Morning Erections, III

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There are two more times spent with Leigh that I cling to on those certain mornings. I believe I was 14 which would make these two incidents prior to what I wrote yesterday.

I

It was a summer month I recall because this happened on a weekday. Two of my friends had just left and I was home alone. Leigh didn’t have her license yet and her house was in walking distance of ours. Terri had gone out with someone. She didn’t drive so her car was in the driveway. Around noon-ish, I noticed Leigh walking down the street. I was hoping she would come by but she walked passed.

A little while later she was walking back, but again she just walked passed and went home. Maybe she knew Terri had gone out (these were the days before everyone had a cellphone and people’s personal business was not public news). I sat on the couch and wondered what I could have done if Leigh did come over. Would I run and put some clothes on or answer the door in my robe? I thought if I propped the front door half way open so that when she rang the doorbell it would open up all the way, that would get her in the house. Since the music was already loud she would either have to come in and see who might be home or shut the door and continue ringing the doorbell.

She did not come back that day, but the same scenario played out several weeks later. Terri went to visit our grandparents who lived near Rockaway Beach. We lived in Beaver so it wasn’t that far but I knew she’d be gone for the day. Terri went with my cousin in his car.

I was in the living room and I saw Leigh walking this way. I was hoping she would come by but maybe Terri told her where she was going. To my delight she turned into our driveway. I ran down the hall and opened the front door just enough. I ran down to my room, turned the volume up on my stereo and threw off my robe. Minutes later I heard what I thought were footsteps coming down the steps. I barely heard her voice call out to see if anybody was home. I could feel that flushed feeling I get when the adrenaline releases and courses through my veins.

Would she ruin it and make herself known by just walking in or would she stealthily peer into my room? I was lying on my bed naked and masturbating with my head facing away from the door. I could see her peaking in from the reflection on the glass doors of my stereo. When she saw what I was doing she quickly jerked herself from my door. I was hoping she would get over the shock and stay to watch.

She did. She came across to the other side of the door and peaked in to continue watching. I felt myself get harder with excitement. I turned about ninety degrees to give her a better view and I continued. I turned again so I was facing her. She couldn’t leave now without crossing in front of the door and be seen. My coat rack was blocking my view of her face but she could still see me. I spread my legs even wider and ran my hand over my chest and over my scrotum. I noticed her hand holding the frame of the door so I knew she was still watching. It was exciting. It was tense as well as intense. Having her get away with thinking she saw something I knew nothing about was almost as exhilarating as being watched and not knowing or even watching someone else and not being seen. I finished the deed, grabbed my towel and walked upstairs to take a shower. I walked right passed her and she thought I wasn’t the wiser. I turned the shower on and watched for her to leave. About five minutes later she left. I still don’t know why it took her so long.

II

One Sunday morning, Terri woke up early. I was already awake. She pushed on my door and said she was going to the store with Mom and Dad. Our cousins were coming over and she wanted to fix a nice breakfast for everyone. I let her know that if Leigh woke up, I would let her know.

They left and I climbed out of bed and turned off the TV. I put on my robe and loosely tied it. I turned on the TV in the room Leigh was sleeping in. I made sure the volume would at least stir her, if not awaken her. I positioned myself in front of the television so that if she looked over at it, she would see ‘me’ poking through my half open robe. I also got Terri’s make-up mirror and put it on the ledge so I could see whether Leigh was looking at me or the TV. She didn’t make a move at all until I turned up the volume a little more and started flipping through the channels.

She woke up without saying a word. I had my right side to her with my head turned away from her towards the TV. I could see that after awhile she had noticed my nakedness was exposed. Her eyes watched for a several minutes, then she cleared her throat and told me my parents weren’t glass makers. I apologized and let her know I didn’t know she was awake. I adjusted my robe, covering up and moved out of her way. I walked toward my room and was almost hit by a pillow she through at me. It missed and almost hit my Dad’s aquarium.

“That’s for waking me up so early”, she barked. I grabbed the pillow and hit her with it. She got this look in her eyes and threw another one at me. I was starting to get a little pissed. This is my house, I thought. If she wanted to sleep late in a houseful of people she should have slept at her house. She started laughing and threw another one I think.

I don’t recall all the details but I do remember me on the bed hitting her with a pillow and her yelling that she had had enough. She punched me on the arm and pushed me down. She tried to straddle me and tickle me. Unfortunately for her I am not ticklish and I turned the tables by rolling her over and getting the top advantage. I tickled her until she begged me to stop. Her feet stomped on the bed and her knees kept hitting my butt and back.

The planets were lining up for me this morning. In all the scurry her shirt had rode up and my robe was completely open. When I stopped tickling her the sheets to the bed were on the floor, and my little me was resting on her belly.  I looked down. She didn’t have much pubic hair but I noticed she did have a treasure trail. Our eyes were both looking down at me and then suddenly we were looking at one another. I had her by the wrists. Nervous, I let her go. I was ready to get off and scurry to my room, but she lifted her tee shirt up exposing her breasts. “Do you like what you see”, she sneered. Without saying a word, I reached down and touched her breasts. Her nipples were as hard as I was. She held my penis in her hand, leaving a trail of pre-cum from her belly button to her hand. I was breathing so hard. I was very scared and a bit embarrassed. I climbed off of her, my eyes glued to her wide open vaginal lips. I was scared for months after that incident that perhaps some stray pre-seminal fluid may have gotten her pregnant. I was young and stupid.

