 How did you discover the delights of Masturbation? - Your Stories: Jamie's Story Growing up in a
large family my parents could not afford holidays so we would
occasionally spend a week or two at our cousins, being mainly
boys when bathtime came around we would all bath together supervised
by my auntie and older cousin Janice. It was a different era
and I thought nothing of being seen by my auntie or Janice, because
I had foreskin my mother would always ensure I pulled the skin
back when I ha a pee or at bathtime ensuring I cleaned it properly,
this was endorsed by my auntie and Janice. --- Jamie has another, related story: Another experience,one
that embarrassed me and excited me in equal measure. As I got closer he shouted me over, not wishing to get punched out I reluctantly walked across, 'hey where ya going' he asked, 'just off to have a kick about' I replied. No ya not he said and grabbed my football, I looked pleadings and asked for it back, 'no mate you got to earn it'. Get in the tent. Right so now I'm scared. Get in or else. I looked inside the tent nobody there so I very reluctantly stepped inside, now take your F**king clothes off, I was terrified why I ask. Just F**king do it. He was bigger and older than me so did as I was told, I was almost crying. Right give me your clothes. I handed them to him. He said to the girls, that the show was on and told me to start wanking. I was so scared, the two girls were of similar age to myself, they were laughing at me sat either side watching me trying to get it up. But this is whem it began to change for me as I became erect the girls went quiet and were just watching me masturbate. I suddenly felt excited and liked the fact they were watching. The bully kid stuck is head in, 'keep going' he shouted. By now i had no intention of stopping. I could feel myself ready to burst and exploded for the first time it squirted up my chest. I just lay there for a while absolutely elated then all of a sudden embarrassed. The girls jumped up and got out the tent laughing and shouting,f**k he did it he did it. The bully boy stuck is head well done mate here ya go and tossed in a handful of grass along with my clothes and ball. Years later we actually became friends and I got to know the girls and became more tyan friends with both I became sexually aware at a very young age. I’m 52 now but at age 5 I remember the nice feeling of playing with my little cock. When I was at primary school I remember the “show me yours/show you mine games and how much I liked to see not only a girls vagina but other boys cocks. I was about 10 when another boy asked if I knew what wanking was. Of course I did and we soon ventured off into the woods after school and at weekends. We never really did anything to each other- although I remember touching him once- but we would face each other and masturbate until we both climaxed. I don’t remember any cum shooting out but it was still very enjoyable. Sometimes we would watch each other pee. I still enjoy that now and I love mutual masturbation. I went to an all boys secondary school and although you would think there would be plenty of opportunities there were none at all. It was a very homophobic time and although I knew by now I was bisexual I kept it quiet and contented myself with wanking furiously at least twice a day. Something that continues even at age 52. When I was 17 I heard someone talking about a woodland where an old man had tried to grope him. Now I know it was a cruising spot but then I was more naive. I ventured there and it wasn’t long before I was sat on a bench with a man who must have been mid 70s. He was touching himself and asked if he could “have a feel.” I said yes and he took my cock out and stroked it. I came within a minute. He called me a good boy and off I went. Over the years he must have wanked and sucked me 100 times. Including once when I was 20 and had a work van. We got in the back, I stripped off and he asked me to get on all fours. He rimmed me. I had never had that happen before but it was glorious. He was wanking me at the same time and the orgasm was so intense I remember it still. There were several old men I used to let fiddle with me. Some just wanted to feel it through my trousers. Some wanted to wank me off and some wanted to suck me. I was always happy to oblige and to this day I love old men groping me and playing with my cock. I am fortunate to have a very understanding wife and whilst she does not go out cruising with me, she accepts it as one of my needs. Please feel free to contact me to chat or share experiences. First sexual experiences: My first real experiences were aged about 11 to 14 with a cousin- we’ll call her Fay. It started off as the usual doctors and nurses. We were very close and she only lived down the road and was a tomboy so we were always together. I remember us locking ourselves in our bathroom and she wanted me to examine her. She lay face down and I pulled her bum cheeks apart. I remember putting my finger in her bum hole and then she turned over. I would part the lips of her smooth vagina, put my fingers in and then lick them. Then she would wank me off. I had started to produce white sticky cum by now and it used to shoot over her hand. I still like that to this day. By the age of 14 I was licking her out to orgasm and she was wanking me off and putting her finger in my bum. All of a sudden it ended. We just stopped doing it. We are still friends today and neither of us has ever mentioned it. It was just one of those childhood things. After that I had a few fumbles with girls and at age 17 I met a 40 year old woman who taught me the joys of sex. How to finger a woman, anal sex and all sorts of other delights. I still love to have sex with older