Male - Masturbation - early beginnings

I think I was about 12 or 13. I remember it being scary at first, and didn't really know what I was doing. Now I'm a wizard with my wand!

My cousin explained that when he was about 10 he and his 14-year old brother were at the beach. Behind a sand dune they saw a guy jerking off, and my cousin said "what's he doing?" The 14-year old said "you don't know? you ought to try it." So that night he tried it in the bathroom: where his mother had just installed vinyl curtains. Ever afterwards he said the smell of vinyl was a trigger -- put him right over the top. Go figure.

I don't really remember how young I was when I started to masturbate but it was early- maybe 5, 6 or 7. I definitely could have an orgasm and it did not take long to reach a climax. I clearly remember masturbating before I could ejaculate.

I remember one time I was masturbating when I was in my underwear briefs definitely before puberty. I was standing off to the side in my bedroom and my mother walks in and she did not see me. So I quickly raised my underpants. But I was so close to having an orgasm, I stepped behind the closet door and quickly finished off in an instant. At the time I don't think she saw me but as time went on I think she did know what I was doing. I was maybe around 7 or so when this happened.

Learned when I was very young like about six. I was taking a bath with my friend from next door and we both got an erection. We played with them for a bit and found how nice that was. Later when we were in bed, we pulled down our pajamas and played some more. After that it was a game we played when we slept over at each other's house. As I got older I found out what a dry orgasm was like and masturbation became significantly more frequent. One morning I woke up with an erection and pulled down my pajamas and began to masturbate. The next thing I know, my mom comes opens the door to tell me to get up. I scrambled to get my pjs up but she had seen it all. I was totally embarrassed and just knew I was in big trouble, but she just apologized and said that she would knock before coming in next time.

I would think that most of our parents know all about masturbation, at least in boys, and know it goes on and ignore it when they see it or evidence of it. Certainly my parents never said anything. One time I walked in on my teen age son doing it, and I just turned around and walked out and never said anything about it.

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I didn't start terribly early, I had just turned 13 the first time. The family of one of my friends growing up had access to a camp on a lake not far from where we all grew up. In the fall 4 of us would go to this camp on the long weekends from school. Our dads would come too so it was a father/son weekend. But the cabins only slept 4, so the dads stayed in one, and we stayed in another.

On the first night we were there that year, one of my friends brought out a playboy he got from his older brother. My friend Miles pulls his boxers down and starts playing with his dick. He explained to the rest of us what he was doing, so we joined in.

Can't remember the very first time, but I know that by age 7 I only could get to sleep at night after humping my pillow to (dry) orgasm a couple of times. Didn't realize or care then that everyone in the house could hear the bed squeaking!

Very early for me, around 7 or 8. At the time I had a friend named James who was my age and we sort of discovered it together. many fond days fondling each other that was. Then when I was about 12, I discovered the joys of orgasm and anal fingering. These I shared with my friend Steve. As I recall, he was the first uncircumcised guy I ever saw, and also the first one I ever ended up buggering the backdoor of heehee.

Late. it wasn't til like i was 15 or 16, & it didn't even start out with my hands. Until then, i'd wake up a few times a week with jiz in my undies from a wet dream.

I use to like to lay in my sleeping bag. One time, i remember laying on my back, sliding my nude body back & forth, rubbing myself against the upper part of the sleeping bag until i ejaculated. Then i kept doing that for a few months before i finally started using my hand with a skin cream lotion

The nocturnal emissions suddenly went away, and i no longer had to worry about running down to the bathroom to wash out the jiz

