Who taught you to Masturbate?

Nobody really taught me, although before I had my first orgasm I'd been exposed to a story in an adult magazine I stumbled upon, and remembered the phrase "red hot cum." Taking the phrase at face value I imagined that cum resembled some kind of hot sauce.

I discovered masturbation on my own around that time, but I had no idea what the normal method was. I started out by rubbing the head of my cock against the sheets in bed while reading comic books. It felt pretty good, even though it made me a bit sore. One night, after the lights were out, I kept going as the pleasure built and I had my first orgasm. The sensation was like nothing I'd ever experienced, and I ended up with cum all over my pajamas. In a panic, I ran for the bathroom and cleaned up (noting that my cum was not red, but whitish). I felt a wave of guilt, and vowed I'd never do that again.

Of course that solemn vow didn't last for even 24 hours... 😉 I kept up my rubbing method until I was raw and began to bleed. My mother asked me about it when she changed my sheets, and I just made up something about picking a scab. I'm not sure she bought it, but no more was said. Soon after that, I figured out the universal stroking method and - voila, no more sore penis!

A girl cousin and I were in the outhouse doing the “I’ll show you mine if you’ll show me yours “ thing and I started pulling on it back and forth. Had a dry orgasm as I was 9 or so. Scared me to death as I didn’t know what was happening. The next day I thought I made might do it again and see what happens. Been doing it ever since. I liked them when they were still dry as there was no mess.

I kind of liked it better when it was dry too. No mess and you could do it in your pants while trying not to be noticed.

Isn't it funny how parents try so hard to keep us ignorant of what the opposite sex looks like yet it seems most of us were learning anyway? Kids don't seem to feel there is anything wrong with seeing each other or even touching. Being embarrassed must be a grown up thing, eh?

I heard about it from schoolmate boy talk. One night I was in the bath tub and started rubbing, not rough or hard, but of course back then as a teenager you didn't have to and could get an erection without even trying (tried to hide many), and suddenly those incredible contractions. I actually thought I had hurt myself--really--although I soon knew I wanted to do it again. Then I had to change the bath water.

It was just myself. My classmates tried to jockingly ask if I jacked off, but I had no idea what were they talking about. Times of coming into puberty were without easy access to the internet.

So one day I found out this process quite enjoyable. I am not sure if it is so obvious to start masturbation without any acknowledgement.

I wonder if monkeys teach each other or do they figure it out for themselves? They seem to know how to do it anyway, much to the dismay of naive mothers dragging their kids around the zoo.

My best friend "Dicky" (it's true) invited me over for a sleepover. He was 7, I was 8. His mom had us take a shower together (bet mom's don't do that anymore), and my buddy had plans that we should finger fuck each other. Loved it right away. Also we, nipple sucked, nasty talk, and other stuff. We played all night long in bed and I did not want to go home in the morning! After that we were sex buddies. not really knowing what that meant, just that we shared this secret life. Eventually he showed me jo but we could only jack ourselves, not each other. Not sure where that came from, prob something his mom warned about. So eventually by age 10 one was jacking himself off while the other finger fucked (we found our prostates by exploration) and sucked on this nipples. This caused the lucky one to bounce around in xtc like a fish out of water, not really knowing what was happening. Then we traded spots. What a wonderful way to start. Unfortunately, my mom intuited SOMETHING was happening and cut off the friendship, much to my sorrow and shock, but I knew that She knew. Later I realized she was homophobic, something that, ironically, drove my to look out for other lil boys. And I found them. Hehehehe

A schoolmate in junior high. I am forgiven grateful.

Isn't it funny how parents try so hard to keep us ignorant of what the opposite sex looks like yet it seems most of us were learning anyway?

Parental amnesia. Also called general hypocrisy. As if they too didn't go through the same phases when they were young: discovering about sex and exploring and learning to masturbate.

That was something that I absolutely loathed about many older people when I was young and a teenager. The way many older folk liked to moralise and pretend they were such goody-goodies when our age. They may have been older and in a position to wield power over us, but they didn't fool me, the two-bit liars ...

My boy scout leader.

He was a bit older, maybe 15-16 years old, and on a calm night during camping he started to talk dirty, stood up in the middle of the tent, lowered his pants and while holding his penis on his hand, said:

"Look how my balls are hairy!"