men and women and even though I am now 52 I still feel so turned on by a woman or a man in their 70s or 80s. I wish there was more opportunities to explore this but I do still get to enjoy the occasional sexual experience with an older person so I can’t complain. Mike's Story: I discovered masturbation when I was about twelve, I was at my friends house and he was a little older and had told me it felt good and so he taught me what to do. We used to sit in his bedroom and just be half naked in front of each other and play with our penises. Shortly after starting secondary school though I became very self conscious and wouldn’t be naked in front of anyone ever. My penis is a grower and I didn’t know that was a thing at the time; all I remember was getting changed for PE and having the tiniest (soft) penis of anyone there. Masturbation has always been a way for me to enjoy my body even though I was embarrassed about ever meeting anyone else see it. Of recent years however I’ve done a lot to build my confidence in all aspects of my life and have become much more comfortable in my sexuality and being naked and recognising that both things can be very pleasurable and don’t always have to come together. Rose's story - a bit of Masturbation Discovery and First Experiences The story begins when I was 12 yers old and my parents split up. Actually, my father buggered off never to be seen again! My Mum was nothing less than brilliant in caring for my older brother, my younger sister and me. She could not afford for us to stay in the family home, and found us a tiny cottage in the country, a couple of miles from our former home. There were only two bedrooms - a double and a twin. The original plan was that she would share the twin with my brother John (14), while sister Jennie (9) and I would share the double room (and bed). The problem was that Jennie was an incredibly restless sleeper, and would wriggle and fidget all night long, frequently kicking or hitting me in her sleep. She was sleeping well, but I wasn't. Within a few days, I was falling asleep in class, resulting in Mum getting a terse note from school. Something had to be done! That somethIng was that Jennie would have the single bed in Mum's room, while John and I would have to share the double bed. I wasn't keen on the idea, but there was no other option. Before the new arrangement was put in place, Mum set out the ground rules. I was to go to bed first at my normal time, to be followed by John 30 minutes later. He was to undress in the bathroom and get into bed without disturbing me. She added that there was to be no funny business, without specifying what the "funny business" might be. For the first few nights, it all happened as it was supposed to, but come the weekend, everything changed. When John came to bed, he woke me, then dropped his pyjama trousers to show me his penis. Of course I had seen him nude many times before, but not for a couple of years, and never withn the erection he now had. It seemed huge at the time, but with hindsight and experience (lots of it!) it wasn't that big at all - probably no more than four inches. He was waving it around and I called him a dirty and disgusting creep. I turned my back on him and eventually he gave up and got into bed. The following night the same thing happened, but this time he wanted me to feel how hard he was. I told him I could see, so I didn't need to feel. His response was to grab my hand and guide it to his cock. He was hurting my wrist and said he would let go only when I felt him. I had no choice. I pretended to be angry, but secretly I was tintrigued by how his little pink sausage had become so big and hard. His next move was to come into our bedroom while I was lying on the bed, reading. Mum had had to go out, he said, and he wanted to show me something. He stripped off and climbed on to the bed, erect as usual. He then began to rub his penis until he started twitching and grunting until some fluid squirted out. I was shocked, disgusted and fascinated by what had happened. "That's wanking," he said. "All boys do it." "Then you are all dirty and disgusting," I said. From that point, the nightly routine was for him to turn the light on, wake me and then masturbate beside me. I tried not to look, but could not help myself. Inevitably, one night he said he wanted me to do it for him. Of course I refused, but he said that if I didn't he would tell Mum I had been smoking (It was true, I had). There was no choice, so I took hold of his penis and rather clumsily made him cum. Far from being shocked at myself, I found I had actually enjoyed masturbatiing him and immediately realised I had a bargaining tool and some power over him. Soon I was masturbating him at least once a day in return for him doing my household chores, helping me with my homework and giving me a cut of his pocket money. Occasionally he would have a friend with him and I would masturbate both them for an enhanced fee - living off immoral earnings at an early age! While all that had been going on, we had been introduced to "Uncle Maurice" who had become a frequent visitor. Strangely, nonne of us had any previous recollection of an Uncle Maurice, but Mum seemed happier and he was a nice man too. Before long, Mum announced that we were all going to live with "Uncle Maurice". He had a big house and she was going to be his housekeeper. The house was big enough for us all to have a separate room which put paid to my adventures with John. He began to have girlfriends anyway. I missed the bedtime fun I had become used to, and turned my attention to myself having been introduced to the pleasures of girls' masturbation by a school friend. Since then, one
of my greatest pleasures has been masturbation in all its forms.
