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If you have similar stories, please email them to me. When I was 12, I spent a lot of summers at an uncle’s place on a river in Missouri. Being the only kid around, I did and went wherever I wanted to around the farm and on the river. I had learned about masturbation the year before at scout camp when I saw a guy jerk off and cum on an unsuspecting guys head. One of my best times going solo happened next to the river. I had gone down to a section of the river that we called the rapids. It had nice flat banks and sand bars that were ideal for walking along the river. Once I got down there, knowing that I was totally alone and had no chance of being snuck up on, I decided to walk around naked. I took off all my clothes and put them in the golf cart I had driven from the house. It felt so good to feel the sun on my naked body. I had not reached puberty yet, my penis was only about 1 inch long when it was soft and my balls were the size of grapes. I liked feeling of the air and sun around my hairless genitals. It didn’t take but a few seconds before that inch long dick was now hard and about 3 and 1/2 inches sticking straight up. I loved the way my hardon waved back and forth as I walked along the bank. Every once in a while I would reach down and caress my tight balls and stroke my young raging hardon a few times. It wasn’t long before I noticed a bead of precum coming out of my dick hole. I put it on my finger and placed it on my tongue. At times I would stop and thrust my hips and and jerk my dick as hard and as fast as I could, then I would stop. I wanted this feeling to last. Other times I would stop and very slowly and lightly stroke it. After a while I got to the point I couldn’t stroke it very long before I would feel the cum starting in my balls. I even pulled hard on my balls to keep them from tightening so much, but to no avail. I wanted to cum so bad! I walked out on some rocks in the rapids to the middle of the river. I decided this was where I was going to shoot my load. I found a nice flat rock to stand on, spread my feet, thrust my hips forward, and began slowly stroking my hard, hairless meat with my right hand and feeling my balls with my left. It felt so GOOD! I felt the cum building up, I worked my balls even faster, kneading them individually as fast as I could. It continued to build . I felt it rushing up my shaft. OH, the FEELING when that sperm came flying out of the piss hole! I yelled as the sperm flew up my stomach. It seemed as if I would never stop coming. Strand after strand of cum came flying out of my dick. I couldn’t believe the orgasm I just had. I felt as if my knees would collapse. I made it back to the bank and sat underneath a tree. The sperm began running down my stomach . My dick was still hard and throbbing and still oozing cum out. I just sat there. I must have dozed, because when I woke up, sperm had dripped down all over by now limp dick and balls and was almost dried. I still couldn’t believe how good it felt. I walked into the water and rinsed myself off. When I went to clean my genitals my dick started to get hard again, but I knew I had to head back. I smiled to myself as I reminded myself I had all summer ahead yet and I knew this would not be the last visit to the rapids.