Who taught you to Masturbate?

Self taught at around 12 or 13, after taking a while to figure out the right technique. Wish I had a teacher, looking back.

Self taught from a young age. I knew from an early age that touching and rubbing down there felt good. Had my first dry orgasm around 10, first wet dream around 11-12. Funnily enough at around 12 and 1/2 I opened the computer one night, intent on going to ASSTR (don't know why my preferred porn back then was text based); to find that my older step-sister had left a tab open on internet explorer. That tab just so happened to be enemas4fun.com, a spur of zity here as I later discovered. That night I had my first "wet" orgasm, and looking back on it that was also the night I found out my step sister was a klismo.

Nobody taught me directly, but I did have the benefit of a school pamphlet. I was eleven, had just sprouted some pubic hair, and between what the pamphlet told me and trial and error, I figured it out, although I was temporarily disturbed by what felt like blood in the darkness of my bedroom. (It was semen, of course.) I was instantly hooked.

Unfortunately, it wasn't something to talk about or admit to doing. I remember being at school at 12 in a group of boys, and one of them was asking each boy, "can you come?" as a pun, like he was asking if you could come to a party, but also if you could ejaculate. Of course, the truthful answer for most of us was yes, but saying so would be admitting to masturbating, which we were almost certainly all doing pretty much every day. I pretended not to know what he was talking about.

So I was self taught, but I did sort of teach my brother. I think he knew what it was, but hadn't really tried it. One summer day, when he was 12 and I was almost 15, we were home alone, lying on my queen sized bed, looking at a swimsuit magazine, shirts off because of the heat. We both had obvious boners through our basketball shorts. I had my arm behind my head, mostly to keep my hands away from my dick, and he suddenly looked over and said, "hey, you've got hair under your arms." "Yeah, so?" "I hope I do soon." "I was about your age when I got mine. You've got pubes, right? And your dick looks pretty big judging from that boner." He pulled down his shorts and underwear, revealing his penis, which had some hair around the base. I pulled down my shorts, too, so we could compare. I reached down to adjust my erection, giving it a little stroke. I was so horny from looking at the magazine and from the discussion that I couldn't help myself, and started stroking lightly.

"Are you jacking off?" he asked. He put his hand around his cock and copied my motion. "Yeah," I admitted. Suddenly, even though I wasn't intending to, I passed the point of no return and came, squirting several ropes of cum onto my belly. My brother's eyes got big. "You can do that?" "You probably can, too."

He stroked faster, then his breath quickened, and he suddenly stiffened and shot out his first cum. "Wow!" he sighed, catching his breath. I handed him some tissues from the nightstand. Just then we heard our parents pull into the driveway, so we pulled up our pants and started playing video games.

That evening, I heard a knock on my door, and my brother walked in. "I'm going to bed, but I was wondering if I could, uh, borrow that magazine we were looking at earlier." I grinned at him. "So you wanna try it again by yourself?" He blushed and turned away. I handed him the magazine and told him not to get any cum on it. He smiled big and ran off to his room.

My cousin taught me. He was about 14 and I was 12 and he showed me how to do it

Learned by myself. I had enjoyed solo enemas but felt tension that needed relief. Started humping on a towel after expelling and had an orgasm. Didn't successfully orgasm from rubbing my cock for a year or two.

I found an old massage book that showed a vibrator rubbing against the male in the picture. I took my mom's electric massager out the one day and the foot/feet attachment had a cup shape that fit the end of the important parts and i was able to orgasm. Then after being on vacation that summer and the lack of access to the massager i figured out how to do it with out the massager AKA manually.....

Why would anyone need to be taught? Is there a wrong way to do it?

The neighbor boy taught me. He was 10 and I was 5. We started out just sitting with our pants pulled down. He cold hold his dick in his fist but I was so small I had to cup the tip of mine. We played many times over the years.

Why would anyone need to be taught? Is there a wrong way to do it?

Probably no wrong way, but there are often better ways of doing it that people don't think of on their own. Then, a bit of instruction helps.

And as we've read often enough, many members here started at a young age, mainly because they knew nothing about masturbation at all or were maybe raised in somewhat restrictive environments where sexual maters weren't discussed or talked about. Then you need some kind of instruction in sexual matters in general, informal or formal, whatever. But however it occurs, knowledge of sexual matters is not something you're born with, it is not instinctive, it has to be learned in some manner or another.

My body actually taught me. I was lying in my sleeping bag with an erection. It felt good when my cock rubbed against the upper wall of it. I kept doing it because it felt so good, and then it caused me to ejaculate. Didn't even really use my hand.

