My earliest sexual memories were when I was 3. I recall sitting under the clothesline stoop fondling myself. Some time after that recollection, another boy and I were exposing ourselves to a girl. Then we came up with the idea to put each other's penises in our mouths. What a novel idea for two 3-year-olds. I didn't last long, as his tasted oily, but he didn't seem to have a problem sucking on mine. However, the girl told her mother of what had happened, and she in turn told my mother in front of me. I was so distressed — but my mom never scolded or punished me. What a great mom.
It wasn't until I was about 6 that I began the show-and-tell thing again with several neighborhood kids, both guys and girls. One of the games we played was that if you got caught by the "alligator," you had to suck on his penis. Strange, but the girls never got to be alligators. One time at the same friend's house, he and his two sisters were having a bath together as I sat and chatted. After drying off, he took a piss — as he did so he moved his foreskin back away from his penis head. I was amazed and asked him if this retraction happened automatically when he peed. I don't recall his answer, but foreskin has always fascinated me, as I was cut.
I even tried to get a 12-year-old female babysitter to fondle me. No way — she only wanted to see it. I was so disappointed.
I loved the sensations I could give myself through my touch, and even more so, the touch of others. As I recall the events of this early age, it amazes me at how sexually active I was. Not many that I have talked with were so promiscuous at that age. I too had a cousin, a few years older than I, who was always interested in mutual masturbation. We would indulge every chance we got.
At age 9 we moved to Calgary, and it was a year or so before I had some new friends to fool around with. As I had the largest penis, they were all interested in seeing and touching it. That made me feel special. I was given the nickname "Nobb." At age 12 a friend spent the night, and after fooling around, we noticed I had produced a drop of "pre-cum." Wow, this was something — I was entering puberty. I also noticed that my testicles were larger than any of my friends'. Yet I was still unable to have an orgasm, though it wasn't for lack of trying.
I am uncertain of the order of the next two events . The first happened during a bike trip by myself, when I wiped out on some gravel and came down on the bike's crossbar. Man, that hurt. Later that night in the bathtub I noticed that my testicles felt like vermicelli (thin spaghetti). I thought for sure they were ruptured from the bike incident. Scary stuff for a 13-year-old. I was afraid to tell anyone. Yet a day later they were firm again, and I forgot all about the incident. The second event happened when I was in the basement and noticed I had an erection. I then started stroking my erection and suddenly felt a strange tingling, fainting feeling and stopped, as I was a little scared of these new feelings. I then headed to the bathroom for some privacy and proceeded to masturbate to my first orgasm. Wow, what a rush! I was hooked and became a daily wanker.
Of course I had to show my friends I could produce semen, and they were all amazed. Sometime later one of my friends showed me that his penis had grown to 6", and he allowed me to fondle him. He too could have an orgasm. Strangely enough, his testicles felt like vermicelli and this fascinated me. To this day I have not been able to find any information about this and have only been able to find one other individual who recalls it happening. I would really like to know of others who have experienced this transformation, to better know what it is all about. It makes me realize how little we really know about puberty and the male equipment. Hell, everything I have ever read says the first sign of puberty is pubic hair, when really the first sign is the increased size of the testicles.
As time progressed (age 14 to 15) I started to experiment with masturbation — namely, using lubricants and — most important — slow, prolonged sessions. I recall having some new very strange feelings. I was able to reach a plateau for several minutes just prior to ejaculation, in which I almost felt like I was floating. My whole body seemed so relaxed yet in a heightened state, and then all of a sudden I would have the best of orgasms. Sadly, I lost the ability to enter this state in later years. Another strange sensation I also recall is the feeling like bubbles were passing through my urethra in the root of my penis. Man, did I have fun!
During my mid to late teens I had only one other person to masturbate with, my cousin. It wasn't until my late 20s that a young Danish friend and I would masturbate together. We had some intense sessions, and I so enjoyed his foreskin. It wasn't long before I was trying to come up with ways to stretch enough skin from my penis shaft in order to cover my glans. It took about 4 years, but I was successful and discovered several new sensations and techniques. I felt like a teenager again in my joy of masturbation.
In my 30s I tried such things as PC-muscle and penis-milking exercises, testicle massage, and testicle-elevation exercises. All helped me maintain a strong erection and again experience new sensations during masturbation. What a rush it is to feel your cremaster muscles pull your testicles tight against your body.
I'm now in my 40s. An ex-girlfriend convinced me to remove the pubic hair on my scrotum and around the base of my penis through laser hair removal. Again, this has been a new experience in masturbation. All this makes me wonder what new experiences await me in my 50s. Masturbation has become a lifelong enjoyable pastime, and I hope it will never end.
Do you find yourself masturbating more often during some seasons than others? Why?
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