I was late compared to some of the others here. I grew up with two brothers, one younger and one older, so I picked up information from my older brother and his friends who came over to the house. Learned just enough from listening. Didn't understand that much of it until I started puberty. It was difficult to find any privacy at home to do anything so I had lots of wet dreams because of that. A lot of boys beat off in the shower at home but I was about to do that only if I knew my brothers were away or going to be busy while I showered. The three of us shared a bathroom and the door could never be locked so it seemed like there were always two of us in the bathroom in the mornings and at night. We might get a little privacy in the afternoons but that was not a regular time to shower. My older brother started taking two showers a day and I figured out what he was doing then. That decreased when our Dad started complaining about the water bill. I think that Dad may have known what was up with my brother. There were still times when our younger brother was told to take a shower with me or my older brother if two of us came in dirty and Dad was big on saving water. So no chance to do anything when that happened. If enough bathroom privacy wasn't possible for days, then I got kind of achy in my balls and either had a wet dream or had to masturbate at night under the covers to relieve the pressure. My older brother did this too and then once our younger brother got into puberty, he started doing that as well. I think that we all knew what we were each doing even when we pretended to be asleep. Our younger brother was bad about moaning which was a giveaway and once or twice made me laugh. Which embarrassed him. Getting rid of the evidence in the morning was not that easy because we had to sneak that sock or our soaked underpants into the laundry. Mom probably had a good idea what her boys were up to. She bleached our underpants until they almost fell apart.

I remember masturbating as young as 4 years old. My parents let me go around the house naked so I would play with myself over the day each day. I actually thought my penis was just another one of my toys. No orgasms though, just pulling back on my foreskin was intense pleasure enough.

I started masturbaiting when I was 6. I remember going to the doctor for a physical and him pushing down on me just above my penis and I loved the sensation and how it felt so I wanted to go home and try it. I used to when I was a kid lay down on my tummy and put my hands down my pants and push on the location where my doc did just above my penis until I came. And yes I orgasiumed but no semen cam out until I was about 11 or 12. I used to pump my hips and hump my bed as I came. I could also feel my butthole going in and out as I orgasumed. I also used to kiss my pillow and pretended I was kissing what ever girl I was fantasizing about. I still do that sometimes actually in the shower I will kiss the wall when I jack off or I will move my lips as if to smooch an invisible woman. Depending on who I am thinking about I will smooch smooch and smooch more then I jack off. There is one girl I had an gigantic crush on in high school I still do actually. I miss her. I wish I could see her again. I would give anything to kiss Jane Brown's lips and be her husband till death do us part. I used to take and kiss her picture wishing in my heart that one day I could kiss her for real.

When you were six? Yikes were precocious!!???

About 6 years old, with my older brother(9years older). The first time we took a bath together, I saw for the first time that boys had hair on their penis. He was fit, but not the biggest down there. But as the years went on we would shower together. I was in my late teens now, with hair down there and a longer penis, we are both cut, but he would give me a hard time about having more body hair, and a longer penis. One time I asked him how long he was when he was hard, well let's find out little brother. He was never shy about being naked in front of his guy friends me or our Dad. So we got to rubbing the cocks, I was longer, but he could shoot the semen a lot further. He was about 3 1/2 inches soft,and hard about 5. Me, about 4 inches soft and 6 1/2 hard. Our dad on the other hand, had a nice cut penis ,thick,nice mushroom head, was about 6 1/2 soft, not so much thick hair down there. And he would join us in the shower, a small man about 5'7 but had a nice hard penis too. We would have a jo session when he would shower with us. He showed us a few pointers about jo. My brother always thought he had a small penis. I thought he was just fine.

I was thirteen. I had a insanely strong attraction to plastic baby pants. With 4 siblings younger than me and many many cousins, I was constantly around this baby attire. Where the attraction came from is beyond me. Anyways, my little brother was put back in diapers for bedwetting. The diapers and the attached stigma quickly cured him and the baby pants went into his clothes drawer.

I couldn't wait to experience them after many years since being in them myself. I slipped them on one night while everyone wad asleep. WOW! the experience was unbelievable. I did this many times and then got the desire to try the baby pants with a diaper. It took a couple weeks of sneaking around to get the diapers and pins. When the fateful night came, I woke late after everyone was asleep in the house and took the baby pants, diapers and pins back to bed and proceeded to diaper up. I remember being in an unbelievably aroused state. I was shaking and fidgeting as I tried to pin the diapers on. Once they were on, I worked the plastic pants up over the diapers. I laid there intoxicated with the sensations. Compounding it all was the knowledge that seven other people were in the house asleep. Any one of them might discover my little preoccupation.

