When I was a teen I had a friend in the neighborhood that I would share porn mags with. At that time a 16 year old could get their driver's license right away, so as soon as I had mine, I discovered a couple places around town where I could either shoplift porn mags, or buy them if it wasn't too awkward. Fortunately there was this one little magazine shop downtown, run by some creepy old dude. The store had the biggest selection of dirty magazines I'd seen up to that point in my young life.

Standing in front of the magazine racks and looking at the covers of Gent, Fling, and others, my cock would get so hard just from that. Oh, the magic of youth!

Once I got home, I'd rush to the bathroom with my new acquisition and pore over the pictures of big titted women. At that time, big tits were the most exciting thing in the world to me. I would jerk off to these magazines several times a day, as I was fortunate enough to have a bathroom to myself, and parents who weren't home when I got home from school.

Anyway, my friend and I would trade magazines like this. He apparently had a thing for incest stories, as most times he traded me a "letters" type magazine with obviously fake stories. Some of them had very hot illustrations, and even though I knew the stories were made up, they still would get me super hard and I'd shoot huge loads.

Soon I started finding the ads at the back of the magazines to be especially intriguing. There were ads for porn VHS tapes, with poorly censored pictures that showed nearly everything. I started to realize that the hard cocks of the guys fucking or getting sucked were just as exciting as the nude women. 

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As you read, I would trade porn with another kid in the neighborhood. No, he and I never went further than that. I don't know if it even occured to either of us that sharing porn like that might be an invitation to more, but I was not sexually attracted to that kid at all. A couple years later there was a teen boy my age that did make me think 'things'.

My daily routine at this point was get up for school, jerk off, go to school, come home, jerk off, hang out with friends, go to my part-time job, and jerk off at the end of the day. It's funny now how you take things for granted, like getting a hardon. At that age, I'd even just think about my Gent magazines and my cock would swell. By the time I'd actually get one of my magazines and lock the bathroom door, I'd be raring to go. As I got more experienced with masturbating, I learned how to 'edge', which I didn't know was a thing.

I remember the first time I was edging myself for a good long time, and I didn't have an orgasm but cum just started flowing from my cockhead, like a lot! It was running down my shaft, and was so slick and warm. That was the first time I tasted my own cum. Of course, I loved it!

To be continued...