(Yes, they were quite hairy, and big)

He gets some jokes and comments from other guys, lays down in the middle of the tent, grabs and puts on a condom, covers himself with a blanket and start masturbating. While doing it he said that sometimes he would get out of the bathroom completely sweaty, and when his mother approached him he simply said that the day was hot. After telling this he got quiet, the fapping sound was only broke by his increasing moaning and groaning.

Even not looking, we all knew when he finished...

When I returned home after camping, I tried myself.

PS. Some years later, more than ten actually, I saw him in my polling place. Before I could even greet him, he simply got out of my way as quickly as he could.

A neighbor girl of about 14 or so who was baby sitting my two very young brothers. I was about 11 and she asked me if she could watch me. I told her that I didn't know how so she showed me. What a revelation! ! She came over every two weeks while parents to bridge game. What a summer that was!

Why did she ask to watch you if you didn't know how to do it?

Sounds strange.

She said that she thought all boys did it all the time. I guess I was just a late bloomer but I caught on fast.

She said that she thought all boys did it all the time. I guess I was just a late bloomer but I caught on fast.

If anyone had asked me at 11, I wouldn't even have known what they were talking about. I don't think I even knew the word masturbation then, let alone the concept. I remember some grown-ups saying or hinting at things that I found vaguely smutty or impolite, but I never knew what they were on about exactly. I was much too much of a goody-goody.

I know I certainly had sexual feelings at that age cause I would get erections on many occasions, often when reading/looking at books that contained images with nudity or about medicine.

But I never had an inkling about masturbation until around 15. So, I guess that you were lucky to have had someone to instruct/illuminate you at that age. Wish I had had someone like that too.

But I never had an inkling about masturbation until around 15. So, I guess that you were lucky to have had someone to instruct/illuminate you at that age. Wish I had had someone like that too.

So do I, as I might have grown up a healthier-minded adolescent!! Mind you, I was already inclined to gay thoughts by age 15, I'm pretty sure, or at least without much interest in girls yet because a succession of childhood illnesses had shielded me from socialising. I shan't go into that here (unless someone asks me). But in another way I may have been a bit precocious, if again not in a 'normal' fashion. While I didn't masturbate in the conventional way, i.e., manually, and had never been shown how, I had self-taught myself an equivalent 'method' from the start of puberty, if not before. I would lie face-down in bed and have sexual fantasies while allowing my young penis to ride up and down as I moved my body. As I've posted here before, this 'frottage' way of masturbating was efficient enough - and all my own work (literally)!

- Ken

On a visit to my older cousin by one year, I was about 13 at the time, he was all excited about this new "thing" he learned about. He called it "jacking off" and once he explained how to do it and what to expect, one bathroom in our house was almost always "in use" while I explored this fascinating new sensation...much to the frustration of my parents. Thanks cuz'. 😄

Seems like I always knew how. There was an older boy that rode the school bus with me. He was always telling me stories about what he had been doing with his girl friend, probably lies to impress.

I would head straight to my room, drop my pants and underwear and start abusing that little hairless thing.

At that age, they were dry orgasms so I just kept on rubbing. Sometimes so long and hard it got a blister on it. I would always say to myself I am not going to do it again. Never lasted 24 hours and I would be back at it.

Still do it but not so often anymore, never quit through 2 marriages, sometime the wife's would help and sometimes on my own.

One of them even showed me how she used a ball point when she was a teenager.

My boy scout leader.

Sounds like the boy scouts have indeed come a long way since their beginnings.

And it will really be better now with girls on board. Think I'll sign up again.

Part 2

As in an earlier post, I learned to masturbate with my friend "Dicky" (for real). We did not really know what we were doing, just that it felt really good and it was nasty. By 10 we were dry cuming by helping each other with prostate fingering and nipple suck, making eachother bounce around like a fish out of water.

After that ended (my mom figured out that SOMETHING was going on) and ended that friendship. It only took me a few months to establish a friendship with Danny, tall both just turning 12. He took me to is parents car in the garage and pulled out his long skinny penis and asked me to pull mine out too. Well, he reached over and started working mine, and I had never felt another boy's hand on my penis. So, in about 30 seconds I thought I needed to pee (you know that feeling, guys) and jumped out of the car squirting everywhere, totally freaked out. He calmed me down and gave me a quick sex ed lesson. I went home and masturbated maybe 5-6 times (remember that, guys?) till it was so sore the only way to make it feel better was t masturbate again. I was sooo excited to discover my new toy. Danny and I became sex buddies next day. If anyone is interested in hearing more, contact me, please. And I hope you have some similar stories.