I discovered a cause & effect at that point. I would wrap the sleeping bag tight around me as i got into it and kept doing it. After doing it for several months, i took matters into my own hands i'd say.

Different circumstance, but same teacher as Healthy44. I was taking a bath, and had lots of time because I had the house to myself. I enjoyed washing very thoroughly "down there"; I always got hard, and had enjoyed the feelings before, but this time, there was enough leisure & freedom to keep going until the sensations began to build, suddenly rising to a crescendo of pleasure that I never knew existed. I found out that soap is not the best lubricant - leaves some irritation behind - but I'll never forget that moment of confusion and bliss that left me weak, and wondering what happened. i just knew it would happen again...and again... and again... from the time I was 12 until just a few minutes ago, over 60 years later. I have rarely missed a day.

My friend showed me how to masturbate when I was about 14 or so he was not happy because I had more cum than him

Why would anyone need to be taught? Is there a wrong way to do it?

I'm going to say yes, there are lots of wrong ways to do it.

Maybe this scene from American Dad where Stan Smith gets mugged will help people understand why being taught or getting help to learn something is nothing to be ashamed of:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icoGGAMLIEw

Crack? Can l- Can I have some crack? Just a little- Just a little crack.

- Give me your wallet.

- What? No! - Give me your wallet.

- Get off me.

- I'm not giving you my wallet.

- This is a mugging.

Help me rob this white man.

You're asking for help.

That's so pathetic.

You didn't kick.

You need to kick.

No, don't help him.

It's a crutch.

It'll make the kid weak.

No.

He needed our help, and he asked.

There is no shame in that.

Shoes are very valuable.

Never forget the shoes.

Oh, and check his pocket.

Look! Plane keys.

I did it.

Thank you, everyone.

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

You helped him and it didn't make him weaker.

It made him a better thief.

When you are taught how to do something, you save time and obtain knowledge from the experience of others. Being taught can be a one to one lesson, reading a book, seeing a video or talking to people. Learning from others saves you from having to do all the trial and error and experiencing the failures of those before you in learning a technique.

Being taught you could learn about hand grips, where to rub the most sensitive areas, to lube or not to lube, to rub the labia or massage the balls while rubbing the clit or parts of the penis. I could go on. YES, there is a lot to learn and the experience of others can make you better at it.

I learn alone by myself lol it's a natural thing.

Does anyone need to be taught, its a natural urge that is acquired from young age. Explore self and learn it feels nice.

You could figure out how to drive a race car, but you'll learn faster and have more knowledge and experience to draw from if you take lessons--which could be from a friend, sibling, book, video, conversation, etc.

There's no shame in having someone teach you something. What is shameful is doing something badly that could be done better. Yes, you can masturbate badly and I have taught guys and girls things they had not done before that increased their pleasure, made them orgasm quicker or in the case of guys, made them last a bit longer.

True, I mean you can get tips etc but I was touching long before I really knew what masturbation was, picked it up naturally I guess. Lessons might be fun though lol was that your experience if that's not to forward of a question.

Does anyone need to be taught, its a natural urge that is acquired from young age.

Almost everything we do in life is taught in some way or another, even if only by observing or (self) reading. When it comes to sex, people most especially need extra instruction and information because on their own, most of what they supposedly do/know 'instinctively' is done badly or very selfishly or is tinged by feelings of shame or guilt imposed on us by social conditioning.

Why do conservative and especially repressive (religious) regimes/groups so abhor (sex) education? Because knowledge is power and the more you know, and the faster and earlier you learn it, so much more power to you.

Certainly interesting I will have to ask wife how she learnt/ acquired the skills. If you could only give on tip on male/ female masturbation switchable what would that be??

That's well put agracier and susie. When I posted a while back about wishing for a teacher I didn't mean that in a kinky way. Growing up things weren't discussed and no older brother or cousin so being clueless about puberty and body changes was not fun. Obviously some guys got it right at a very young age. Learning you can ejaculate from all of sudden getting wet dreams, then trying but unintentionally doing what amounted to edging yourself was brutal...funny now but not back then! Maybe that was not a typical experience.

Growing up things weren't discussed and no older brother or cousin so being clueless about puberty and body changes was not fun. ...Learning you can ejaculate from all of sudden getting wet dreams...

