Anecdotes: How I Learned To Masturbate Part Three
I think it is interesting how people found out about sex when they were young. Some have told me about their sexual enlightenment. I intend to post, with permission and anonymity, a part of their personal story. I am choosing to limit this to a very specific area of their early experience – how they learned about masturbation. These are factual reminiscences, not fantasy, and are not embellished. I have tried to transcribe their recollections, using their own words if possible, to the best of my ability.
- Lewis
"That's a hard question. I might have played with myself as early as four or five, but I'm not sure. The reason I say this is I used to stay at a house for daycare and sometimes we changed our clothes after being outside. I remember another boy, Ozzie, who enjoyed getting naked and he would get hard sometimes. I liked looking at him being undressed and dressed, but I didn't want our caretaker to know that. He liked looking at me being undressed and he looked at my penis, too, but I don't remember being hard. It felt good to have our cold outdoor clothes taken off and have warm cotton underwear slide on. I definitely liked that nubby feeling of the cotton. We didn't play with each other's penis, but I might have played with my own.
I definitely recall what led up to my first orgasm. It was summer right after fifth grade. I was more aware of my penis in my shorts for some reason; I think it was my circumcised head rubbing my shorts and swimsuit, both of which I wore without underwear. I think my friends were getting near the same feelings because it seemed to make sense to show each other our penises for any reason whatsoever.
I was with my friend Eric and we went to some urinals to pee and we showed each other our cut cocks. His head was all purple. We both got half hard and it made it hard to pee which we joked about. When we finished peeing we showed ourselves again and Eric was hard in two seconds. He displayed his maybe four inches, I wasn't any longer, and I took in every detail before he put it away.
Later on that afternoon, at home, I took my cock out in the bathroom to pee. I thought about Eric and showing off our cocks. I was half hard and it was hard to pee in a toilet without bending my cock down. I got some urine on my hand and cock (and the toilet!). I played with it wet and got very hard while looking in the bathroom mirror. It began to feel real good as I jerked it. The pee dried mostly and the friction made it hurt a little, but I jerked until I felt `waves' coming up my penis. I had to stop jerking. When I touched my head with my fingers I felt my cock jerk up automatically.
I tried it again the next day and it happened again. I tried it several times a day after that. I ended up talking to another friend of mine about two weeks later, Matt, and he admitted to it,' having waves' after rubbing his penis. We did it together a few times and I did it with two other boys that summer, but not Eric, although I think he did it with another one of the boys I did it with.
In our bedrooms or in the woods, we did it every few days. No one shot come, but everyone had orgasms that summer."
- Vincent
"Alright, this is like a confession – I didn't jerk off until I was thirteen, which, I know, is kinda late. I was definitely ready, if you know what I mean, but I didn't know about it. That's not the most embarrassing part. The most embarrassing part is I was taught by the neighborhood pervert, this old guy - well, not that old now, maybe 35, but he was old to me then - who went after young `chicken.' A lot of neighborhood guys got lured in by him. Plenty of guys had their first blow job from this guy; not me, though.
I don't know why it took me so long, but sex wasn't discussed at my house, that was like an unwritten rule. I don't know why my friends didn't tell me, but they didn't. I went to a Catholic primary school which had something to do with it, but I don't know why I didn't hear about it because I found out later my friends had been doing it for a while.
I can't remember exactly how I talked to this guy, but I was at a local mom and pop' buying something to eat after school and he must've talked to me first. Somehow he asked if I ever saw a porno movie and I said no. I at least knew what that was. He said, Do you wanna see one?' and I said, `Yeah.'
We went to his house and he had a room with a daybed and a VCR and TV. VCRs were pretty expensive then; my family didn't get one til way later. He asked me if I jerked off a lot. I told him I didn't know what he was talking about. He said, Boy are you're in for a treat!'
He told me to take off my clothes and lay on the bed. I was nervous, but he said, `Trust me, you'll enjoy it.' I did and he put on the tape. I knew that women got pregnant, but I didn't know how. Mr. - told me about fucking. Then he asked if I ever played with my cock. I told him no, but that wasn't exactly true.
