Male - Masturbation - early beginnings

I was 11 at the time. On those long Summer days when nobody was home I would sneak into my older brother's room and find the random issues of Penthouse under his mattress. Of course I got turned on by seeing all the pictures of nude women, but I remember reading the Forum letters, which were supposed to be real sexual experiences from readers. Man I can't even begin to describe the unbearable frustration of not being able to have sex, not only with the women in the photos, but like the people in those stories! I actually didn't understand what masturbation or ejaculation was. However, I learned how to masturbate and ejaculate by following one of the stories. One women submitted a letter where she and her boyfriend decided to take photos of each other when they were masturbating. Of course this was the 80's so they were using a Polaroid. The lady went into great detail about how she put on a show for her boyfriend and how her pussy got nice and wet on her way to fingering herself to an intense orgasm. Afterwards the guy offered to pose for her. Before starting he went to the bathroom to fetch a jar of vasoline. She described him jerking himself while standing in front of her until he shot on his chest and face. Well, after reading this I fetched the jar of vasoline from the bathroom and went back to my room and then put a nice three finger sized scoop on my erect penis. (I was already accustomed to raging boners at that point) When I started to rub up and down I noticed that I was really getting hard and the two veins at the base of my dick right below my abdomen were really starting to bulge. I think it took about ten strokes before I noticed a feeling of extreme tension and then an uncontrollable throbbing in my cock. All of sudden huge gobs of white liquid came flowing out. I had no idea it was semen. After this happened I was a bit confused and when I got up I was actually dizzy for a few seconds. Despite being worried that I did something to harm myself I remember sneaking that jar of vasoline into my room a few nights later because I wanted to to do it again. I still remember those first two times vividly because I don't think the tens of thousands of orgasms I've had since then were nearly as intense.

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

If it is consensual it could hardly be considered an assault. Not in real life at least.

In the (often fictional and idealized) world of legalities and codified and sanctioned behavior, it might very well be considered something else, though I doubt assault. But still meaning yes, the older fellow could have gotten into (serious) trouble depending where it happened.

All of that said, I often envy though who were able to discover their sexuality at a younger age than I did.

I did not masterbate very much at all as a child or teen due to fear of punishment and social pressure, however I believe the first time i tried it was about 8 years of age

I was 11 years old when my 13 year old cousin showed me how he masturbated.

Whenever I needed a babysitter, my parents would leave me with my Aunt. This was great for me because my cousin and I were like best friends. About once a month I'd get dropped off for the night and have a sleep over. After dinner my cousin and I would always have a bath together - we'd done this since we were babies and no one thought to stop us. After our bath we'd put on our PJ's and watch TV until bedtime.

One night we were sitting in the tub, facing each other, and as he was washing his dick he got an erection. This wasn't a big deal as we'd often shown each other our erections when we were playing around. But instead of leaving his erection alone he kept holding it. He told me that now when he plays with his dick he can make it shoot white stuff, just like big boys do. He said that he'd only been able to do this for a couple of weeks. He also told me how great it felt when he did it - several times a day.

My cousin suggested I play with my dick so I'd see how good it was. He told me to watch what he did and then do the same. Before I could say anything (about how I thought it was a bad idea) he was already sliding his hand up and down his shaft. He got up so that he was kneeling in the bath, with his dick fully out of the water. His fist was wrapped around the middle of his dick and as pumped it slowly along the length of his dick I could see his foreskin pull right back until I could see the shiny head of his dick, then the foreskin would slide back over to cover it completely again. He did it slowly a few more times slowly before he sped up the action.

My dick was now erect as well and I wrapped my hand around it but I didn't move it much because I was fascinated by what my cousin was doing. It took only a couple of minutes of frantic masturbating before he shot a small white load into the bath water. He then collapsed back into the water and showed me how he squeezed all the cum from his dick and then washed it clean under the water.

He encouraged me to try but I couldn't get my foreskin to slide as much as his did - it was still a bit too tight.