My intent was to wet my diaper and experience that once again. I was really just pretty much curious. Well, I laid there touching and feeling the smooth fabric of the baby pants. The thick bulk of the diapers was just intoxicating as it confined my balls and dick in thick warm softness. I just got more and more of a rush till I thought I was going to explode. I then tried to concentrate on wetting and found that with the extreme stiffy I had, I couldn't pee. As I tried harder and harder I got this strange sensation like I had to go BAD! And then it happened. I blew the biggest load in my entire life without a doubt in those diapers.

I laid there totally freaked out. the front of the diaper wad soaked and it wasn't pee! I was frightened and confused. Wondering what happened. Needless to say I couldn't get out of the diapers and baby pants fast enough. An hour later I had everything all cleaned up and put away. While not 100 percent sure I came to the conclusion that I had an orgasm. My first.... My penis burned and hurt for the rest of the night but that didn't matter. The pleasure was so intense that the pain now was a non issue.

A few days later I tried this all again. Needless to say, the results were the same. A huge load in my diaper, a mind blowing pleasurable experience and a nice clean bed. Everything all enclosed in those mind blowing baby pants

I have enjoyed playing with myself all my life. From aged around 6 I would play with the neighbour boy, we would touch each others dicks and make them hard, he would pinch my forskin and pull it until it hurt but it would also make me throb. I was 11 years old when I began to masturbate properly and was able to ejaculate, sometimes I would wank that many times in a day that my cock would be red and very sore.

I was well aware of erections and nice feelings in my penis and anal area by age six or so, primarily due to receiving enemas on a regular basis. However, my first true masturbation with orgasm was at age 12. It was early in the school year of my seventh grade, and this particular school night I had taken my bath, put my pajamas on, and was sitting on the couch in our rec room doing homework. I am pretty sure I was reading a chapter in my American History book. I was alone in my room, and my penis started to get hard - I think my mind had drifted from history to my new girlfriend Janis. As it got harder, I started rubbing it against my left thigh. Very quickly the tingly, burning sensations increased, and in no time I had the most incredible sensations I had ever had. I had a dry orgasm that left me breathless, the head of my penis a deep reddish purple color I had never seen before. There was no semen yet. Needless to say, I repeated the process the next night with the same wonderful results, and thus a lifetime of enjoyment began!

Started early

I atarted at like 6 and i was doing the most lol i would try everything ibdidnt care i had to try

I remember the exact date. I was 11 and in the fifth grade. All the boys and girls in the class were separated, and a doctor came and gave each group a talk about puberty, sex, and other such topics. We were given a pamphlet that included information about changing bodies, sex, and masturbation.

After school, I went home and locked myself in my bedroom. Pulling down my pants and underwear, I began to inspect my pubic area. My penis seemed bigger than it had before, and soon it was erect and throbbing. To my surprise, I noticed a few wispy hairs around the base.

The pamphlet said that boys masturbate by rubbing the penis, especially the head. So I tried that, running roughly over the head with my thumb. Very uncomfortable. After a while, my erection subsided, and my parents got home from work anyway, so I quit.

Later that evening, in bed, I remembered my pubic hair, and I began stroking it under my underwear. My erection returned, and I put my hand around it. That felt amazing. I began stroking it and my testicles, and there was this amazing feeling building. Finally it became intense, my breathing quickened, and I felt fuzzy all over. Wow!

I went back to feeling my pubic hair, and realized there was something wet and sticky down there. Was it blood? In the dark I couldn't see, and I panicked. I quickly flipped on my lamp and find that no, it wasn't blood... Semen! I grabbed the pamphlet, flipped to that section, and read about it, and that calmed me down.

