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My Secret Religion
Posted: 6/9/2019 - 7 comments [ Comment ]
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Growing up and having access to all the nudie magazines my dad had was awesome. Literally like a kid in a candy store. One day we were cleaning the house, well the family did almost every weekend. I was cleaning the laundry room, sisters the kitchen, my mom was cleaning the living room, and my dad was on trash detail. My dad was taking boxes out and breaking them down, he filled the trash can and put it out to the curb. He took another box out and placed it next to the garbage can. Later that day I was riding my bike and on passing the garbage can I saw what looked like writing on the side of the box. I stopped to get a closer look and it said old magazines. I wanted to see what kind of magazines, but was afraid to look through it there at the curb. I went inside to see where my parents were. When I got to the dining room my sister was sitting at the table doing homework. I asked her where mom and dad were and she said they were taking a nap. I high tailed it out side and brought the box to the side of the house. I opened it and there were several penthouse magazines and a few smaller magazines called penthouse forum. I was afraid to take them all so I leafed through the pages of the penthouses and picked what I called the best pussies. I placed the rest of the magazines back in the box and put them back by the garbage can. I stashed the mag's I took behind a box in the back of our tool shed. I couldn't believe it, now I could go out to the shed when I wanted to Jack my cock and have cunts to look at while I jacked. Before I would have to wait till no one was at home. Later that evening my parents were watching TV and I said I was going to play in the back yard. It was dark outside, and the light on the back porch was not that bright. I took a small flashlight I had and went to the tool shed at took out one of the magazines. I had to be careful so I just unzipped my fly and pulled my already blood engorged cock out as I used the flash light to illuminate the magazine. I leafed through a few pages and was so turned on my the pouty pick glistening cunts on each page. I stroked my rigid cock as I turned the pages and I could already feel that awesome feeling of cum brewing. I knew I wanted to make the feeling last, but I was so afraid one of my parents would come out and check on me. Here I was on the side of the shed sitting Indian style with my hard cock in my hand looking at pussies in a book. I stroked harder and faster to finish this session up and I started to think what was I gonna do with the cum??? I didn't bring anything to clean up with. I was starting to get that feeling of the point of no return as my body started to shutter, my muscles tightening my cock head filled beyond belief with blood as my cock started to jerk and there was my beautiful while load pulsing out of my cock head and some shot onto the pages. I pumped a few more times getting close to the magazine and finished basting the pictures with my hot batter. I rubbed my cock all over the pictures on that page and quickly closed the magazine and pulled my still hard cock back into my pants and zipped up. I placed the magazine back in the shed and went into the house and to my room. The next day I couldn't wait to get home from school to get to my pussy picture collection, those magazines brought me so much joy. When I got home I grabbed the magazine I christened the night before and unfortunately the pages that encased my sticky load were stuck together even being careful to pull the pages apart the pages tore. So I learned an important lesson, leave the pages open to dry before closing if you ever want to come back and see your handy work and fuck yeah I wanted to see all my cum all over their perfect hot bodies and every cunt in the magazine. I wanted to fuck and cum on all of these wet cunts after all they were mine and I could do with them as my horney little heart desired. Each day I would pick a different girl to cover in my cum. I even made a game of it and would put target rings around the pussy opening and would stand above the magazine and shoot and see how good I could get at aiming my soulful seed. Sometimes I would literally cover the pretty cunt with a big glob of jellatinous cum from my cock hole. Each cunt page I christened I would dry and keep. I bought a 3 ring binder and punched holes in each dried page and placed them in the book, these were my trophies. Every day I would try to shoot one cunt, and sometimes on the weekend when my Jack buddy Steve would stay overnight, we would double team a two page spread of the magazine and almost cover each square inch of the page. Cum along with wet cunts became my love. One day while stroking I was reading an article in the penthouse forum mag and it was sent in by a guy that loved to goto adult book stores and jackoff. The story was vague as far as how the store was set up, so the idea of a booth didn't make much sense to me. I asked a few of my friends if they had ever heard anything about adult book stores and no one did. There was one of these stores near a bowling alley by my house. I had rode my bike by there several times not giving it much thought, but now it was on the top of my priorities. The windows of the store were all painted black, and it seemed like you never saw anyone come or go through the front door. The front door had a huge sign on it saying NO ONE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE ADMITTED!!!! And here I was 14, dammit. The next time I came by the store I was riding behind the bowling alley and saw someone leaving the store through a back door. And there was a tiny little parking lot there. From then on I would go through the back parking lot when traveling by and really got a feel of the people leaving the store. All different ages, some dressed well, others in casual clothes shirt and shorts. All moved quickly to their cars as if to not be seen. So this seemed to be a secretive type thing to go there. There was one guy that I had seen several times go there. A couple times we looked right at each other and made eye contact. So the next time I was driving by and saw him I just raised my hand and waived to him. He smiled, waived ba k, and said " Hey Kid!". I was terrified and took off on my bike. I didn't drive my bike past there for several months. One evening Steve and I were bowling at the bowling alley and the same guy walked over the our Lane. Steve was up to bowl and I was sitting at the score table. The guy said how are you doing and when I looked over and saw who it was I was mortified. He said " Haven't seen you around!". I said yeah, and was at a loss for words. He said he manages the store next door and wondered if I wanted something since I kept going by. I told him I was just curious! And he said all boys are, don't worry! I didn't know what that meant but he just walked away.
