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Authors name: Arthur B and Cindy C
Story title : Teaching Them How Boys Masturbate
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Teaching Them How Boys Masturbate
By Arthur B and Cindy C (Address withheld)
The murmur of their voices made its way to my basement
office. I couldn't help but overhear my wife upstairs
as she talked with Tracy.
I was used to it by now. Tracy stopped over regularly
to talk to my wife about things she felt she couldn't
share with her mother.
Tracy's mother was okay, but nothing special. She was
hard to talk too, even for the wife and me. Divorced
ten years ago, she was struggling to raise her daughter
alone. Working two jobs, she was seldom home, but in my
opinion she was doing an adequate job.
Tracy was 15, pretty and had just started dating this
year. I'll admit there were times when I looked at her
with more than a neighborly interest, but heck, every
guy has an imagination, right?
Well, I didn't feel like working right then and so I
tried to tune into the conversation they were having
in the kitchen above me.
"Really Mrs. Morely," Tracy was saying. "I really want
to stay a virgin, but the guys just seem to want sex.
My friends have the same problem, and we don't know
what to do!"
After hearing that, the conversation had my full at-
tention.
"I know honey, they all want the same thing at that
age. Who's the guy you're dating now?" asked my wife.
"His name is Rick, and he's almost seventeen Mrs.
Morely." Tracy replied.
"Let me tell you what I did when I was your age." My
wife answered.
"My boyfriends 20 years ago had the same ideas as
yours do today. They'd take me on a date and expect to
get in my pants right away. So I'd keep them happy by
giving them a hand job."
I smiled as my wife Debbie spoke, I knew she was an
"experienced" woman when I married her. She's always
liked sex and has always been great in bed. I often
silently thanked her past boyfriends for teaching her
so much before she married me.
"So your saying like, guys never change, right? But
what's a hand job?" Tracy asked.
"It's when you do a guy by hand, like they do them-
selves, until they cum. You know, you jerk on penis
up and down, and than they squirt their sperm out. It
relieves the pressure and once they come, they turn
into nice decent young men again." Debbie said with a
chuckle in her voice.
"Gee, I never knew you could do that, you're so smart
Mrs. Morely." Tracy paused; "I'm going to try that on
my next date with Rick."
-=*=-
That next Saturday found me in my office again when I
heard Debbie answer the front door. I stopped and
listened.
Tracy seemed to be sobbing. "I tried what you told me
to do, I tried to do him by hand, but he said I was
doing it wrong and it made him sore. Than we had a
terrible fight and I'm afraid I might never see him
again."
My wife led Tracy into the kitchen and they talked
quietly for a longtime. I kept straining to hear what
they said, but they kept their voices too low. So much
for that I thought, and went back to work.
That night in bed I brought up the subject. "I heard
Tracy talking earlier, what did she want?" I asked.
My wife explained the situation to me from the begin-
ning (I didn't let on I already knew). Than she hit me
with a surprise question.
"Tracy doesn't know how to jack a man off, and neither
do her friends. They'd all like to learn how, but they
don't know who to ask. Would you be interested in being
part of a demonstration to show them honey?"
I could feel my face redden in the dark as I replied,
"Don't you think that's a little bit personal? Besides,
what if their parents found out?" Secretly it was my
dream come true, but I didn't want to tell Debbie that.
"I know its asking a lot honey, but they're so young,
and they don't know anything about sex. I just sort
of thought maybe we could help them out."
In the dark, naked next to wife, my cock had grown
hard. "Well, only if you think it would be okay. You
go ahead and figure it out and I'll do what ever you
need me too."
My wife called Tracy the very next day, and they plan-
ned it all out for the next evening. Tracy and her
friends would stop over that night and my wife would
tell them about sex and I'd demonstrate how men jack.
That way they would be ready for their weekend dates.
Then Debbie said, "I want you in top form so they can
see you shoot a big load, so no beating the meat behind
my back, and no sex tonight!"
I was really juiced by the thought of jacking off in
front of a bunch of teenaged girls and could hardly
contain myself, but eventually the evening rolled
around, and when the doorbell rang, I knew that this
was it.
My wife answered the door and soon the hall was filled
with young giggling female voices. "Hi Mrs. Morely,
we're here!"