There is nothing I love more than to see a man with an erection
on the beach that I go to, and if he is bold enough to masturbate,
then so much the better. Often I will masturbate myself at the
same time. Lovely! A footnote to all this is that Mum and Uncle Maurice eventually marrried, and when he left school, John went to work for Maurice. He did very well for himself, growing the business which Maurice handed over to him when he retired. John has shared his good fortune with Jennie and me over the years and we have remained close. When John had his 60th birthday, I asked him what I could give him as a present to mark such a significant event. He thought for a minute, and then said "You remember when we were kids, you used to wank me off? Well........" I was shocked at first, but then thought "Why not?" And so I did. it was fun and we had a good laugh about it. He now wants a repeat for his 70th in a few years........ Nick's story, again a bit of Masturbation Discovery and First Experiences I think I discovered
and learnt about masturbation the same way as most young teen-agers
in the early 80s did by talking to mates ,watching porn
videos and looking porn mags.... No porn hub on your phone back
then! It was a few years
later that something happened that cemented my love of masturbating
in front of someone. Tom's Schooldays Stories: I wrote to Peter
after reading Martin's and Charlie's story of how they discovered
masturbation, to see if we could comment, or rate the stories.
Both of them remind me of how I discovered masturbation; alone
or with another boy. There are so many similar stories on Peter's
pages, that it seems many of us were introduced to masturbation
at an early age and have enjoyed the pleasure ever since. Charlie's story - not quite how he first discovered masturbation, but more 'life at a boarding school'! When I was a teenager I was at boarding school. There was a very active sexual culture at that school. When I had gone at age 13 I thought I was the only person who wanked, and felt very awkward and shy about it. I found the older boys of seventeen and eighteen very beautiful and arousing. But actually, there were very attractive lads of all ages. There was nudity in the washrooms for the dormitories, and for the house changing rooms downstairs. There were communal baths upstairs and communal baths downstairs. So one got used to seeing all the fifty or so lads of 13-18 that one lived with naked morning, noon and night. After games was a great time for sitting around naked in the changing rooms gossiping and watching everyone else showering after games. There would often be an erection or two to admire. In my year group were two lads who had been to prep school together. They shared a study, and above the door had constructed (as had many others) a platform, like a bed, with a ladder up to it. One afternoon I was visiting them and the three of us were on the bed, me at one end and them at the other. We were chatting about prep school and they told me how they had wanked together. I was starting to get very aroused, when I felt the besocked foot of the taller one rubbing my crotch. I reciprocated, and the the shorter one leant over and started to rub me while opening my trousers. I was powerless to resist. Before long we were naked and they were wanking me off. I think it was only a day or two later when they told me about a teacher they called 'blowjob Jem' who used to suck off little boys at their prep school. They offered to show me. They gave me demonstration on each other first, then both together came and licked and sucked till I came. It didn't take long We were all part of a dormitory where everyone had their own bed in a curtained partition. Before long I realised that after lights out there was a great deal of surreptitious traffic going on. I got used to naked visitors slipping in to my partition to wank me or suck me, and, on my own part, I began to make exploratory visits to the beds of the boys I fancied. I wasn't always lucky, but I came to know quite a group of lads my age who loved nudity and wanking and sucking. I came to love receiving jets of spunk which I always swallowed. The first lad who had wanked me had a foreskin that did not retract. I now know it was phimosis. I have often wondered if he had a circumcision. Another, a lad with brilliant red hair and ginger pubes was the only circumcised boy in the house. He and I had a lot of fun in the afternoons through the years, often enjoying long 69 sessions. One summer when we were 16 or so we were watching Wimbledon. I was stood leaning against the back of an easy chair when he came up behind me and hugged me from behind. I was aware of his erection pressing into my bum crack, and then felt his hand slide into my trousers to grip my very erect cock. We disappeared out of the TV room and went onto his study bed for a most passionate session of licking and mutual sucking. Suddenly he learnt forward and started to lock my freshly showered hole. I was overcome with desire for him and did the same. Once our holes were wet and ready we fingered each other as we sucked each other off. I think we both came twice that afternoon. There was a lot of sex to be had. Not just in my house, but in the sports facilities, and in other boys' houses. I found the holidays a bit of a desert, and loved getting back to school and the fun. It was a rare day when I didn't have the chance to share my body with another keen and lusty teenager. When I was fifteen I was wanking so much that I tore my frenulum. I wiped up the blood, but didn't take much notice of it otherwise and it soon healed up. But not long afterwards I was having a wankathon with a friend (how many times in 24 hours - I can't remember who won. We drank most of each other's cum) and the next day my red raw foreskin developed a lump. I have had this ever since. It is in my foreskin, a small cyst. It affects urination, and is a bit prominent and unsightly when I have an erection. I have always hated