For such an enthusiastic solosexual, it may seem strange that my initiation into the wonders of sex did not occur alone. Several friends played a role.
My active sex life began during the summer when I was twelve years old. My penis had grown impressively in the previous year, going from three to six inches long and proportionately thicker. I got erections frequently and it was hard to concentrate when I had one. I woke up every morning with a big hard boner and a feeling of uncertainty about what should be done with it, if anything. In my state of sexual innocence I just waited for it to slowly subside on its own schedule. These were all signs that something momentous was about to happen in my life, but I had no idea what it would be.
I didn’t know anything about sex, not a hint of what masturbation was, and none of my friends did either. But hormones were driving me to explore these strange feelings that somehow seemed to be linked to my penis and its erections.