Hello, my name is Diego and I live in Santiago de Chile. I will try to write as little local as possible because our sla

Hello, my name is Diego and I live in Santiago de Chile. I will try to write as little local as possible because our slang and idioms are very little known among Hispanic countries. I want to share some experiences that one could believe that they are out of the ordinary but that in statistical reality, They are more common than one thinks. He was 13 years old and had recently arrived in that town in the south and was finishing the Eighth Year of Basic Education at that private school in the one my parents had enrolled me in. We had decided together with the teacher guide and our parents that at the end of the year we would go north, to La Serena, to dismiss Basic Education. And that's what we did. Our first stop was Santiago, the capital and we We stayed in a 3-star hotel in the city center. We just got off the bus, luggage in hand, the guide teacher told us to get together in trios or give each other to share a room. We were seven men and eight women (yes yes, We were few because it was a personalized teaching school) and the disorder and everyone was shouting and... well, to make a long story short, it was my turn share a room with the course nerd, Harold, a direct descendant of Germans who only knew how to talk about cars and engines and tractors; and with another boy whom I will nickname Klaus, grandson of Germans (you will have already noticed the school in question hehe). Klaus, like Harold, was blonde and blue-eyed, However, Klaus had straight hair and was shorter than me. Harold was a little taller than me. Klaus stood out for being a firefighter cadet, being very good for football and being quite a Nazi. My relationship with Harold was limited to help he gave me with German class. I had never dealt with Klaus a lot outside of class because he rarely got together with those in class because his firefighting activities that took up a lot of his time. You already have an idea then what my roommates would be like. The teacher gave Klaus the card (key electronics) from the room, so we took the elevator and went up to the 10th floor where the rooms that my course would occupy were located. The teacher told us I had given an hour to get ready and go down to the lobby since we would go shopping at a mall Klaus ran into the room and chose the bed near the window, I chose the one closest to the door so Harold got the one in the middle. We opened the suitcases and I quickly took out my toiletries and at the door of the bathroom I shouted they shit, I'll take a shower first!, I saw how they ran to the bathroom so I turned on the water, took off my clothes as quickly as I could and got into the shower. When I finished, I got out of the shower and began to dry off next to her, Then Klaus arrived and told me “it was time”, he undressed and went into the shower. The truth is that it had been a long time since I had seen a naked boy (in our school had not yet finished building the locker rooms and showers in the gym) but although I was curious I didn't look, I kept my eyes down and continued drying myself. I left the bathroom and back in the room I found Harold spitting from the window towards the pedestrians on the street. I found it a very cool idea so I accompanied him to do the same. What idiots! Ha ha ha. That night we came back exhausted from walking and shopping all day so we took a shower, went down to dinner at the hotel restaurant and We went back up to sleep, but not before disturbing the girls a little in their rooms and play some stupid game. Already in our room Harold warned us that he couldn't sleep with the noise of the street so he would take a pill. We all acted big and although I'm sure we were all with pajamas we went to bed only in our underwear arguing that it had been a long time that we didn't wear pajamas because they were for children haha, how ridiculous. Well, we We went to bed and within five minutes Harold was snoring. Klaus was trying talk to me from across the room but Harold's snoring They were unbearable. Klaus then told me "let's uncover it and take out the underwear and we hid them from him, he's totally sleeping like the dead' I laughed and I accepted. We approached, pulled the sheet that covered him and nothing, he didn't wake up. Then Klaus told me that it was time, to lower the zunga, I told him that It would be better for him to do it (for fear that Harold would wake up and grab me a combo), but he didn't dare either and we just turned him around so he would stop snoring. He didn't wake up either. We went back to our beds with the lights still on and while I was talking to Klaus I saw how he was touching his penis under his sheet. I asked him what he was doing and he told me he was jerking off. No I understood what he meant (I hadn't had my first handjob yet) so I pretended to be silly. He asked me if I was doing it too and I said no, without I didn't even know what the hell he was talking about. He immediately asked me back If he knew what phimosis was, I told him no and he explained to me that it was when the lining of the beak (foreskin of the penis) was very narrow (narrow) and you could not move it (retract it) to get the head (glans) out. He told me that he He had that problem when he was a kid so they decided to have him circumcised. when I was 2 years old and he explained to me that circumcision was an operation in which they cut off all or part of your foreskin to free the glans. I I was amazed, wow, that boy knew things! Then he asked me, do you want See how my beak turned out? and before answering him he lowered his sheet and gave it to me. showed. Because of the distance I obviously didn't see anything. "See?" he asked me, "yes." I responded nervously (I don't know why I was intimidated by his exhibitionism) but I didn't He believed so he told me but come see it up close and I said no no, that's how it is. Well, I turned off my light, said good night, turned over and fell asleep. Before falling asleep I regretted not having gone up to see him, but I also didn't I dared to ask him again. The next day I was packing my suitcase when Klaus He came out of the shower with a towel tied around his waist. He looked at me and dropped it. I looked at his penis. "That's how I got the circumcision," he said and Harold laughed. mockingly behind me. I nodded my head as if saying 'I see' and he I looked at him carefully again. He only had the tip of his head in the air, The rest was covered by the foreskin that had been left on him. His genitals were pink and almost hairless. I already had much more than him and it was more noticeable because they were dark (I'm white but with brown hair), not blonde like his. Once in La Serena we stayed in a maxi-room, the seven of us guys and I remember that for the first shower we had to take there we were We were in a hurry for a tour so Claudio (an idiot who I really disliked) left me. He came over and said, "Hey, Klaus and I found a vacant room with a shower." Giant, it can fit like 4 people in it, come take a shower with us,' I told him. No, I would wait for the shower in our room. Claudio got angry and He said does the lady have to hide something?!, I answered NO, but yes I wanted to see my beak, I didn't have to take myself to the shower, just ask me here. Ha, how angry he had made me. The lazy guy didn't know what to say and just made me look finger sign. When he came back from the shower we were all dressed and we started to hurry him up so he could get dressed and I noticed that he didn't want to take off his towel but Finally the pressure from the group was too much so he threw in the towel and put on his zunga He had a small penis shaped like an elephant's trunk, as if he liked it. there was leftover foreskin. I remembered Klaus's circumcised penis. Returning from that trip, one summer day in the afternoon, I went to piss in the bathroom When I finished I felt my penis begin to get hard and I saw how he was getting up. I paid attention to it and remembered that thing about “wanking off” that I Klaus had said, so I tried touching it, squeezing it with the tips of my fingers. fingers and suddenly I felt like I was peeing again and shuis! a white liquid came out. There I understood everything: I had masturbated for the first time, I had jerked off without even jerking off (running my handjob up and down). From that moment I kept doing it sporadically until I found the seesaw technique (foreskin), of the cover and uncover (glans). Do you want to share your first pajeristic experience? with me? Write to me at pajacool@hotmail.com. More stories to come.