I have three stories about how myself and a few neighborhood friends used some juvenile cock bondage and abuse on me to give me my first erection, then later my first ejaculation, and get me started on my jack-off career. This is the first story, I’ll follow up with the others soon.
When I was 14, two brothers, Nick and Lee, moved in across the street from me. Lee was less than a year younger than me, but a grade behind me, Nick was two years younger than him. They went to a private school, I went to public school. Their parents were starting a restaurant and worked long hours. During the Summer they hired one of Lee and Nick’s older cousins, Jeremy, to watch them. I’d tell my parents that I was going over to their house, and as long as we obeyed the rules, Jeremy left us alone.
I already enjoyed playing with my penis and showing it to people even thought I had never had an erection. Eventually, I got Lee into it too. After flashing him repeatedly and playing with myself in front of him, I finally got him to dare me to do stuff to my penis. We had no idea what sex really was or what kinds of things people did with their dicks. He dare me to write on it with a marker, or stick a birthday candle in the hole, stretch, poke and slap it,, no underwear, etc. Nothing sexy, but still arousing and naughty. I tried to get him to do stuff, and he did, but he wasn’t as bold as I was, he only did things he thought would be easy or feel good. He wasn’t super creative in his dares, so I was comfortable doing whatever he asked.
One day, after we’d been playing like this all Summer, we hit on something. He had me wrap medical tape around it while he used kitchen tongs to stretch it out. It hurt having him pinch the head so hard, but I still liked doing it. I tried to spiral the tape around it, but it wouldn’t stick, longways didn’t help. Instead I just wrapped a tight ring around the base, around the middle, and beneath the head. We thought it looked awesome, so I kept it on, and left my underwear off, and we went back outside. After a while it started to get uncomfortable so I told Lee and we went back in so I could check it. We went back into the bathroom and I took my shorts down. The tip and middle tape had come off, but the base had held, and it had caused the entire member to swell! I had my first erection!
“Is that a boner?” he asked.
“I don’t know, I think so”
We knew that boners were a thing, but we really didn’t understand them, and this was the first one either of us had ever had, or seen.
“Take the tape off” he suggested, and I did, and the swelling went down.
“Tape it again and see if it happens more”
“Not now, I have to go.” I said. I was confused and a bit overwhelmed and wanted to go home.
When I got home and caught my breath I felt excited in a way I hadn’t before, and my crotch felt good, and I felt warm and I liked it
That’s the story of how the kid across the street and I used some mild CBT to force my first erection. Before long it led to my first ejaculation and soon after started my chronic masturbation career.
After figuring out how to force an erection, doing so occupied a significant amount of our time that summer. Their house had a partially finished apartment above their garage. It was mostly used for storage but had electricity water. I stopped even knocking at the house just for Jeremy to tell me the guys were out back, and I started immediately heading up to the “clubhouse” when I’d go over.
Lee claimed that he had tried taping his penis up, but it never got hard, and he hadn’t ever had a real erection that he could recall. So we spent most of our time experimenting on mine. More of the same, tape, shoelaces, markers, glue, q-tips, lotion (including children’s strength Vick’s). Now that I could get hard, we started measuring it to see how big we could get it. We eventually figured out that if we wrapped around under my balls and over my shaft the swelling was even more pronounced. We also discovered that I could keep it bound longer if we used elastic instead of the medical tape we’d been using. And the longer it was tied, the bigger it got. I’d spend hours each day with my penis and balls bound. I’d take my clothes off in the clubhouse so we could keep an eye on it, but we’d go do stuff too. When we’d want to go somewhere, I’d put a swimsuit on. For some reason I thought that, with its liner, was the best thing to wear over a bound boner. It obviously looked pornographic and I’m sure seeing a kid my age with a bulge like that made a lot of people around town very uncomfortable (Sorry folks, we didn’t know any better).
