Morning Erections, I

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Morning Erection or nocturnal penile tumescence is the spontaneous occurrence of an erection of the penis during sleep. All men without physiological erectile dysfunction experience this phenomenon usually up  to five times during the night and called morning erection relative to the first time he discovers it. When he wakes up in the morning.

Being a man, morning erections are commonplace. The reasons vary; keeping the bladder closed during sleep, pre wet dream, keeping men healthy by supplying blood to the penis during REM sleep, or just having a dream that is sexual in nature.

This might be my first post, but I have been thinking about starting a blog and what name to call it for weeks now. As I prepared to create this blog I woke up repeatedly “at attention”. As I lay in bed my mind drifted to my more youthful teenage years where the morning wood was more of an everyday occurrence for me. Now I’m thirty and my body is changing. Things don’t work the same as they used to, that is. except for my imagination and my memory.

I remember vividly where my mind drifted to as a teen when I awoke with an erection. It’s the same place my mind has drifted this past week. My sister is two years older than I am and she routinely had friends stay over, especially on weekends. One friend in particular, Leigh was a very cute, very sexy girl. I haven’t seen her in the last five years or so, but she was still hot five years ago.

Over the course of my teen years and even into my early twenties I was grateful to get an eyeful of Leigh and quite a few of my sister’s other friends too. I’m too afraid to ruin my relationship with my sister to ask if her friends have ever talked to her about me and what transpired over the years.

When I was 13, I was rather geeky and nerdy. I was muscular though. I was both a voyeur and an exhibitionist. I loved to watch my sister’s friends and I liked to pretend to be unaware when I made myself the object of someone else’s accidental glances or purposed voyeurism.

My sister and her friends however, were pretty girls. They could all have been models. All of her friends were nice to me and even treated me as if I were a friend, but Leigh was very nice to me. We had similar interests and would often talk if my sister was otherwise occupied (usually on the phone). Leigh always had a boyfriend, but it always seemed like she put her friends before him.

Leigh was more of a free spirit compared to the rest of the girls. I’ll prove it to you. The rest of the girls might wear pajamas or a flannel nightshirt. Some wore bra, panties and shorts and I remember one, Shelby, slept in her clothes. Leigh wore nothing but a long tee-shirt. Being male, 13 and very curious about women and then being handed a bevy of endless weekends with a houseful of older girls, I learned a whole lot and saw more.

My first recollection of what I call my education of the senses was on an August weekend in 1992. I remember stealing a piece of pizza while the girls were upstairs and I remember they were watching a horror movie, but I do not recall what it was. Our basement was huge and was both where company slept and where my bedroom was located. My room took up a little more than one third of the basement and the rest of the basement had a double sectional couch with pull out beds and the rest was furnished with a large TV, refrigerator and bar and a fish aquarium that I hated. The beds could fit four people comfortably per bed. There were often times my sister had more than eight girls over. I was in heaven.

There were five girl friends that evening. Around 1:00 am, I was thirsty from all the Doritos so I turned down the volume on my television and noticed the voices outside my door were silent. The TV was still on as were the lights, but I wasn’t sure everyone was asleep so I stayed in my room for a little while longer. Being both a voyeur and exhibitionist I was always naked in my room. I only got dressed when I had to or put a robe on to traverse the household.

Even though my room was down in the basement I still had windows to the outside and even a back door. If my room had been in any other location in the basement our neighbor’s daughters would not have had the great view into my room they had. I couldn’t see much into their room, but they could look down from their rooms and see me (and I knew when they were looking).

I really wanted a soda. I put on my robe and twisted the doorknob slowly. I walked to the ‘frig and noticed everyone was asleep. On my way back from getting my soda (just a few steps), I saw on the far bed that Leigh and Renee had maneuvered the sheet off them. To my surprise, no, to my delight Leigh’s shirt was up around her belly and she had no panties on. I was really nervous because Renee kept tossing and turning. She was the cause of the exposed flesh because her moving took the covers off of Leigh and herself. One day I’ll have to thank her for that.

From where I stood I saw Leigh’s butt cheeks but she could have been wearing a thong or just had a really bad wedgie. I got up the nerve and walked passed the first bed where my sister slept. I stood in the corner, next to Leigh and I could see she was nude below the waist and I could see Renee was wearing a thong and her caramel colored skin glistened. Renee was Puerto Rican, and a little chunkier in the rear than the other girls. I liked what I saw, but I couldn’t help but to pay closer attention to Leigh. She was lying on her back with one knee up. She didn’t have much hair to speak of, but her lips were spread and it was too much for me to take. My erection didn’t wait til morning.

I crept quietly back to my room, got my camera and new telephoto lens, snapped about three rolls quickly of both girls. Then I went back to my room a happy camper.

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