My name is Asa Butterfield.

And I am a prepubescent boy with pubes and angst.

I got home from school, my pack loaded with work from all of my instructors. My first reaction was to retreat to the computer to begin typing my essay on the French & Indian War.

Once I logged on to Google, my fingers flew across the keys as I typed "French indian war" in the search bar. I had dilly dallied much too long, and it was time to get to work.

As my icy blue eyes scanned the contents of the Google results, I casually flicked my void black hair to the side. I was nearly at page 2 of the results, when something caught my eye.

"Hot French babe and Indian petite have hot sex war"

"Wha-" I uttered. Did this have anything to do with my report? I needed as much information as I could find, so I clicked on it, regardless of the fact that I had no idea what a "sex war" was.

A video stretched across my screen.

I almost averted my eyes as the first scene was two girls, their tongues wrestling for dominance. The next thing I knew was they began stroking each other's backs and finally they were completely naked.

I knew my mom had told me this was inappropriate for my eyes. However, the video made me curious, oh so curious. So that's what a naked woman looks like. I had only ever seen my mom once, and that was on accident. I walked in on her defecating. I was six. You can't blame me.

The two girls in the video's hands roamed all over each others body, squeezing at the ass and stroking their pee-pees. I shouldn't be watching this. However, something began to spark deep inside my penis, and right before my eyes, it grew and was soon erect.

I nearly had a panic attack. What was happening to my penis? This had never happened before!

Almost instinctively, my hands shot to my pants and soon they were off. Gripping my young member in my hands, I slid my hand up it's shaft.

It was amazing. Heaven, really. I had never, ever felt pleasure like that before. Chills shot up my spine and I had to cover my mouth to stop me from moaning loudly.

The pleasure began to build up and up and slowly crawled its way up my rod. Much to my shock, a creamy white texture shot up, spilling all over my legs.

I was scared; was this natural? But it didn't matter. Pleasuring myself was amazing, and I will definitely try it again.

I just hope my fans never find out.