When I was a teenager, in Junior High School, I remember sitting in the back of the gym on the benches. Everyone else was on the floor, but I had some sort of medical reason for sitting it out. Anyway, somehow I got a raging hard on. Unaware that what I was doing was noticeable, or that anyone may have been looking at me, I was sort of stroking or playing with my penis.<\/p>\n
I was not jerking off. Actually, I don’t think I even knew what jerking off was at the time. But I was rubbing it absentmindedly. Then I noticed this kid who was staring at me. I nodded as I always do when someone is staring at me, and he started laughing. He made a gesture towards my man tool, and then performed a stroking motion. That’s when I realized that he could see me messing with my tool. I just shook my head and ignored him.<\/p>\n
I was an innocent kid for a long time. One day I was standing in the back of the classroom cause I was dozing off, and he was there with another female classmate. He said, “Angel, watch this.” Then he looked at the girl and said, “Bend over.” She did it, he looked at me smiling and nodded. The girl said “What?” He said, “Do it again,” and she did and again asked “What?” I stood there completely oblivious to what he was doing. In hindsight I get it, but at the time, I had no idea I was being shown a woman’s butt. At that time it didn’t click.<\/p>\n
Anyway, that happened when I was in sixth grade or so. I didn’t stay naive for much longer. During that time frame is when I started to “wake up” so to speak. But for a period during my life, I was an innocent geek.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"