Self taught unfortunately! I read all these stories of guys jacking off with their best friends, that would just never have occurred to me . Suppose I may have been nieve. Nakedness was not the norm in my family. Virtually the only time Naked was having a bath . Getting changed was done very quickly designed not to expose bottom or penis for any time at all. I thought everyone was like that. I started masturbating at 13.

I had seen pics where guys were humping woman so I knew there was something in the thrusting motion. I had had erections and feelings , so it was one summer holiday in house alone dropped the trousers and my white y fronts , still around my ankles in case anyone came in . It was unlikely that someone was around but it felt so daring considering what I was saying about family nudity . I lay across the bed and just humped it to see if it was enjoyable . It was! I think initially it was the thought of my bare bottom bouncing up and down that did it , although of course I was imagining who might be beneath me . At the end I did ejaculate , although I didn’t know what it was called then! Small amounts of liquid came out . Latterly as I developed there was an explosion of cum . Always wiped it off covers but it left a small stiff part in the cloth . I often wonder if my mum knew about it and what it was. It was only a while later I realised I could get the same effect by rubbing my penis with my hand . Thereafter wanking in the bathroom became the norm .

There was never any sex eduction. Parents never talked about it. From memory in school it was about worms or something, not exactly useful!

Neighborhood kid from across my street. I was 12 he was 14.

Masturbation as a kid.

Funny that our familys' not talking about it only aroused interest leading to obsession, thinking avoiding it would make it go away. My mom hid her pussy and nipples if she was caught coming out of the bath, so I thought that was what we were supposed to do. One day when about 5-6 my mom was laying out clothes for me and I tucked my lil boy generals between my legs, probably covered my nipples too!!. Totally freaked her out, raising her voice in panic, "who taught you to do that!" I was so overcome with guilt and fear I did not have the presence of mind to say "you did!" She had a cousin who was gay who seems to be the family outcast, and deep down she was probably afraid I would turn out like him, looking for clues. Her fears only pointed me in that direction (though I DID have the propensity anyway). The Puritans are still with us.

After a wet dream or two I would rub my cock on my left thigh. I swear, that's why I curve slightly to the left. I was showing my friend and he set me straight. He was 2 years older and demonstrated the proper way to jerk off. We often did it together and to each other.

A schoolmate introduced me to the fine art in sixth grade and also introduced me to porn magazines

I discovered it on my own. Had the idea of humping my mattress when i was 14, when it resulted in an orgasm i thought i was wetting the bed and got up and ran to the bathroom and discovered what came out was not urine. i started masturbating anally before i discovered what my penis could do. probably around age 8, though i didn't get really creative till i was a teen.

Born sexed male. My mom taught me to masturbate at 6-7.

I first masturbated at 18 - i was always told it was a sin. but got to college and didn't want to have wet dreams with my roommate so started then.

I first masturbated at 18 - i was always told it was a sin. but got to college and didn't want to have wet dreams with my roommate so started then.

That's fascinating! I cannot imagine how difficult it must have been to hold off for all those early teen years.

I remember we talked about it in school - I was around 10 or 11 and one night shortly after I tried it. And I remember being scared because I did not know what that stuff coming out of my penis was. Yet it felt so encredible wonderful. So I kept going - and still do 😃

I went to study in a boarding school. We slept in rooms of four. It was for me the first year in this school, I was 16.

The first night, I did not know what attitude to take to undress. Should I hide to do it? Or leave my underpants to sleep? One of my companions noticed my hesitation and said: « Show us your dick or we will undress you. » I obeyed and lowered my underpants, I was a little embarrassed because my dick was small. Another asked me: « Do you already masturbate? » I knew what it was, but I hesitated to answer, then I admitted that I had never ejaculated. « No problem, we'll show you. » said the third. They also dropped their underpants and caressed themselves. I think they had all planned in advance. We did not do it every day, I still made good progress with them. We sometimes did exercises, ejaculate as quickly as possible or delay as much as possible.