A couple days later it was a Saturday morning I was riding to the pet store and cut through behind the bowling alley and the bookstore and ahead I could see in the little parking lot this guy getting out of him car and walking toward the bookstore, he saw me and waived. I waived back and said nice day huh. He said yes and said come here for a minute. I stopped my bike and said yes sir inquisitively? He said to me" do you know what is in there as he pointed to the store. I said shyly I think so. He said what??? I didn't know what to say and I didn't want him mad since I didn't answer his question, so here goes...I said a place where men Jerkoff!!!! He laughed and said well, your partially right, but there is a lot more. Do you wanna see? I said Yes Please! He said to me I would not be able to tell anyone he let me in, or he would get in trouble. I promised him I would not tell a sole. I placed my bike on the side of the store and followed him to the back door. He put his key into the lock and my heart was beating out of my chest, part nerves and part anxiety. I had no idea what it was gonna be like. He opened the door we walked in and he turned the light on and I took a quick glance around and the majority of the place was filled with magazine racks, and there were also shelves with rubber cocks, rubber pussies, blow up dolls a lot of fun looking stuff. The guy said to me what do you think, and I said real nice. I said but do people just Jack off right here? He said no silly there are booths you go in a watch movies. And Jack in there. I said can I see them and he said unfortunately there will be customers coming in soon and I can't take a chance of you getting caught in here. He said "I'll tell you what, tomorrow I don't open till noon so why don't you come by here about 11. I told him I would be there at 11 sharp. I was so horney from seeing all that stuff I went home and had my way with another cunt from my magazine collection.

The next morning I was so excited to see this Masturbation place. I woke up with a raging hard-on and had one all the way to the store. I had loose shorts on and no underwear so if I got a chance to stroke I could. Riding up to the store the guy was parking his car. He got out and said " You Ready?? And I am thinking for what? I said I guess. He said don't be afraid they are just little rooms with movies playing and a bench to sit on. We went into the store he put the lights on and unlocked another door on the side opened it and turned on a light just inside the door and it illuminated a hallway, very long and dimly lit. He flicked a few more switch's and all of a sudden I could hear moaning coming from that hallway. I said to him, " are there people here and he replied, no kid it's the videos in the rooms. He went over to the cash register and grabbed what I thought was changes do to its clicking in his hand and walked over to me and said here holding his hand out I extended my open hand and he dropped what appeared to be 6 large coins and a small bottle. I said now what? He said go down the hall and pick a room go in lock the door and put a coin in the machine on wall for a movie to start playing. And the rest you know how to do. I said what is the bottle for, and he replied to lube up your cock, some like it, place some in your hand and rub your cock. I started down the hall, and it was dim. I walk down past a few rooms and walked to the end on the left the last room. I pushed the door open and all I could see was a small light on the wall were you put the coins. I closed the door and locked it walked over and dropped a coin in the slot and I heard it drop and the screen came on. Instantly there were people fucking on the screen, the room was still dark because it was all painted black. But I could see a bench over on the side. I sat on the bench and pulled my cock out of my shorts leg hole. I started stroking my cock and was really liking the movie. I figured I would try the lube, so I pulled it out of my pocked and set it on the bench and when I went to grab it I hit the bottle and it flew off onto the floor, I tried to find it feeling around in the room but couldn't. I didn't want to tell him I lost the bottle so I decided to go out to my bike and get my little flash light, I walk down the hall and once in the store the guy says that was fast and chuckled. I said no I need to get something off my bike, be right back. Got my flash light went back down to the room locked the door and turned on my flash light and pointed it straight ahead and walked toward the wall and OH MY GOD!!!!! It was Fucking Amazing the black wall was literally covered in died cum shots that had been shot at the wall and dripped down thousands of them, on top of one another. I looked all over the room and it was like a giant glazed donut. Seeing all this cum my cock was throbbing wanting to make its own mark. I looked for the small bottle of lubricant and found it and opened it. I dropped my shorts to the floor and stepped out of them. I filled my hand with the lube and started to fist fuck myself as I pointed the beam of the flashlight everywhere in the room as to see every load that was shot. I walked over to the bench as I was pounding my pud, and could see the cum on the bench was many layers thicker than the walls. As I stroked my cock so hard I could just think of all the cocks cumming in this room. I was so hot, I was ready to purge. I sat my bare ass down on that cum drenched bench, and I spread my legs far apart. I grabbed my full balls with one hand and tightened the grip of the other hand and started to pound the fuck out of my cock. Harder and harder and tighter and tighter, then that was fucking it! I squeezed my fucking nuts so tight I could hardly breath and fucking let go of my hot jizm as it flew out of my piss hole and through the air a hit the wall and was dripping down. I kept pumping every last drop out and on to the cum drenched bench were I was sitting, I rubbed my cock and balls in the cum and promised myself I would be back to this temple of cum. The joy and pleasure that was felt in that room was immeasurable. It was a Fucking Shrine, my Shrine, My New Religion. And for the next three years Every single Sunday I went to my Shrine, Temple, house of worship, what ever you wanna call it and I placed my seed, my offering to the God of Pleasure!!!