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These are the things I think about when I wake up in the morning aroused. I would like to thank Leigh and the rest of the girls for making an otherwise boring adolescence into something most people wouldn’t even believe was possible. Foolishly, I used all the girl’s real names (except for my sister) and if you by chance come across this site, just know that I destroyed the photos yesterday along with the negatives.

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Morning Erections, II

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I woke up this morning with Leigh on my “mind” again. I laid in bed for an extra 15 minutes maintaining my erection by remembering more about Leigh and my teenage exploits.

My sister had planned a sleepover with her friends to celebrate her 16th birthday. Her birthday had passed months ago, but this was the time she knew our parents would be away in New York on vacation. Terri was not a party girl yet she had loud music, lots of food and lots of beer. My sister hardly ever drank and I knew Leigh didn’t drink at all so the chance of getting extra special shots of Leigh were slim to none. I always got good photos of Leigh though. All the girls were heavy sleepers and just lifting the covers off them while they slept was enough to get great photos. I wanted extra special shots though. Little did I know that it would be more of a celebration for me, than for Terri.

I was expecting lots of boyfriends to show up, but only Quan’s boyfriend came over and only for a short time. Quan was a short girl with large breasts and full lips. She was from the Philippines and she was gorgeous. She was the silk nightgown wearer of the group and her nipples always perked up rubbing against that material. It was indeed a breathtaking site. By 11:00 pm or so all the girls were hammered. Some had passed out, some were still drinking and Terri and a few others had either passed out or fallen asleep up in her room.

I made sure the house was locked up, turned the music off and went back into my room. It was way too earlier for the camera to come out yet. I noticed that the next door neighbor girls were in their rooms now. They were used to looking out their windows into mine and seeing me naked, however I took it to another level that night. The basement door lead from my bedroom to the pool area. When I was sure they were watching I opened the basement door and switched on the pool light and walked to the diving board. I made sure they were still in their window and started undressing.

I’m sure they thought I was going for a swim, but when I took off my pants they could tell I didn’t have any trunks on. I grabbed the flashlight and rested it on the chair facing me. I wanted those two to have full access to me. My skin was tingling with nervousness and excitement at the same time.

Besides skinny dipping with some strangers at camp this was my biggest effort to publicly reveal myself to date. There I was on the diving board. A spotlight on me and my erection and putting on a masturbation show for Angela and Jacqueline. I notice they had turned out the light in Angela’s room, but I could still see they were there in the window watching and I could hear them whispering in the darkness. I continued and I made sure I was loud enough at the end for them to hear me. I cleaned myself up making sure I stayed in the light of the flashlight then I came back into the house and took a shower. I had a bathroom in my room now and no longer had to go upstairs.

** It was now 12:30 am and all the girls were knocked out and I knew I would get my camera after my shower and be a picture taking fool. I bought twenty four rolls of film just for this occasion. That  meant I could take almost 900 pictures. I had lots to do before I could get serious about snapping photos. Not all of the girls were downstairs and the two beds had to be pulled out and made. I made the decision that if the girls were knocked out enough I would get them ready for bed too. My heart pounded like it was bursting out of my chest to think I was going to get to see all these girls naked. There was so much adrenaline in my body and my hands and legs were shaking so much I didn’t even get an erection as I dressed and undressed the girls. For an added thrill I did all of this while naked myself.

I got seven girls ready for bed, took lots of photos and then tucked them into bed. I left Leigh for last and I wasn’t about to disturb the two upstairs in Terri’s room. I couldn’t take the chance she would wake up and catch me. I did pull the jeans off of one particular girl named Cathy. Cathy is Black and I wanted to get her on film. I had seen her naked before while she took a shower. I was hiding in the bathroom towel closet and that is not a conducive place to get pictures of her. She didn’t come over as often as the others because she was the neighborhood babysitter. Cathy was so out of it she even helped me take her pants off. She had on white Victoria Secret panties and looked exquisite against her skin. I pulled them down and took several photos of her. I threw her pants on the floor and fixed her back up then covered her with a blanket. The next morning when some of the girls were leaving Leigh came over and sat next to me on the living room couch. She whispered, “you sure gave a great performance for your neighbors last night… I couldn’t believe she had watched me too. She then proceeded to say, “If anyone other than you sees those pictures you took of us last night, you WILL answer to my brothers — and the police too!” She came closer and kissed me full on the lips then asked if I understood. I swallowed very hard and uttered a yes or something.

She got up, mooned me and headed for the front door. “Did you get the photo of me with my hand between my legs”, she asked? I cleared my throat, smiled and yelled, “YES I DID! Thanks!”

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** I don’t want anyone to think that I’m bragging on my questionable deeds as a teen. I do not condone the things I have done and I certainly don’t recommend anybody else copy the things I’ve done. I was fortunate to have a sister with great friends (beautiful, sexy, not too modest, sound sleepers and built like brick houses). This is merely an attempt to explain what I fantasize about when I wake with a morning erection, now that I’m an adult.

Leigh was definitely an exception to the norm. Teenage girls aren’t generally that forward or naked. Stuff like that only happens in movies. What I did was an invasion of their privacy and wrong to do and I really should get rid of the photos. Now that I think about it, I just hope Jackie and Angela didn’t have a camera aimed at me!

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Morning Erections, I

For Spanish version translated by Google, click here.

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.

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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