My cock was always getting half hard and I woke up with a big boner every morning. I got a big cock young and it was hard to hide if I boned up. I would try to hide it in my pants, but it was getting tough to do; I was five plus (inches) hard when I was thirteen. I didn't know how to get it down to piss in the morning so I took a cold shower sometimes – yeah, really! (laughs)
So, anyways, I am on this couch/bed thing and I get hard fast watching the video. Mr. - tells me and how to jerk it and I do. Now after a coupl'a minutes I feel like I have to pee, like in the morning and Mr. - tells me to keep going so I do. Then I get the feeling like I'm going to pee and I stop, just as a spurt of clear liquid comes out of my dick. Mr. - tells me that I came a little and to keep going. I forgot to mention that he told me about that, coming, earlier.
So I continued and soon I was getting that same peeing feeling. Mr. – said, keep going' and it really became intense. My nutsack pulled up, it did earlier too, and I could barely keep on jerking when several spurts came out. I stopped and rubbed what was on my stomach. There was some in my pubes. Yeah, I even had some hair and hadn't jerked yet. This was runny without any white to it. I did continue and came,' a small spurt, two more times watching my cock and the video.
I did it for about fifteen minutes total and my nuts hurt from pumping. I quit, saying that I had enough and Mr. - gave me a towel and I wiped what little there was on my cockhead and what hadn't dried on my stomach which wasn't a lot. I got dressed and got the hell out of there.
Well, now that I knew about jerking off, I started doing it when I got hard and could be alone; first, in the morning with morning wood, then after school in the john. I got caught jerking on the toilet by my sister a few weeks after learning how and my old man whipped the shit out of me and told me that it was a sin to spill my seed.' What crap! I told my friends about my beating and that's what led to another kind of beating.' (laughs) I jerked with a bunch of guys around the neighborhood for a year or more and sucked another guy, my age, who was a fag.' I figured out by fifteen I was a fag' and went from there."
- Brian
"My next door neighbor, Sandy, showed me behind his fence. He took out his dick and showed me how to jerk it. He got off, but I didn't. Neither of us could come, we were eleven. We kept doing it until he moved, about two years all together. It was great fun and coming only made it better!"
- Michael
"I had absolutely no prior knowledge of how to or what masturbation was. I was already 12 going on 13, (stupid, I know).
Walking home from school with an older friend, he took a shortcut through the woods. Because he was an older boy and because I wanted his acceptance, I did not lead, I only followed. He sat under a tree, took it out and jerked off in less than three minutes.
I was wide-eyed and watched everything. I had no idea of what was happening. During and after the whole thing, we never exchanged even a word.
Not long after, I started jerking off in bed. It would go on and on. I had no idea what the end game was until it happened to me. My cock started vibrating and it took on its own life; waves of pleasure radiated out of it. I thought I had damaged myself and it was going to go on forever. Eventually it subsided and, when it did, things fell into place."
- James
"I was the second biggest kid in my class at school, Josh was the biggest. We played sports together all the time and we were good at it. We would `roughhouse' and wrestle at home. Josh would win, because he was bigger, about all the time.
We were no more than eleven, but Josh had started to get B.O. I could smell this when we were wrestling or just sitting around together. I liked his smell which was weird. I liked wrestling with him and having him sitting on me.
I liked looking at his arms which were big and smoothly muscular; Josh still had baby fat, but he was like a football lineman, he was strongly muscled under his bulk. One of my first inklings that I was gay, looking back, was I liked looking at his butt and thighs. They were huge.
I would get hard wrestling around with Josh, sometimes, and we would joke about boners. He didn't get hard that often, not as often as me anyway. We showed ourselves, of course, just `being boys' on many occasions, but we didn't jerk each other. Josh wasn't that big and we both had no hair; we were both cut and our balls had just started to get bigger.
