The first time I masturbated, I wondered if I was doing it right. I had read a story about a boy climbing up a tall pole, his legs wrapped around it so his dick rubbed under his jeans. I knew that I needed to rub mine, back and forth, and at the end I was supposed to get that feeling I got after those special dreams that come around the time of
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