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When I was young I masturbated; I masturbated a lot. I masturbated in my bedroom, in the shower, and when my parents weren't home, I masturbated in the living room, dining room, kitchen; wherever.

At school I'd masturbate in one of the stalls in the boys' room. When I'd go to the mall, I'd masturbate in one of the public men's room stalls.

My name is Don Mueller. Donny to just about everyone. In the small town I lived, I knew everyone and everyone knew me. Why did I masturbate? I guess all boys masturbate. I don't know how often or what the average is, but I guess that I jerk off three or four times a day; almost every day. Sometimes more. Naturally, that fourth or fifth time there wasn't much cum, but the first time, damn, I must have shot three or four big ones.

Sometimes I had to stop because I rubbed my cock so hard and so often that I developed a sore; usually under my circumcised cockhead.

Why did I masturbate so much? Maybe it was because I didn't have a girlfriend. I didn't have a girlfriend because I was shy. I didn't have a girlfriend because I was big for my age and I was way over weight. I didn't play sports or have any hobbies, unless you count watching porn.

I masturbated while I watched porn. In bed, I jerked off fantasizing about Cindy Mattews who was the most beautiful girl in school and who wouldn't even look twice at someone like me.

I never got caught when I masturbated in public places until I did.

The problem started at school my senior year. I'd just turned eighteen. I used the bathroom while the school's championship football team was playing. No one was around because they were all watching the game. The whole town was watching the game. I went into a stall, dropped my pants to my ankles and started. Usually, I was quiet when I jerked off. If I was in a public place, of course I was quiet. If my parents were home, I was quiet, but if they were out, I'd moan loudly as I stroked it and when I came.

Here in the boys' room, with no one around, I didn't think I was loud, but I was moaning, and thinking of Cindy Matthews. "Yeah, Cindy, fuck me just like that. You have the most beautiful tits and no one fucks like you." I was moaning and stroking my cock faster and faster.

And then it happened.

The stall door opened, and Mrs. Ferguson, the janitor lady was standing there. "Donny!!!!"

"Mrs. Ferguson?" Like I said, my pants were down by my ankles and my stiff cock was in my hand.

"Donny, no one is supposed to be in here."

"I-I-I. . . " And then I just spurted. I spurted on the stall door. "Awww, awww, aww," I moaned involuntarily. I couldn't help myself. I shot all over the door of the stall.

Mrs. Ferguson just stared. She was a black woman; I'd guess in her fifties. She'd been at the school as long as I could remember. Her husband had also been a custodian here until he died a few years ago.

"Donny, I'll come back in a few minutes to clean. You should go back to the game."

I was so embarrassed. I pulled my pants up. I didn't even bother to clean up the ‘evidence.' I was blushing as I left the boys' room. I rushed passed Mrs. Ferguson who was waiting for me to leave so she could finish her work. I'm sure my face was bright red.

After the game, I went home to bed. Of course, I jerked off, still thinking of the lovely Cindy Mattews. Back at the game, maybe it was me, but I was certain Cindy's cheerleader top looked tighter than before. Had those beauties grown? I could only fantasize about them

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