I was born with a foreskin, and I loved my foreskin. I would play with it and fondle it, and it was my best friend. Unfortunately, because my dad was circumcised, he did not teach me the importance of cleaning the inside while I showered. I was at my grandmothers taking a bath, and felt a stinging sensation in my penis. We went to the doctor's office when we got back to town, and he said I needed to schedule a CIRCUMCISION! So I went in, had it done, and then the nurse came in to check it out.
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Mission impossible
I am past 70 now, but I shall never forget the time of my adolescence with its confusion, frustration, and pain — all of which were related to sexuality, a total lack of understanding about the changes taking place in my body, and specifically, masturbation. I grew up in a Christian home where sex seemed to be a dirty word. Actually, I never heard it discussed at all, and I suppose the silence was what conveyed the idea that the subject was something to be avoided. There was absolutely no sex education at all.
Desert wadi
I don't know at what age I discovered that my penis had some possibilities beyond peeing. But by the time I was 9 or 10, I became acutely conscious of it growing stiff, and that it felt good when it did. Part of that growing awareness combined with an increasing love of nudity. That of course met with disapproval, and I began having private nudity and fondling sessions with myself by the time I was 9 or 10.
Plateau of ecstacy
It has been a real pleasure for me to read many of the stories on JackinWorld where guys like me have recalled the joys of masturbation from pre-puberty to the present. My story is and has been filled with satisfying memories of masturbation.
Ottoman by the hearth
Hi! Female here. Heaven knows how I happened to run into JackinWorld, but I did. I found it most interesting, and sound in judgment and fact. Because you take the subject seriously, I thought I would spend a few minutes and pass along some of my experiences with boyfriends who enjoy my hands on them.
Reciprocating device
My wife and I are in our mid 60s, with two lovely daughters in their mid 30s, and have a long history of masturbation to relate. Masturbation — and my penis in particular — has played a major part in my life, from a very early age.
Skinemax
Growing up in a Baptist family in the Midwest was not the easiest way to learn about sex. Fortunately, it was at a time when the media was progressing just fast enough to make sure that a clever kid would get a chance to peek at a pair of breasts on cable now and then if he was sneaky enough. No matter how my parents tried, I was going to figure out what this sex stuff was all about.
Wrestling
I'm a 25-year-old average guy. I have been masturbating for more than half my life (can it be that long?). I'm still a virgin, believe it or not, and plan on staying that way until I'm married. I would say I'm mostly straight, although I enjoy looking at other men. I'm fascinated by the human body — male and female — and can spend hours looking at it. I enjoy spending time naked, especially in the presence of someone else if they don't mind. I love skinny-dipping and tanning in the nude.
The cleanest thing
Masturbation first entered my world when I was 11. Before this, I had never really experienced anything of this sort. When I was little, I had a few touchy-touch experiences with friends here and there, but that was pretty much it. As I got older I heard about masturbation from some friends who were in the 8th grade. They would talk about it when I was around, but I never really understood what they truly meant. But as time went by and I got older, I eventually discovered what my friends were talking about this whole time.
Man in the mirror
I remember having sexual feelings and getting erections as a young boy. I watched animals copulating on the farm and was normally curious about sex. My first sex-play experience happened when I was 9 or 10. A guy my age from school stayed overnight and we shared the same bed in my room. He started talking about his penis and pulled down his pajamas to show me how it was bent to one side and how he wanted to straighten it. He wanted to see mine to compare, so I took it out. It seemed smaller, though average, and I was curious about his, too.