I was sitting in the living room, holding my breath as
they came in. Tracy introduced everyone. "Mr. Morely
I'd like you to meet Beth, Cindy, Diane, Krissy, Mary-
lyn and Carole. Girls, this is the nicest guy in the
world, meet Mr. Morely."
We tried to make small talk and I tried not to be too
obvious as I eyed each of the young girls. I knew Tracy
was 15, Beth looked a little older maybe, and Cindy
Krissy, Marylyn and Carole seemed younger.
Who was I to complain, I admired my soon to be
audience. After several minutes of in-depth expla-
nations Debbie stopped and turned toward me. "Okay
girls, I've explained everything to my husband and
he's agreed to help us with a demonstration."
The room was silent. "David, why don't you go upstairs.
When you're ready call us from the bedroom."
I tried to act natural as I walked up the stairs, but
my legs hardly worked; I kept feeling like I would
stumble and fall at any moment.
Once in the bedroom I checked my myself out in the
mirror to make sure I was "looking good". Then, laying
back on the bed I yelled, "Okay, come on up!"
The giggling girls, followed by my wife entered the
bedroom. "Now girls, remember what we talked about.
David is doing this as a favor to us. You must never
tell anyone about this."
My wife started moving chairs up around the bed. She
placed them all on one side in a row and the girls sat
down. "Now Dave, I want you to be comfortable with
this." Debbie seated herself on the other side of the
bed, opposite the girls. "I told them how embarrassed
you were and how I had to talk you into this. Is it
okay if the girls ask questions?"
I said it was.
"Let's start by you talking off that robe."
My face went red again, but I did as I was told. We
hadn't planned this much and I wasn't sure what to
do. As I slide the robe off I could feel their eyes
on my penis. I heard Beth take in a deep breath, "Oh
my God, its different than I'd imagined."
Debbie asked, "How many of you have ever even seen a
mans penis before?"
Tracy was the only one to raise her hand. Than looking
around she said, "But it was dark and I really couldn't
see much." The others giggled.
"I saw a picture of one in one of my health books!"
Carol replied. Again the others giggled.
"How many of you have ever touched a mans penis?"
Again, only Tracy raised her hand. "But it was only
one time and I didn't know what to do." Again, giggles.
"Well, it seems we have a lot to learn here tonight
doesn't it." Debbie was looking right at me with a
smile on her pretty face. Than, reaching forward she
started to give them a guided tour of my parts.
I am only 28 but to the teenage girls I probably looked
much older. I was so nervous that I couldn't get really
hard as my wife reached over to grasp my cock.
"Now, this is a man's penis." She held my semi-hard
member as she spoke. "A man urinates through it, and
when he's aroused it gets harder. When it's completely
hard, he can put it into your vagina. While he's in
your vagina, he strokes it in and out of you to stim-
ulate himself and have an orgasm. When he has had an
orgasm, it's also called an ejaculation, his sperm
squirts out into you through this little hole in the
end." My wife held my dick up showing the teenage
girls the little slit in the head of my cock. I felt
the blood rushing into my cock as it swelled in her
grip.
Debbie continued, "That's how you have sex, and it's
also how you get pregnant if you're not protected."
I was having a difficult time trying to remain relaxed
as Debbie continued. "Here, in this sack, are his
balls, or testicles. They make the sperm that is shot
out of his penis when he ejaculates. A mans balls are
very tender and must be handled gently, his penis can
take rougher handling."
My self-control was ebbing and I feared I might come
as Debbie continued, "Most men like to have their penis
stroked like this (she started moving her hand up and
down my cock). The most sensitive area is right here
under the head." She lifted my penis and turned it
gently so the girls could see.
"Moderate pressure while you rub right here will make
him come after a few minutes." Her finger was resting
on the little wrinkled area right under the head.
Debbie started stroking me slowly as she spoke. "Now,
what I've found works best is to put either your thumb
or your index finger like this, so it hits that special
spot."
I was starting to thrust my hips and couldn't control
it. "Now everyone watch! I want you to see how Dave
hardens as I continue to stroke him. Notice how the
skin stretches and his balls move up? This tells you
your doing it right."
Debbie was smiling; the girl's attention was fixed on
my cock. Diane broke the silence, "He looks so hard,
can I touch it Mrs. M?"
"Well I don't know, I think that's up to David. Would
you mind dear?"
Debbie's voice pleaded as she slowly stroked my cock.
All I could do was mutter that it would be okay.