Over the next 9 months I kept trying and gradually I began to really enjoy the sensation. I learnt how to hold my dick the best way so that my foreskin would slide freely along the shaft. Eventually I managed my first ejaculation during one of my sessions just before I turned 12.

Parents and a few relatives told me what a live wire I was during my first five years. I was bursting with energy--including sexual energy. I always loved to dig into my britches and play with myself. Like a maniac. I continued till about fourth grade, and very often I didn't have the judgement not to do it in front of others.

My mother would slap my hand and tell me, "Don't play with that thing, dear...it isn't a toy."

The old man, he'd always threaten to pull a Lorena Bobbitt on me....

I always loved to dig into my britches....and very often I didn't have the judgement not to do it in front of others.

I went through a period from maybe 11-14 or somewhere in there where my hand was magnetically attracted to me genitals, just to hold 'em.(way before i discovered masturbation) I spent a lot of time on the couch in the living room, and every time my mom came in the living room or walked through it & saw me, she'd yell at me.

Once i discovered masturbation, the only time i'd hold my cock afterwards is when it was time for one thing or another to emanate from it.

My first experiences with masturbation when I was able to have a full release, didn't happen as you might think. Before I reached puberty, I remember touching myself and becoming semi erect, and the feeling of wanting more to happen, but at that time my mother was telling me not to touch myself, it was naughty. I began receiving enema's at the age of four. These were given when mother thought it was needed, not on a scheduled basis. When I reached seven years of age, I began receiving enema's on a weekly schedule. Friday evenings. Even at that age, when mother would gentle insert her lubricated finger into my anus, I felt many sensations, many I didn't understand....excited, anxious, frightened all in one. This carried over to when the lubricated nozzle was inserted. Mother had a habit of inserting and partially withdrawing the nozzle. This along with mother rubbing my back as the enema nozzle was inserted, made a relaxed feeling for me. This I feel was the first sign for me, that I began enjoying stimulation of my anus, at least I think so. Things changed when I passed puberty, at age 11-12, I was still receiving my weekly enema's. I felt a change in my moods when I knew mother was going to give me my enema on Friday night. I had become to enjoy the feelings receiving an enema afford. I noticed I would have an erection just thinking about it, this frightened me, because mother felt that I was being naughty. I don't think at the time, mother was aware of what happened to young boys, when thoughts and touching occurred. I think it worried her that since I had passed puberty, I was going to get some girl pregnant. When I was given my enema, my mother removed her skirt or dress before I was told to lie across her lap. I was always told to removed my trousers and underwear, and meet her in the bathroom. Mother was left with wearing her slip, and the memory of lying across her lap, against her nylon slip, would always cause me to semi erect...my penis rubbing against her nylon covered legs...I knew it would be long before I became fully erect, and I thought mother would become very angry with me. She would lube my anus as she always did when I was young. I remember how her finger would gentle enter me, withdraw, insert, at least three or for time. By this time I was fully erect, pushing down on her slip...I didn't want her to think I was naughty, but my control was leaving me.....then it happened, by being self conscious of her movement or not, mother had allowed her legs to partially open, my penis slipped between the folds of nylon, as I wondered what I should do, mother closed her legs, I was trapped between them. To this day, I'm not sure if she knew, or didn't know...but not able to escape..I began to go up and down...between the nylon and her closed legs. It took only a minute before I felt the enema nozzle enter me, and at the same time I exploded into her slip. I swear to this day that I felt my hands giving my arm a gentle, perhaps loving squeeze. I laid there until my enema was finished, mother helped me up and to the toilet....when at this time, she left me alone. She never mentioned what had happened. It didn't always happen that way, but I do remember it happening probably once every month...the other weeks I knew by what she wore..usually a cotton robe, that I was suppose to behave myself. I continued to receive enemas until I reached the age of sixteen. I remember going out with girls during my teens, but never tried to have sex with them. Was this because I was trying to obey my mother's wishes, her fear of what would happened if I got a girl pregnant, I'm just not sure. Did she allow my releases because of this?? WHAT DO OTHERS THINK?

