pornbloglurker:

Whenever I see a tight cut on a young boy I think about how recently his dick will have assumed its final form.

I discovered masturbation when I was 11 however I was still uncut back then, I learned how to slide the skin up and down to cause pleasure.

Maybe it was the same for this young guy, he slid his remaining skin back and forth over his smaller penis and it felt good.

Then puberty kicks in, his penis is commanded to grow, to become longer and thicker but the skin never receives this command. The foreskin is designed to accommodate the penis as it grows but this was cut away.

A few months pass, by now the penis has grown half of an inch but when masturbating he notices something “Didn’t I used to be able to reach the head with my skin”. He’d think about it more but his orgasm is more important.

And so it goes for several years, the boy is 16 now. His penis has grown from its original 4" erect at the start of puberty to a now respectable 7". However the skin is still the same as it was when the doctor placed an artificial limit on it 16 years ago.

Now when he gets erect there is only a cm left of movement, as his penis grew it was methodically losing skin mobility, only thinking about it occasionally.

He is now near the end of the growing stage before his body begins the final stages of puberty. One morning he wakes up and starts to feel himself getting an erection.

But somethings not right, suddenly he’s feeling a pulling sensation on his penis, as he gets harder and harder the feeling gets stronger like tensing a muscle.

Once at full mast he ponders this new feeling, it was a little scary and weird at first but the throbbing feeling of tension turns him on slightly.

The moment of truth, he reaches down to grip his dick to masturbate as usual… And nothing happens. He tries to tug but there is no give in the shaft, it won’t move “Fuck what’s wrong, its never done this before”.

He tries and tries but it’s not use, he hit his last growth spurt. In the night his penis grew an extra half inch but with it the last of his skin mobility was stretched out of existence.

He started to panic, he couldn’t jerk off, was this going to be it for the rest of his life. Then he remembered something, a gift he had received on his 16th birthday. He opened his bedside table to find it still there unopened.

On the note it read: “When life feels tight and it isn’t moving anywhere, open me”. Maybe it was a metaphor but certainly one part of his life was feeling tight and unmoving right now.

He opened the wrapping to find an extra large bottle of lube with a note on it.

“You will need me from now on”