I was exposed to masturbation at a very young age. I started doing it when I was 8, but back then I had no idea what I was doing. I just remember humping the couch and having this incredible feeling come over me every time I did it. I didn't know what it was called; I just referred to it as "the penis game." My religious parents would sometimes catch me doing it and warned me against it, not because they thought it was immoral, but because they thought I was too young to be exposed to sex.
I have had a larger-than-average penis all my life. This factor contributed greatly to my starting to masturbate. I was obsessed with penises, from the 6th grade on, I found they could "get big." This amazing quality was mind-boggling to me. I had a lot of friends, and during that time we had a lot of sleepovers. As most boys this age, we were just learning about sex and what our penises actually did. I began my masturbation career at one of these sleepovers. A group of my friends, 10 of us, were talking about girls and how sometimes when we thought of them, our penises became larger.
My masturbation career has been short, so far at least, but it has been very, very good. I guess there's just something about masturbation that once you start you can't stop, and no matter how many times you do it, it still feels good.
Hi, readers. This is the story of my life so far (or as much as I can remember anyway), so laugh, cry, whatever — just don't degrade it.
I'm a 17-year-old male, and I've been masturbating since I was 13 years old. I do very well in school — I get straight A's and B's. We live in a small town in southern British Columbia, Canada. My parents are cool. I have awesome parents now. However, it wasn't always that way.
I've always been a person who thinks too much and concentrates too hard. This can become vexing, because you can never relax. I would build up huge amounts of stress. Seeing as I was the oldest of three brothers and had only an older sister, I had no way of stumbling across pornography or talking to a sibling about masturbation.
I remember the first time I discovered masturbation. I was 11 or 12. I remember lying on the floor doing my spelling homework, and for some odd reason or another, I just started to rub my penis on the floor. It started to feel really good, so I continued doing it. Then suddenly, this explosive feeling swept over me from my head all the way down to my toes. It felt great — like nothing I had ever felt before.
Although I am only 14, I pride myself in my long and fruitful masturbation life. I first discovered masturbation when I was only 10. Bracing my penis on my stomach, I used to do it by taking my index and middle finger and rubbing vigorously until I orgasmed. (Of course, nothing came out.) When I discovered the cool feeling that resulted, I rushed to tell all my friends how to do it. They went home and tried it, and all came back to 4th grade thanking me deeply. In 4th grade, I kept up the habit a solid 3 times a day.
I first found out about masturbation when I was 10 or 11. I was in the shower and I had an erection. I sat on the floor of the shower and just started to rub my penis. After about 15 minutes I started to experience a feeling I had never had before. It got stronger and stronger as the seconds went by. I was getting nervous about what was happening, but it felt too good to stop. All of a sudden a huge wad of white goo spurted all over. I had no idea what it was or what I had just done. I thought I had done something wrong or harmful to myself. I felt like a pervert.
Hello fellow masturbators. My name is Jason, and I live in the Bible Belt of the South. I first started masturbating when I was 13 and didn't understand what was happening. Sex isn't something my family mentions, much less rubbing your own penis. I'd had a good day at school, so after I took my shower that night, I lay down on the bed and started rubbing a pillow across my penis. I had been having erections for some time, but nothing like I was about to feel. I suddenly ejaculated and thought I had done something horrible and that I was about to die.