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By the time I was twelve-years-old I was an experienced masturbator, having been doing it for over three years, and by the summer of my twelfth year I was doing it a lot. Some of it was when I got to stay at my aunt Helen’s that year all by myself, without my brothers or sister, during school break. Being the oldest did sometimes have it’s advantages.
My aunt Helen along with my uncle Jim lived in a rural area with a lot of fields and woods around them. So during those warm summer days I liked