What got sexual, for me, was wrestling around and we started, well, I started it first, trying to pull the other guy's shorts and underwear down to expose his butt and cock; butt was pretty easy, cock and balls were harder. I liked having my butt and boner exposed by Josh, even though I fought hard against it. We would always try to yank our shorts back up as quickly as possible. I can remember one time getting Josh's shorts down when he was on his back and he showed his butt off by pulling his legs up for me to see his wide white butt and his hole and his balls. He knew I wanted to see it. I jerk off to this still.
That is how I started, I would play with myself thinking about wrestling and seeing Josh's butt and cock and balls and even his smell. I would touch myself excitedly when Josh was with me, a little bit anyway, but I didn't jerk it until I was alone. I got an immature orgasm or, should I say, orgasms.
Did we ever jerk off together? No, like I said we did show and jerk ourselves a little, but no jerking off together. By the time we were twelve we had different classes in middle school and our friendship changed."
- Drew
"I was on the toilet. I had been thinking about some boys I liked in school before I went in to the bathroom. I had been leaking pre-come for a few days before this, I noticed it on my underwear and on my glans, but I didn't know what that was. I just noticed that I was getting little bits of fluff from my underwear stuck in this sticky stuff.
I was pretty slimy as I cleaned the gooey fluff from my prepuce and this clear fluid was very slippery. I slid my foreskin as I sat there and it felt fine. I kept going and I got hard. I rubbed and got excited and before I knew it my cock went crazy. I clamped my legs together because it hurt so good.
I didn't have time to do it again just then, but I tried it later that afternoon in my bedroom. Thinking about what happened earlier made me wet and rubbing my foreskin made me hard and I came again.
That did it. I started doing it whenever I could. It wasn't a few weeks before I could squeeze a milky drop to the tip of my cock. My orgasms grew in intensity and within a few months I was getting a couple of shots shooting from my cock."
- Cale
"I went for my balls first. My scrotum would pull up tight in the cold and I would reach into my pants and feel my wrinkled up nut sack in my long johns. It was like a washboard and running my fingers over it felt good. Same thing in the summer after swimming. I couldn't have been more than six or seven. It didn't take long before I was pulling my cock."
- Bob
"I was eleven going on twelve. I discovered my father's porn stash in our upstairs bathroom, which covered a whole range of stuff; gay, straight, and written erotica. I got a woody, but didn't understand the whole concept of precum other than it was sticky. I didn't know what to make of it. It was the late 70s and we didn't get the `sex ed talk' until high school.
On one of these forbidden forays I found some mineral oil. I decided to try rubbing a little oil on my cock. I remember that it felt pretty good, though I was concerned that my cock was turning purple while I was stroking. I suspect it turned purple because I was grabbing it a bit hard.
When I came, this was a surprise. I can't say that ejaculation was unexpected, but I think I was surprised by the intensity of the orgasm. I thought I was going to pass out. There was cum, oil, and sweat all over me, the floor; I even managed to get it on the wall and door.
My mother chose at that moment to knock, asking if I were OK. I thought I was going to die. Thank god the door was locked!"
- Justin
"I was old enough to start taking showers, at least ten, I guess; I usually took a bath. We had one of those detachable massaging showerheads where you could select different streams of water. I was trying them all, of course, as a kid you would, and I put one of the pulsing streams of water on my balls and it felt pretty good in a way I never felt before. I tried my dick next and it was even better, very intense. I tried my butt and even that felt good.
The first time I may have gotten half hard, as I said the stream of water was really intense, almost painful on my dick. The next time I tried it I went right for using the showerhead on my cock and balls. I definitely was enjoying it this time as I got totally hard and the intensity of the water was giving me excitement like I never had before.
I would say that these, about four or five, shower experiences taught me how much fun my dick could be. I didn't have an orgasm from this, but I reached a plateau like just before you come as an adult.
Beyond this, I developed the habit of jerking my cock like most other guys. I'd stick my hand in my pants and sort of handle it. That led to jerking it and that led to a dry orgasm. I was probably ten or eleven. By twelve and a half I was shooting come."
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