Masturbation has been a part of my life since I was pretty young. I haven't always referred to it as masturbating, but I've been doing it since I was in second grade. I remember my mother buying me a book on how babies were made when I was about 8. She bought it for me because I saw a naked girl on TV and was very curious and excited. It was the first time I remember becoming erect. I didn't realize sex, or my penis for that matter, had anything to do with this naked girl, but I guess my mother wanted to give me all the facts straight out. The book explained how it all worked, and it had illustrations, which only fueled my curiosity more, so I decided to try having sex with one of my stuffed animals. It was one of the greatest feelings I can remember. This soon became one of my favorite pastimes. I just humped the stuffed animal and enjoyed myself, making sure not to get caught by my parents. Something told me what I was doing was "dirty," because I wasn't supposed to see naked people on TV. I did show some of my friends, however, and they, too, thought it was a neat trick. I continued this until puberty came along.
I started getting pubic hair when I was 9 or 10, and my mother quickly bought me a book explaining the changes going on in my body. Neither parent ever talked to me about sex — I just got reading material. One evening a friend was spending the night, and I showed him the book, and I told him I had pubic hair. He wanted to see, because he didn't have any yet. I gladly showed him. We also humped the stuffed animals in my room. This same friend a year later taught me about masturbating with my hand instead of my stuffed toys. It was the day before I turned 12. Once again at a sleepover we got to talking about girls; he suddenly pulled out his penis, which was hard and had hair, and started pulling on it. I pulled out mine, too, and he was impressed by its size. I asked him to show me what he was doing, so he reached down and began stroking my penis. It was amazing. He kept going while I just lay there, and so I started to feel that familiar sensation I only called "that good feeling": the onset of orgasm. It was more intense that time, though. A moment later a small amount of white fluid came out of my penis. We were both impressed, and I wasn't afraid, because I knew what was happening. Before long I was ejaculating much larger amounts, for much longer distances. The same friend and I continued to masturbate each other until I moved away that summer.
In my new home I still masturbated all the time, and I found two friends to share my pleasures with. I never felt guilty about doing it by myself, but when another guy was involved I started to feel real guilt. My parents were recently divorced and my father, with whom I lived, had suddenly become very religious. He never forced anything on me, but I decided to go to church with him. I just felt like what I was doing was wrong. I gave up masturbating with friends for a few months.
The summer before I went into 8th grade, one of my church friends was spending the night. Being typical guys, talk quickly went to girls, and then to sex. He asked me if I ever masturbated. I admitted to it, and this became our new topic. It was quite obvious that we both had erections. He asked if we could masturbate together, and I quickly agreed. Before I knew it we were masturbating each other, and then he asked to give me oral sex. I was hesitant. I just thought it was probably wrong, but I was very curious. I agreed. I asked to ejaculate in his mouth, and he let me. I returned the favor to him, but after that, things were just weird between us. We never messed around again.
In high school my times masturbating with other guys became more and more a rare thing. I was dating a lot of girls, and I lost my virginity to an older girl my freshman year. I still enjoyed my masturbation sessions with my guy friends, but oral sex with a guy never came about again. I began to enjoy my private masturbation sessions more and more, though.
Now at age 23, I'm in a relationship and attend college in Mississippi. I'm studying to be a therapist. I just ended a two-year relationship with a girl; we had a very healthy sex life. I have always masturbated, and always will, I think. It's very healthy, and it's also a safe release. I don't regret any of my experiences with men or women. My roommate and I masturbate in the same room, and we have also masturbated each other a few times. We're very open with each other. I no longer feel guilt about these things, although I still attend church. I hope in the next few years I meet someone that I'll marry and start a family with, and I'll teach my kids about masturbation, and be more open with them than my parents were with me.
Remember, do what makes you comfortable. I hope my experiences will help some people feel more comfortable with their personal time.
Do you find yourself masturbating more often during some seasons than others? Why?
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