my like he had always wanted to do. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and led Gene over to one of the beds. I said: "I am not going to be the only one naked here. Take your stuff off also. When Gene took down his shorts I saw my first hardon other than my own. He was longer than I was and was not cut. I had seen him in the shower with all the other boys. When he was soft I had not really noticed how different we were. Gene got back to jerking me and it felt so wonderful that another hand was masturbating. I had half a load stored up from the bus jerk and so it did not take me long before I came all over my chest and on his hand. He laughed and licked his hand. "You do not know how long I have been wanting to do that." I said well turn about is fair play and I started to jack him. That was the start of our weekend. We never did get dressed the rest to the three day weekend. Gene told me stories about what the boys did in the dorm for sex play and it always kept me hard. It gave us a lot of sex play to experiment with as well. Gene came and spent the night with me often the next two years but we never had the fun we had those three days alone. When it was time for high school the government sent him to another school. I did not see him again but now 40 years after that weekend, when I need a masterbation fantacy, I remember our weekend.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER / STORY TYPE: Male Masturbation
TITLE: The Start

Long ago, when I was in 7th grade, I had a friend who asked if I had ever masturbated. I, honestly, said no. I thought the idea was stupid at first. He kept trying to get me to masturbate though. I kind of thought it was disgusting, so I told him i'd only masturbate with a condom on. He said he would get one for me, and he did. So, that night, alone, I did it for the first time. I just sat there masturbating until I couldn't anymore and my arm felt like it would fall off. It was a great experiance, and the next morning I told my friend about it. I still felt kind of ashamed of it and didn't want to do it without a condom. I decided a few nights later though to forget the condom and I just masturbated without it. It still felt good, and I felt wonderful. One night my friend came over, and a semi-pornographic video came on HBO, so we watched it. He, under the covers, started masturbating. I happily started masturbating as well. T'was a great time for us and I was glad I was so close to someone. Then another night I had a double-sleep over, and we all did it to another video. We had covers over ourselves still, and we never touched eachothers penises. Then I moved away. Though, the friend who had told me to do it still came by, a 40 minute drive, and everytime we would talk about sex and masturbate to hardcore porn on the computer. I wish we did eachother though, to see what it would be like and how different it would be than outselves... Maybe even some oral. But thats how I started off on my long masturbation caree.r lol.

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