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Marius from Pofadder
I am Marius Visser a young Afrikaner man from Pofadder. Pofadder (Afrikaans for a "puff
adder" a venomous snake) is a small town in the Northern Cape and an important regional centre known as Bushmanland. The surrounding districts are arid, sparsely populated, rugged and picturesque. Life in these remote towns is hard, especially for poor people.
There wasn't much crop farming and local farmers ran sheep or goat farms for a living. As a tourist destination, it isn't spectacular to rival the spring flowers of the coastal regions of Namaqualand, it is attractive for biologists and conservationists, and people with an interest in its remarkable diversity of often-tiny xerophytes and animal life.
My parents let me sleep over at my cousin Jakob's place on Saturday nights. He had a TV in his room as well as an en-suite bathroom. My first sexual experience happened on
one sleepover in his room when we were around eleven years old. We had just finished watching a Harry Potter movie and lying in Jakob's double bed.
The house was dead quiet once we switched off the TV. We lay there on our backs, and he took my hand, his hand was soft, and this caused an electrical impulse to flow through my body. He then asked me if I knew what masturbation was and I said no, and I then asked if he could show me. He said it was fantastic, and he stuck his hand into my pyjama pants and took hold of my dick which was hard. He told me to relax and then started to wank me. I said it felt good and it wasn't long before my body shuddered, and I came and experienced an incredible feeling.
I then tried it on him, I took hold of his cut dick and slowly did what he did to me. He groaned with pleasure and his body trembled as he came. He then leaned over and gave me a deep kiss. We moved closer and held each other. We kissed for a while and fell asleep in each other's arms. I had to get up early the next morning and go to Church with my parents.
Jakob and I became wank buddies after that. At the time my arms and legs were thinner and as smooth as young girls, the opposite of Jakob who had begun puberty maturation. Short brown stubbles of hair were visible on his calves, the hairs on his arms were beginning to change colour and his armpits were already filled with hair. The difference in our bodies was noticeable, but that would change in big ways over time.
Jakob and I wanked each other whenever we got a chance. Once we did it in the bathroom at our annual Church bazaar. Jakob led me into the stall and put a finger on my lip, he loosened his belt and dropped his pants, and out popped his gorgeous dick. I did the same. He kissed me and I smelled the ginger beer on his breath. We froze momentarily, and I stopped breathing when we heard someone enter the bathroom.
We heard the toilet in a neighbouring stall flush, and I continued to wank Jakob. His precum was on my hand and I used it to lubricate him. Jakob was moving my dick up and down and he leaned close to kiss me. Jakob's cum flew onto the toilet wall and this set me off, and my cum splattered on the floor. He pulled me close to him and kissed me again. I wiped some of the cum off his dick and tasted it for the first time. It was different from mine and tasted slightly sweeter.
I enjoyed my moments with Jakob but I still masturbated at least twice a day. The shower was my favourite place, and I also enjoyed doing it in bed at night.
I became an oddity for Jakob as I grew older. I was much taller than him and my dick grew rapidly as I entered adolescence. I wasn't 8" yet, but I was pretty much there, and Jakob called me "die piel wunderkind". He would often say "Ek kannie glo dat jou piel so lank is nie" (I can't believe your dick is so long) when he wanked me.
I must tell you that Jakob was mesmerised and got hold of my dick whenever he could, even when he had a girlfriend. Jakob had initiated my sexual awakening, but somehow, I don't think he realised I had a crush on him and that I was gay.
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