I was taking a bath one night when I noticed a bottle of my sister's bubble bath sitting on the edge of the tub. I poured some into the bathwater and formed it into a nice thick layer of bubbles. I took handfuls of them and rubbed them all over my body. I didn't know the meaning of "erotic" at that age, but I certainly knew it felt good.

hen I slid my hands around my penis, it quickly became erect. I wasn't sure what was happening; but as I was touching it, I watched it grow larger, and I felt its hardness and texture. This was a new thrill beyond imagination.

I stood up so I could see myself in the mirror. That increased the pleasure and seemed to make it get even harder. I played with it some more and soon I felt my first orgasm. My penis ejaculated a series of spurts of thick white sperm. It shot up and splashed onto my face, neck and stomach. It was the most amazing feeling I'd ever felt. But my mind raced with questions. I had to learn more about this wonderful new pleasure I'd discovered.

I considered asking my mother about it but decided to keep it to myself. The next day, I asked my mother to take me to the library. I looked up the word "sex" and found what seemed like hundreds of books and research papers on this new subject I'd discovered. I began browsing through one of the books and came across side by side drawings of a naked man and woman with lines pointing to the names of all their organs. It also had larger drawings of the male and female sexual organs, identifying each of the parts.

As I studied the books, I felt my penis begin to stiffen and grow larger. I thought about what happened in the bath the previous day, and I knew I had to experience that feeling again. And I didn't want to wait until I got home to do it. I knew I was not supposed to take books from the stacks into the library bathroom toilet stalls, but I decided to do it anyway.

I took the book with all the illustrations of the male and female organs and quickly went into the men's room. It appeared to be empty. I went into a stall and closed the door behind me. The excitement of looking at the illustrations and anticipating jacking off made my penis grow harder. I sat down, let my pants fall to the floor and released my penis from the confines of my underwear. It sprang straight up and I became amazed by it.

I peeled back my foreskin and saw how large the head on the top of my shaft was, and how it was shaped like a mushroom. I grabbed it just under the head with my right hand and slowly began to move the skin up and down. I was so excited I shivered all over. I could feel my heart beating like a drum. I marveled at how my penis shaft quivered a little each time my heart took another beat. I pulled the skin up and down a little faster.

I thought -- This feels so good I wish I could make it last forever. But I was much younger then and there was no way I could stop myself from ejaculating rather quickly. After a few more strokes, my body shook and shuddered as my penis shot its load of semen in about five ejaculation spurts. My penis spewed straight up in the air the first shot, then threw sperm up in my face, and then out onto the bathroom floor. That began my long and loving experiences with masturbation.