. . . . WHAT DO OTHERS THINK?

I think your mother liked covertly molesting you.

The first time I remember and climaxed was 12 or 13 was holding a flat vibrating sander loading it and some how started, not a lie. Never had climaxed had no idea felt all tingly and it was wow. Later did it again since then many times. Not with sander , sometimes with a hand held vibrator. A few times as an adult told to buy an online dominatrix. But yeah interesting sensation, I was really naive.

I distinctly the first time I ejaculated. I was probably 13. I was in the shower and playing with some shaving cream--spreading it over my penis and scrotum, rubbing it around. I had done that before, but this time was different. I remember being so hard and so excited by the feelings. I kept rubbing my fist up and down on my penis until eventually I ejaculated. I was surprised--I knew that it would happen eventually, but I didn't know that it would happen right then. I'm glad I was in the shower!

I started very young, probably as early as 5. I didn't know what I was doing but I know now that I was definitely stimulating myself when I'd lay on the floor and gently roll back and forth. I didn't know then that the feeling that made my entire body tense and relax was an orgasm. Around age 12 I realized the connection between that feeling and my penis. I wondered if anything would come out so a few times I checked inside my underwear to find nothing. My first actual ejaculation came during the first half of the summer after my 13th birthday. My birthday is in April, I had summer school that summer which lasts 6 weeks. I'm going to say that this happened in June. I had this very hard, very big erection that made it very hard to concentrate on my summer school homework so I kept inspecting it in the restroom. I wasn't properly jacking off, just looking at it. I had not seen my penis quite like that before but as I was sitting on the toilet checking it out an overwhelming feeling came over me. I knew something was about to come out but I didn't want to see it. Despite the fact that I had looked for it a few times, I was scared so I tried to get my pants up but it was too late. My penis looked like a volcano, with lava rolling out of the head. I wasted no time, wiping it up and getting out of the bathroom. I didn't dare touch myself for a few days I was freaked out for lack of a better term. The thing that made me not afraid anymore was days after that first ejaculation, my buddy...let me explain this friend was a few months younger than me and was someone who I played games with that involved showing our penises, touching each other. We made dares to each other like eating a skittle off each other's penis, sucking for 10 seconds, etc. He jacked off in front of me and let his semen go on his stomach and sort of moved it around with his fingers. My point was that he was clearly not freaked out so after that I wasn't either.

I'm sure I felt and played with myself before this, but have no distinct recollection of it until my seminal (pun not intended) event occurred at 15. I was in 9th grade in my tub washing my privates when something felt especially good, so I intentionally began up and down strokes of my foreskin. I rapidly got my first intentional erection and the feelings became better and better, so before long I had my first orgasm and saw the white stuff spurt out all over me. I distinctly remember at that point thinking "so that's how that works!" I had known about semen earlier but couldn't fathom what happened or what it felt like to get it to come out.

Eric

I was probably about 12 years old. I hung around with older guys and one day they were talking about "jerking off", which I had no idea at all what they were talking about. One of the guys explained how you keep rubbing your dick until it gets hard,... then keep rubbing it up and down and it will make you feel very good. Well, I couldn't wait to get home and go in the bathroom and try out what they had talked about. I started rubbing my dick and in no time at all I had an erection. Now I kept rubbing it back and forth and after a short while, wow!... had an orgasm (no ejaculate) and I felt like the top of my head just blew off. Now I knew what the other guys were talking about and I was jerking off at least once a day for months. Soon thereafter, I started to ejaculate and that was a whole new surprise for me. It was great being a young guy experimenting with these things. Could bet a boner just by looking at a girl in a sweater,,,, then there was another visit to the bathroom. Yes,... it was great being young! Now, being a in my 70's, it's a major effort to get semi hard, but I do get there and still enjoy getting off.