Well, once that happened, I was hooked. I masturbated every night from then on, to when I started having sexual activities with girls a few years later, and usually even then, too. When I was around 15 my usual habit was once on waking, once after school, and once to fall asleep.

Started in the seventh grade. Had learned that I liked solo enemas with both enema and douche nozzles. Felt that there must be something more when expelling. One day put a towel on the floor and humped like mad. Had an orgasm and a saw white mess on the towel. Continued humping on the floor for a couple of years. Sometimes I would put on my mothers girdle, pad it out with wash rags and would hump in that. Learned about had on cock in high school and slowly changed method. Many years later still enjoy a good hand job.

Before puberty. I recall getting caught by my mother at around 10. So I started before that.

How I discovered it? Not from anybody (but mom feared, when walking on me, that I had been corrupted by somebody). I don't know how exactly.

My mother insisted on washing and pull back the foreskin (I had a slight phimosis) at least every evening, so it's possible I learned it from there - maybe I realized it was pleasurable to wash myself down there.

Before puberty. I recall getting caught by my mother at around 10. So I started before that..

Were you just playing with your genitals generally before puberty, or did you already discover you could masturbate to the point of orgasm? That part was way beyond my comprehension at that age.

Medguy99: I don't know. I think my first recognition of orgasm was in junior highschool. I recall the pleasure and the semen expulsion. It was a revelation for me.

This episode of getting caught was earlier, in elementary school. It freaked out my mother.

When I did it masturbating that is I told my good friend and he said let me show you we had a good wank or I have not looked back about masturbation

I started having wet dreams when I was around 11 or so. But I didn't discover masturbation until I was 13. It happened by accident when I was rubbing my crotch against the bannisters of our stairs. I didn't know about using my hands, so for the first year I humped against furniture and pillows and sheets. Eventually I learned to use my hand, but I still liked the humping sensation, so I continued to find objects to straddle while I used my hand. I also started to insert objects in my anus -- at first crayons and pens, but later thick candles. Between my hand, straddling and having something long and thick pushed in my rear, I was in masturbation heaven...

I was nearly 11. I had become obsessed with sex and was getting frequent hard-ons.

I was alone in the house with a relative - he was 21 - and I was in pygamas with an erection . It stuck out and I kept "accidentally" flashing it to him.

We started to play wrestle and obviously he was very aware of my hard on, he got me pinned down (I was only 11) and started flicking my cock and joking about it. I had some hair and my balls had dropped but it was still fairly small. He then got his fingers over my foreskin and started rolling it up and down. I had no idea what he was doing but knew it felt good.

I had one hand free and could have stopped him but instead I grabbed his cock through his jeans and then got my hand into his jeans. I didn't know you were supposed to rub it and so I just kept feeling it as he wanked me.

After a while he asked me if "that happens often", I asked what and he said "that juice come out". I hadn't realized but looked down and saw a small pool of milky fluid on my cock he then let go and went out of the room (for a wank ?) I hadn't felt an orgasm but the whole experience was exciting.

We then had mutual wanks on a number of ocaissions . He often came to my bed in the night and wanked me when he thought I was asleep. One time he tried to get me to give him a blow job but I never knew people did that, and, although I wanted to, I didn't.

I discovered how to wank my own cock and was soon 2 - 3 times a day.

Around 5 or so, it all happen during bath time when I was scrubbing myself. From then on it was a daily ritual done every time I could. Got in trouble many times, Got told I was sick and naughty for touching myself. And that if I kept it up I was going to go to hell! . Which got me to quit eventually.

I was nearly 11...I was alone in the house with a relative - he was 21

If you were only 11 and he was 21, wasn't that considered sexual assault? I'm just asking.

I was alone in the house with a relative - he was 21 - and I 11.

If you were only 11 and he was 21, wasn't that considered sexual assault? I'm just asking.

YES!, I agree with you that is sexual assault.