I think i was around like 12 or 13, when i had my 1st wet dream. I remember waking up and feeling like flaky crystalline dried up material around my genitals, and going into the bathroom to wash it off. May have happened like that a few times over the next few months. Then a few months later, i would wake up with wet underwear & almost wondered if i had started to lose control of my bladder. How embarrassing it was to wake up with wet briefs. Who would I want to discuss THAT with? Haha NOBODY !

So now I'm gonna go through the next couple of years of my life at the mercy of my sex organs that will manufacture this stuff & soil me whenever they decide they're going to manufacture it. I've got no control over it, as it's happening when i'm unconscious.

And as months go on, i go from waking up surprised my undies are wet, to feeling it start to happen at the end of a dream, this feeling of stuff shooting out of me in a dramatic pulse. Who am i going to reach out to, troubled about this event that happens beyond my control? Nobody. have I become a bedwetter, a discovery by others that could leave me mocked, ridiculed, scolded, yelled at, possibly punished.

Then, as i indicated in my earlier post a few days ago, I was lying in my sleeping bag late one afternoon / early one evening. I had made the discovery that i can make this happen consciously when I'm awake. Once I made that discovery, my wet dreams stopped almost instantly. I was now in control of this adolescent body that needed to ejaculate with a certain frequency. And once I took that on, my body stopped unconsciously doing it on its own. I felt so relieved (in more ways than one) that I could take matters into my own hands, literally and figuratively.

Quite a relief. I was beginning to have nights where i would have wet dreams twice in a night. Get up in the middle of the night, gotta go downstairs to the lone bathroom in the house, wash it out, find someplace secret to dry it before putting it in the hamper. What was I gonna do if I were to run out of underwear?

When i was 10 or 11, the older brother of a friend let us watch him masturbate himself. I think he was 14 or 15 at the time. When my friend got older -- he started puberty a year before I did -- he let me watch as well.

I never had a wet dream, I guess because I knew about masturbation well before I was able to ejaculate.

I went to "Masturbating School."

I took" self exploring " course and graduated with excellent grades. 😁 😁 😁

Spankingmaster: Did you have a scholarship?

Cookie, You are so hilarious!! Actually, I wonder if a masturbating school would be something for ALL to attend?? I learned it the hard way, by sneaking around, hoping to not get caught, but always realizing that I had to keep practicing 'til I got it right!

I was born 9 years later than my 3 brothers and 3 sisters - so they were all out of the house by the time I reached 10 years old. A friend of mine who lived on a farm about a mile out of town had a few older brothers close to his age - so I'm assuming he learned from them.

One night I was staying overnight and he and I were out in our "hide out" in the barn. He asked me if I had ever "whacked off". I had no idea what he was talking about. So he explained the best he could and it wasn't long before we both had our peckers out. I remember that they were both so small that we gripped them with our fingers - kinda like you would if you were picking a grape. But that didn't stop them from getting hard as a nail - and we worked them over until they were numb!

I knew nothing - but he knew that the end goal was to ejaculate - so we just figured we weren't trying hard enough and went on for what seemed like hours before giving up. From then on, it was like a personal challenge to see who would be the first to be able to shoot some sperm. After realizing the thrill of boners, I was always playing with it or humping pillows at night thinking about it.

It took quite a while before I started having dry orgasms at first. There would only be little bit of clear liquid, and I would inspect it closely for any traces of sperm - which I only knew was suppose to be white. Then what must have been a year or two I finally had a totally different kind of orgasm and shot semen onto the wall behind me. After that I was masturbating as many times a day as I could - and then a couple more times for good measure.

Yeah Spank I went there too Masturbating 101 😁 😁 😁 😉 😜

Rain said -

Spankingmaster: Did you have a scholarship?

Yes, I got a scholarship for passing with excellent grades. That's how I am paying for my medical school 😁

Cookie, You are so hilarious!! 😃 Actually, I wonder if a masturbating school would be something for ALL to attend?? 😉 Mike.

Thank you :-)Now, you see Mike. Ya gotta give entrance test first to see how long ya can shoot! According to that they will teach ya how can you learn to shoot longer xD xD

^^^ perhaps Ms Spank graduated with an In-Turn ship. .takes regular turns 😁

Aussie, I have been doing internship for about 10 years now. Stipend is pretty good xD they pay good overtime when ya cum often 😉

Yeah Spank I went there too Masturbating 101 😁 😁 😁 😉 😜

I knew I saw you there too! Always fighting me for cu-cumbers xD

Cookie, Always willing to learn, and for certain always willing to practice, 'til I get it right. . . Alot!! 😃 Mike.

Yup that was me spank always fighting you for the cucumbers 😁 😁 😁 😉 😃 😜