AWAKENING I - Sex Stories

AWAKENING I

CHAPTER I Could Masturbation Really Be A Sin? Emma and I had known each other since we were kids. We met at Sunday School at St Paul’s Cathedral, our local church. We attended Confirmation Classes together and later joined the youth group, the Fellowship Of St George. In our early teens we were invited by the Dean, Father James McLean, to become Alter Servers, helping officiate during services. Emma was a pretty girl about five foot six with shoulder length brown hair, freckles and beautiful almond shaped brown eyes. If anything she was a little on the chubby side but I quite liked that because it seemed to emphasise her largish breasts. I’d never considered Emma anything other than a good friend because she was a year or so older than me and seemed rather prim and proper. When I turned seventeen, being a senior member of the youth group, I was invited to join Emma as a leader of the Fellowship group. Our job was to organise and co-ordinate Friday night meetings at the old church hall. We got to know one another so well over this time, I decided to confide in her, to ask her advice about something that had been troubling me for a long time. The problem began years earlier when I arrived home from school to find a booklet on the end of my bed. I guess my parents thought, having turned fourteen, it was an appropriate time for me to learn about sexuality. The booklet, called ‘The Facts Of Life - Sex Education For Boys’, only consisted of a couple of dozen pages of text and a few ...

... basic illustrations. I closed my bedroom door, sat on my bed and began flicking through the contents. It didn’t take long to realise there wasn’t much I wasn’t already aware of. I mean boys will be boys. The exception though, was a page devoted to masturbation. I was surprised to see it mentioned at all because I’d considered masturbation to be a secret thing, something done behind closed doors. It certainly wasn’t something I’d have expected to find in print. I read and re-read the chapter trying to make sense of it. And the more I read the more it unsettled me. The booklet implied masturbation was sinful and that if you indulged enough, it would become an ‘iron chain’ habit, impossible to break. It suggested it had potentially damaging consequences later in life. To say I was concerned was an understatement because I was masturbating all the time. To make matters worse, I couldn’t talk to anyone because that would have been an admission I was a serial sinner. I realised there was only one thing I could do, and that was to stop, or at the very least, to cut back. But it didn’t take long to realise the author of the booklet was right, I couldn’t stop doing it, I was addicted. Perhaps, if I hadn't been so involved with the church, I could have lived with it. But knowing I was sinning every day made life very difficult. So that’s how my journey with Emma Stevens began. One Friday night after a Fellowship meeting at our local church hall... the night I decided to ask her advice ...