First hard-on i remember happened when i was really little, like 5 or 6. I got out of the shower and my mom and dad were in the bathroom. My dad asked me what I was so excited about, and my mom laughed. I was to young to understand but I remembered it years later and laughed my ass off.

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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.