Diane reached out her slender arm, wrapping her soft
young fingers around my cock. She stroked me slowly
and lightly.
"No, no, that will never work." Debbie said. "Use more
pressure and faster, that's right."
Diane speeded up and squeezed me until I never wanted
her stop.
Debbie interrupted Diane, "Okay, now that was good. I
think it would be a good idea if all you girls had a
go, just to get the feel of it, so to speak".
My heart was beating rapidly as each girl took a turn
feeling my erection and gently rubbing it a few times.
Their warm little hands were quickly pushing me toward
orgasm, and I had to think of some pretty disgusting
things to hold the line for a little longer. I wanted
this to last as long as possible.
"Look, it's wet and slippery at the end, and it's so
soft there." Beth was blushing as her thumb smeared
the goo at the tip of cock around.
"That's called pre-cum, Beth." Debbie said. "It con-
tains sperm and you can get pregnant from it, even
before a man comes. Never let a man inside of you
unless you're protected, even if he promises to pull
out before he comes."
Carol asked if she could feel my balls. Again Debbie
said each girl could take turns, and they did.
I held my eyes tightly shut as their smooth young
fingers rolled my balls in my sack and squeezed them.
"How do you know when he's ready to come Ms. Morely?"
Tracy asked.
Debbie started stroking me again. "Just watch closely
Tracy." My wife said. "His penis will get harder and
harder, his hips will start moving faster. When you do
this to your boyfriends you'll feel their penises start
to throb and jerk a little under your fingers."
All this excitement was having a strange effect on me
that Debbie and I hadn't planned on ... my cock started
to feel numb and I began to go limp. I was over excited
and couldn't keep it up. Debbie noticed this right away.
She said, "Sometime it takes awhile girls, especially
if the guy is nervous."
Debbie moved lower on the bed. "Here's a little trick
that solves the problem if it should arise." Debbie
bent my knees and spread my legs, placing her hand
between them, she started kneading my balls. "If play-
ing with his balls doesn't help, this will." Debbie
spread the cheeks of my ass and started playing with
my rectum.
This was two much. I could feel the pressure building
in my balls. My mind whirled with the idea that I was
totally exposed to these pretty young girls. My cock,
balls and rectum were in full view for them. My hips
started moving involuntarily.
"Look girls, he's getting close. When your boyfriend
starts shivering like that he's ready!"
Debbie inserted her finger into my rectum. "Now move
up closer so you can each seem David ejaculate. This
is something worthwhile seeing."
The feel of my wife's finger in my anus was wonderful.
That was all it took to push me into an incredible
helpless orgasm.
I watched as if in slow motion as the girls all leaned
foreword, their eyes wide. Debbie increased the pres-
sure of her grip and started stoking me more rapidly,
and it happened!
From deep in inside, squirt after squirt of hot come
erupted.
"Oh look how far it shoots." Tracy said.
"Yeah, and look! Its sort of creamy and clear ...
neat!" Carol gasped.
"Girls, that's sperm, and that's what gets you pregnant
when a man shoots it into you." Debbie was watching
ejaculate with shinning eyes as she spoke.
"Can you feel it when a guy comes inside of you?" Cindy
asked.
"Yes sometimes, but not always." Debbie said. "I can
feel Dave come inside of me only if I'm really still
and he's in deep."
All the girls giggled and murmured together. I had the
feeling they thought that would be an interesting
experience to have someday.
Debbie contained to milk me even after my ejaculation
was finished. The full attention of the girls was on
my cock. Than slowly I relaxed and my penis returned
to a normal pre-hardon state.
Kissing me on the mouth, and wiping the come up with
the towel, Debbie took the girls down stairs for re-
freshments after telling me to join them after I'd
finished cleaning myself up.
I was exhausted by the experience and relaxed a few
minutes. The girls had left by the time I got back
downstairs.
"Well Dave, you were a success." Debbie said. "That
was something that those girls will never forget. They
each said they'd try it on their boyfriends this week-
end."
Well, to make a long story short, Tracy stopped by
again Sunday morning and spoke to my wife. Debbie came
down to my office with the good news. "Tracy was here
and said it worked, and said to thank you."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You know, the lesson on how to jack a guy off?" Debbie
was smiling. "Tracy said she tried it on Rick and it
worked perfectly. He squirted all the way up to the
windshield of his car! Than he asked her to go steady!"
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