Who taught you to Masturbate?

No one. No one taught me to breathe either.

When I was 12 my friend who was 11 mentioned the word "jerk off" as a verb or action. I asked him to explain what he meant and he rather reluctantly went on to explain that you would use your hand to stroke your cock till you "shot". I was very intrigued and couldn't wait till I went home later and tried it.

I'm thinking it just evolved from the time my tiny hand found my tiny penis. Things change for men but in the end we are all little boys with our hands down our pants 🥰

My mother took great interest in the development of my sexuality, including masturbation.

First I started having wet dreams and then waking up with very firm erections so one day it seemed to feel good rubbing it against my mattress and voila except I soiled my underwear. I later tried using my hands while on my back to avoid the mess, and eventually figured out how to do it and that was the end of the mattress humping.

I found out by myself. I don't remember when, i think as i was 12 or 13

I found out from hearing from friends and trying it for myself after school. Anytime I knew my parents weren’t going to be home when I got home from school I would go to our back bathroom since it had a lock on it and would go in there and try what I heard my friends say at school it took me a few tries before I was able to successfully cum.

I discovered it alone at about 11 or 12 - rubbing through my pajamas

My teddy bear

@Amy93 That was a very lucky bear

The guys at school talked about it at about the age of 11 or 12.

I also learned more about it a year or two later when I read the book Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Sex But Were Afraid to Ask.

After that, I was self-taught and got a lot of on-the-job experience.

The more I did it, the more I liked it. The more I liked it, the more I did it. And the rest is history.

Basically I am self taught. It seems to be so natural that not much brainpower was needed. Today, I read something neat from the other replies and that is getting off in a pools jet spray. Doh.

I think I was 7 or 8 when I straddled the nob on my bed post. It was kinda accidental but I started to slowly rub on it harder and harder. It was the first time I had an orgasm but I wasn’t quite sure it was that was happening to me.

All I knew was it felt great and a sticky fluid escaped my lips. Little bit scary to be honest.

Safe to say I did try it again and really liked it but the thought of getting caught scared me off.

Self discovery while doing an enema! This led to a lifetime of pleasure until cancer at 70, but now cancer free at 87, but radiation spoiled my sex life for the most part.

Self taught was when I was giving myself an enema at ~9, the rest is history.

I learned how to masturbate on my own when I was 5 or 6 years old. At age 10, I started having my first orgasms without ejaculating, and I had my first ejaculation at 11. As a teenager, I used to masturbate with friends and cousins, and I was the one who taught them how to do it. Later, some older friends taught me how to edge, and around the age of 28 or 29, I began to dive deeper into how to enhance my masturbation experience.

I played with myself a lot but did not know about what steady stroking would do. Finally read a description in an enema porn magazine my older brother had and the light bulb went off over my head. Had dry orgasms for months before finally started to produce fluids as I matured.

I'm self-taught - I had my first orgasm at age 12, the first time I masturbated. I was just rubbing because it felt so good! I didn't know something so wonderful would happen!

The year before, a friend at school had told me how good it felt when he pulled his underwear away from his body and drew the fabric back and forth across the tip of his penis. After he told me that, we tried It together, briefly, at recess one day. We must've both had erections, else how would it work, and I guess you could call that masturbation. But it was just for a second, wasn't something either of us dwelled on afterward, and it didn't lead me to later self-discovery.