I must have been five or six as I can still recall masturbating through my pants in kindergarten. I don't recall being able to have an orgasm but I knew it felt good. Probably began being able to ejaculate when I was around 12. Wouldn't it be interesting to know how many orgasms and ejaculations we have had since puberty?

The first time masturdated I remember while I was in bed trying to get to sleep ( I was 8 years old at the time ), I felt something I never felt before that day, I found rubbing and stroking my cock made it feel far better, I didn't know what was happening, or why, just that it felt wonderful, when I finally came, it was the best feeling in the world, I had me a new toy.

I still enjoy that toy. ; )

I think your mother liked covertly molesting you.

I don't think there is any question that was what was going on...........

mother had allowed her legs to partially open, my penis slipped between the folds of nylon, as I wondered what I should do, mother closed her legs, I was trapped between them. To this day, I'm not sure if she knew, or didn't know...but not able to escape..I began to go up and down...between the nylon and her closed legs. I swear to this day that I felt my hands giving my arm a gentle, perhaps loving squeeze. I laid there until my enema was finished, mother helped me up and to the toilet....when at this time, she left me alone. She never mentioned what had happened. It didn't always happen that way, but I do remember it happening probably once every month...the other weeks I knew by what she wore..usually a cotton robe, that I was suppose to behave myself. Did she allow my releases because of this?? WHAT DO OTHERS THINK?

With all those signals, it must have been difficult for you, Jillian, to not just lie back, (or in this case, lie on her legs) and enjoy the experience. Obviously, you DID enjoy the experience, but to accept it for what it seemed to be. From the account, it's clear your mother was in control and enjoying the experience too.

I found this account to be very erotic, but as I said in another thread, I believe I have some unresolved Mother/son incest fantasies.

From 13 or 14, I had masturbated but never to ejaculation. Finally after obtaining a condom, I finished the job. To this day, I don't quite know what I thought was going to happen....but after the first one, the apprehension disappeared.

Something I find interesting:

Some people, including myself, masturbated prior to puberty because it felt good, even though there was no orgasm, or at least no ejaculation.

Some people seem to have discovered masturbation only after they could ejaculate?

Some people seem to have discovered masturbation only after they could ejaculate?

It's probably 'most people' discovered masturbation only after they could ejaculate.

But even so, it's sort of difficult to figure out what masturbation effectively involves at times. I didn't really masturbate in the classic sense until I was around 15 1/2, but I did a lot of anal fiddling and inserting by 10 or 11, which was clearly sexual without me having any sense of the notion of sexuality/sex play at that age.

So, was that masturbation?

So with about 10 - 11 years I discovered it when playing with the penis

I think I was in 2nd or 3rd grade.

We had a shower head that you could adjust the spray. I discovered that if I put the water on the thin high pressure spray, and held my penis there, it felt good.

I kept doing it, tI'll one day I did it long enough to have an orgasm without ejaculating. I kept that up for years, till I ejaculated the first time. That was a shock - I thought I had hurt myself. I had read about red blood cells and white blood cells. I thought my semen was a discharge of white blood cells.

Around 12 years old looking at playboy magazine.Cum was first kinda liqudy,not like now real thick and heavy

When I was in third grade, so I must have been 8yrs old, 4 months away, maybe 5 or 6 from turning 9. I was taking a bath and playing with myself. I soaped up my already hard little willie and kept washing it till I had a strange feeling coming from my rectum. The pleasure in my penis became so intense that I could barely continue my stroking. Before I knew it there was an explosion inside me a and a creamy substance shot out of my penis. I thought I had broken something inside me. There was no apparent injury. I was afraid to mention the incident to anybody. A couple of days went by and I didn't die from it. Next bath I repeated with the same result and again with no ill effects. Before long the same kid who hated taking a bath no longer had a problem with bathing. Since I didn't mention this to either parent, I eventually learned what was happening from a classmate out on the school playground who gave me the kid version of the explanation. I later confessed to my mother about playing with myself. She sat me down and she gave me the technical adult explanation of my ejaculation. Mother put me at ease with a long chat about my anatomy.

