Rate this story I remember this story so vividly, it remains to this day a memory I masturbate to frequently. I was extremely shy as a boy of about twelve. Unexpected and inappropriate erections were commonplace for me and I was constantly using my books or a jacket or untucking my shirt to conceal the bulge that would appear at the front of my slacks whenever I entertained a sexy thought or caught a glimpse of a sexy girl, which was pretty much all the time. My family was going to attend a wedding and my mother took me to...