Until now, it was just Lee and I abusing my penis and experimenting on it. One day we were sitting in the apartment watching TV, Lee was in a chair, I was laying on a cot that we had set up. We had folded the legs down on the foot end, so it was kinda reclined. We thought that was what they would do at the doctor’s office if the had to monitor someone’s penis for erections. We were watching TV and my hard-on one day when Nick walked up the stairs.
“What is he doing!?” He shouted. We had no ready answer.
“Why are you naked? Are you guys gay?” He asked.
“No” I exclaimed.
“No” Lee interjected, “We’re just doing an experiment too see what happens.”
“Is he beating off?” Nick asked.
“No” I replied, having no idea what beating off was.
“What’s that?” inquired Lee, not trying to play it cool at all.
“It’s when you beat your wiener to make it long and make it spit.” Nick replied, pleased with himself for knowing grown-up information that we didn’t.
“Shut up, dumbass. You don’t know anything.” Lee laughed at his younger brother.
“I do so. Nick’s (This Nick was friends with another Nick) brother told us about it. He does it to himself all the time.” our Nick replied.
Other Nick’s brother was quite a bit older than us. In hindsight, probably old enough to be masturbating a lot. Not that it mattered. We believed what we wanted to and we wanted something new to do to me.
“How do you do it?” We both asked.
“I don’t know, he didn’t show us, he said we’d figure it out when we were older”
“What does it spit?” I asked.
“Sperm” Nick replied. I only vaguely knew what sperm was.
“We should try it” Lee suggested.
“Try what?” I asked.
“Beating your dick with something to see what comes out”
“Will it hurt?”
“I don’t know.” Lee replied. “Some of the other stuff we do to it hurts sometimes and you still like doing those things?”
I didn’t know how to interpret the feelings I was having right then. Now I realize I was nervous and wildly horny. I agreed to try it. We set about trying to find the best way to try it. The best thing we could find to beat it with was a ruler. I sat on a stool adjusted to the right height for my legs to just fit under a table and let me penis rest on top. I wrapped a hair tie around the end, just below the head and tied a string to it. Lee pulled the string and my member with it taught across the table and taped the string to the table. Before I could suggest letting me take a few test whacks, Lee had wound up and taken a swing. I saw it land and felt it a second later. It hurt, but it wasn’t blinding. I still gave a shout of pain though.
“Too hard?” Lee asked.
“Yes, and don’t do it until I’m ready next time”
He gave it another dozen gentile swats up and down its length. We found that the tip was the most sensitive, and the swats rubbing my dick around the table felt nice. After Lee took another couple rounds, Nick wanted a try. I was nervous that he was going to run and tell Jeremy (babysitter) or a parent and we’d get in trouble. It also felt wierd to have someone younger than me playing with me while I was naked, but I was horny and didn’t object. They took turns slapping it with the ruler, and a plastic spoon, and a fly swatter, for the next half hour.
We didn’t know what we were trying to accomplish, but we kept trying. My dick really hurt. No bruises or welts or anything but it in addition to the beating, it had been stretched tight for almost an hour now, having been bound for several hours prior to that. I wanted to stop, but they wanted to keep going. I consented, but said they had to untie my penis first.
It had been hard all day, because it was tied up and I was nude in front of people. But when Lee pulled the tape up and let it relax, it slowly began to swell up larger than we had ever seen it before, and it felt amazing. I took the string from him and pulled my cock up and away from my body. The tension felt great.
“Slap the bottom.” I said, not caring who did it. Nick picked up the ruler and gave the bottom a few whacks. I thought I was having a seizure. I could feel my heartbeat in my ears and I almost lost my balance. I felt tingly and then everything shifted to my cock and the entire world felt amazing for a second as I dribbled a thin load out onto the table as I had my first orgasm. It had been triggered by having my penis abused by a couple of kids who were even younger than me. Neither of them had probably ever had a genuine sexual thought in their life, but through curiosity and creativity, and my willingness, they had pushed my limits and given me my first sexual climax. I ejaculated while standing nude in front of them as they slapped my dick around. I really have no doubts about where the seeds of my adult perversion were planted.
Source: CBT gave me my first boner, cum, and wank – Onania Masturbator Forum