One summer, maybe fifth or sixth grade, while visiting my grandparents they took us to a baseball game. I was always thinking to get another glove and this was the time to do it. So I bought the another glove at the souvenir stand. But not only was it too big, it turned out to be the same hand as I already had! Needless to say, I was very disappointed. The glove was too big, it didn't make my penis tickle at all, and it wasn't even for the other hand.

One morning before school, perhaps I had been wearing the glove the night before, I don't remember what happened, but I started playing down there. And then WHAM! What a mess! That was surprising, especially all that slimy stuff that came out of it. At some point I must have figured out what had happened and that's when I started collecting gloves. I found my mothers gloves. I turned them inside out and put my penis in them. I bought my own pair of women's gloves at a street stand. I told them they were a gift. He or she asked me what size. I said similar size to mine. So I somewhat reluctantly tried them on and they fit. I also bought a pair and took out the lining, made a cut under the wrist, poked holes down the sides, and strung some string through the holes so that I could make the gloves laced tight, sort of like a corset.

By eighth grade I had a number of gloves that I used to masturbate with. I also liked wrapping my penis in toilet paper so that it was tight and I didn't have to clean up a mess. The toilet paper wore off, but I was always masturbating with gloves, and I liked seeing women wearing gloves.