Blogger333: Ejaculation at 8-9 ?! That's very early !

Really, that IS early....production of semen at that age?

I was sixteen when i first discovered masturbation and ejaculation,

by accident whilst soaping up in a shower on a camping holiday

I was in junior high school - maybe 14. Woke up with an erection and played with it - felt like I had done something very wrong when I came. However - it didn't stop me from doing it again the next several days!!

I was 10 or 11when a classmate of mine told me about masturbation and actually demonstrated the motion of stroking his penis. I had not become sexual at that point but had become somewhat curious about other boys and had discovered that I enjoyed seeing other boys’ bodies and penises. My point being, I did not have strong sexual interests to serve as the impetus to cause me to masturbate. In the late fall when I was 11 years old, I had to go to the pediatrician for a physical which was required for sports. I had not been interested in or excited by exams to that point, but I had never had a complete physical exam. This year I was seeing a different pediatrician because the one I had seen before had passed away. The previous doctor had never really had me undress but had just worked around my clothing. The new pediatrician had me strip down to my briefs before he began the exam and did a systematic full body examination which included dropping my briefs to fully expose the genitalia. This was followed by palpation of both testes and the doctor holding the penis to inspect the head and spread the meatus. When I got home from that exam, I was very excited thinking back about the experience and the embarrassment I felt. I went into the bathroom and pulled my briefs down, recalling the events of the exam, and stroked my penis. Suddenly, I got a brand new sensation throughout my body followed by several bursts of semen from the meatus. After that day, I began masturbating daily, often recalling exam experiences.

I would be around 12/13 and was conscious of the size of my penis being smaller than some of the guys in my class, whom I had seen in the changing room and showers. I was lay in bed one night with a hard-on and had the idea that if I massaged my cock maybe that would encourage it to grow bigger. I was stroking my cock up and down sliding my foreskin back and forth, just thinking "please let this work and make my cock bigger" Suddenly I began to feel this strange but pleasant sensation overtaking my body and my cock getting harder. Because it was a pleasant sensation I continued to stroke my cock then a full blown dry orgasm hit me. I have never been as scared in my life thinking I had done myself some serious injury. Due to the intensity of the feeling and physical shock I soon drifted of to sleep. The following day I ask a friend of mine who had a fully developed cock and balls surrounded by a thick bush of black curly pubic hair. I had to tell someone to try and establish if I had done myself serious harm. When I told him what had happened he just laughed and said "you had a thrill nothing to be scared of" He assure me I hadn't done any damage to myself. much to my relief. He told me to do it again and enjoy it. As soon as I got home that night, from school, I locked myself in the bathroom and started to massage my cock, very soon that familiar sensation started to develop and build up until another powerful orgasm hit me, only this time I shot a load of white stuff out of my cock. Gee am I glad I had had a word with my friend who had warned me this would happen at some point. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon. Like every other male on this site I was well and truly hooked. Wet dreams is another story !!

I started masturbating at the young age of 8 or 9 but really had no idea what I was doing, I just know it felt good. This was of course years before I started puberty around the age of 11-1/2 but I discovered that it felt good as I rubbed my penis against the bedsheets. I also learned that maybe it wasn't the best idea to rub my penis against the sheets because I rubbed the tip raw and actually had a bloody line of about 4 inches or so form on the sheets several times from rubbing too much. I was terrified that my parents would notice the dried blood as they did the washing but they never said anything. A little while later I realized I could rub my penis against my left leg as I was expelling my daily enemas and after I was able to produce sperm I would be able to ejaculate in a sort of curved line as my penis went up and down my leg. Shortly after that I discovered extra sensations by putting my left arm on the topside of my penis so my glans was stimulated by my leg and my arm. I kept masturbating like this for several years either on the toilet seat or in bed with my knees bent but it wasn't until I watched my first porn video (age 16 or so) that I learned about the up and down motion that most boys know about from age 12 or 13 or older.

My very first ejaculation was with getting an enema.