As a youth my penis was something I used to pee out of. Yes, there were times, especially when taking a bath, when I would look at and play with it. While taking the bath I found that I could make it move by using what I now believe was my PC muscle. No big deal.
Answer this question | Suggest a question
puberty
Under a poncho
Third cabin
I didn't discover masturbation until after puberty. Fortunately, puberty came early, when I was 11 years old. For a few months, I had erections but didn't know why. My stiff penis itched and tingled, but I didn't know what to do about it. In the privacy of my bedroom I would admire it and bat it from side to side. Somehow, I knew that this was something normal and enjoyed it. My father had discussed sex with me in a conversation so abstract that I didn't really understand anything. His closest description of sex was that men "had contact" with women.
Mental masturbation
My masturbation story begins at about age 12. My parents were at work and I was all alone. I began to play with myself. I was just entering puberty, and the hormones were really flowing. I tried imagining what it would feel like to have oral sex. I then spit on my then-5-inch penis and began to rub up and down. It felt wonderful. I then felt like I had to pee, only it felt better. My hips started to buck and my head started to spin. I had my first orgasm and ejaculation. I've been hooked ever since.
Lose fluid from the brain
The first time that I recall masturbating was when I was about 4 years old. We were visiting with friends and I was sent upstairs to take a bath since it was nearly bedtime. I finished my bath and let the water run out. I noticed that I had an erection, which meant nothing to me at the time. But I put my hand on it and liked the sensation. I am uncircumcised, so I started examining my foreskin. I discovered it felt good when I pulled it back, so I started moving it back and forth. I guess I must have been so caught up in the moment and the pleasure that I kept on doing it for a long time.
Increasingly accessible
Though as a young boy I was unaware of the name for masturbation, or even the fact that it was sexual, I engaged in it privately from my earliest memories. At that age I was unable to ejaculate, but I nevertheless enjoyed the pleasure induced by orgasm.
Spinal muscular atrophy
I've long wanted to talk about masturbating. The problem is that in my society (South Africa), it's regarded as either childish or perverse (or both!). Only two people I know have admitted that they enjoy this activity, and even they tend to shrug it off as something to do between sexual encounters. Now, we know that masturbation is something quite different to sexual intercourse.
Dicky parties
My first sexual experience was, believe it or not, in kindergarten during nap time. A little classmate by the name of Joey used to sleep next to me on a separate mat. Well, on this particular day I failed to fall into the usual slumber and opened my eyes to see Joey playing "innocently" with what I referred to at the time as his peepee. I raised my hand and told the teacher that Joey was not asleep. She told me I wasn't asleep, either, and sent both of us to the time-out closet. Needless to say, Joey and I got bored in the dark closet.
Stuffed animal
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.
Radiated like sunbeams
I've been aware of the pleasures of my penis for as long as I can remember. One vivid memory is that of my mother getting after me for playing with it during my baths as a small child. For my mother it became such an issue that she went so far as to take me to the doctor because of the chronic habit. Of course, he found nothing abnormal. I was embarrassed, but I let nothing deter me. At night I continued playing with my penis away from my mother's watchful eyes. At such a young age, I knew nothing of orgasm or ejaculation; all I knew was that it felt good to rub my penis.
Yearning in my loins
Me, my life, and my masturbation habits: This is the story of my life, or at least my life that started around the time I was 12 years old. Changes began to occur that would ultimately alter the way I would live for the rest of my days. Fantasizing, feelings about girls, and the yearning in my loins started to take complete control of my groin, and all the while during this change, I worried none. I realized I was starting to finally become a man.