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Date Posted: Saturday, April 27, 2013, 03:58: pm
By around age eight and when I know I'd be alone for at least a half hour or so, I used to cneak the enema bulb syringe out of the bathroom closet and give myself multiple bulbfuls. I would be erect before and during my playtime, and I'd rub my penis unti I got what I used to call "That wicked itchy feeling". I later knew it as orgasm, but I was too young to ejaculate.
I told a few friends about getting enemas and they were curious, two of them said they had gotten them, also. My cousin, who lived next door, and another guy from the neighborhood were both interested enough to fool around with me... not both at the same time though... and I used the bulb syringe on them.
Both became erect, and we engaged in mutual pleasure afterwards. Eventually I stopped playing around with my cousin but the other guy kept wanting to mess around and as we hit puberty, he urged me on to more diverse anal play. We'd find objects around our houses and if it looked okay, we'd both push it into the other guy's rectum and engage in mutual masturbation.
He moved away just before I turned 14, and we lost track of each other. I recall those "play times" as intense, erotic and a great learning experience about our sexual function and our bodies. We introduced one another into little things we would learn on our own, like different ways to stimulate ourselves.
Frankly, I think it would be great for people to reach a point where college room mates could openly discuss their sexual desires and on those Friday or Saturday nights when neither of them "got lucky"... why not just take care of each other? No romance... just a "helping hand" to make an otherwise boring night pass faster.
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