it, but when younger felt I was saddled with through my own fault. But now, fifty years on I have finally gone to the doctor to see about getting it removed. He suggested a circumcision, but I don't want this, so he said it would be quite simple to remove it and leave my foreskin intact. So that is what I am going to have done. But coming to that decision has reminded me of some extraordinarily horny and free teenage times. I went firmly into the closet at 17, and I never discovered that freedom and delight in gay sex until thirty-three years later. But that is another story! Martin's Moment of Discovery I was 12 and my senior school was an all boys technical school in SE London. One day while in the toilet one of my classmates came in and we got chatting and he said to me "How far can you shoot"? I said I didn't know, basically WTF is he talking about lol, then he said "You do masturbate, you know to wank don't you"? and I said yes and he left. It was a Thursday and my friend Kieran's parents were going away to a big family anniversary and as they were leaving on Friday afternoon he wanted to know if I wanted to stop over for the weekend and I said yes. We walked home together, took about half hour and I told him what this kid had said. Kieran looked at me and said "You do know what he means, don't you"? I stammered 'nnnot ssure'. Anyway Kieran told me what it was and I laughed out loud as I thought he was joking. Friday was here at last and school finished for the weekend, I told Kieran that I was going home first to collect my bag of clean clothes and PJ's. My mum said hello to Kieran and gave me my bag, she asked Kieran who was looking after him and he said it was his uncle Darren, his mums brother. We got back to Kierans and Darren had got us fish and chips for tea. Darren was about 35ish and after tea Kieran went for a shower and I went next. When I came out of the bathroom I went into Kierans bedroom to dry off and get dressed but, to my surprise Kieran still hadn't got dressed, so I quickly got dry and put on a t shirt and shorts. About 15 mins later Darren came in and me and Kieran sat on the edge of the bed and Darren sat in a chair in the corner. Darren asked if I was the friend who didn't believe what Kieran had said about masturbation, I said yes I was. Darren spent the next 10-15 minutes explaining all about 'IT' lol. I noticed that Kieran had an erection and so did I but I was dressed. Then Darren said show Martin your cock now and Kieran stood up and I could see his full erection. Darren asked if my cock was erect and I squirmed a little bit, look don't be shy said Darren and he stood up and removed his shirt I thought my cock was going to burst and then he took off his shorts and his cock just sprang up and down, WOW what an erection and he was completely smooth all over, there he said now you, so I gingerly got up and stripped off and they both looked at my erection. Darren was still standing there with his foreskin pulled back over his glans and it looked gorgeous. Darren then proceeded to show us what wanking was by rubbing his cock, then he asked me and Kieran to take it in turns to wank him off. I felt his cock, it was awesome and I didn't want to let go of it, Kieran took over from me and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Mine and Kierans cocks were absolutely soaking wet, I took over from Kieran and with 30 secs of my wanking Darren off he shot his load all over my chest and cock, it felt wonderful. Darren then suggested that Kieran and I wank each other off, so we did. We all ended up laying on the bed feeling each other's cock and balls and I spent more time playing with Darrens than mine or Kierans. We all slept naked in the same bed that night. When I woke in the morning Darren was already up and Kieran was still asleep, so I went into the bathroom and Darren was just stepping out of the shower, as soon as he see me I could see his cock twitching and I couldn't help myself I just grabbed his cock started playing with it and for some reason I went down on my knees and put his cock in my mouth, that was the best thing I had ever had in my mouth in my 12 tender years. That weekend was the best weekend ever, we just spent all weekend naked and wanking and Darren tought us both how to suck cock. Kieran and I sucked each others cocks, but I loved sucking Darren off and I even let him come in my mouth, the taste was devine. I just wish I could
live that weekend all over again. Dudley's School Days: In my second year
at boarding school, two weeks before the end of term, we were
doing prep, supervised by a prefect about 18 years old, I was
12. Somebody let out a loud fart, I laughed and was told to report
to his study afterwards. John's Growing up story.. I thought I’d add to the How I Discovered Masturbation Page - and as Peter asked, record how it developed to the present day - I’m 66 and still enjoying it 55 years later! As a youngster, me and my friends got up to the same sort of things that I’ve already read in this section! We loved to play doctors in the tent, in the garden where we would take it in turns to be the patient or one of the doctors.... it was always a problem with our Willy ! The doctors would investigate the problem very closely examining the balls, head, shaft and foreskin (where available)... the remedy nearly always involved rubbing or (if you were lucky) sucking the not so floppy Willy ! Sometimes our older mates would join in - and we’d take more time playing with their bigger willies and look in wondering detail at the wisps of curly hair growing down there.... We’d take it in turns to rub or suck their cocks but I don’t remember ever seeing either Stuart or Robin actually cum - not that we knew anything about that in the early pre sex education 1960s! When I was 11, I went to an all boys Grammar school in the Midlands UK. After games we would all have to have a shower or if it was exam time, a communal bath in the cricket pavilion changing rooms. The whole muddy class crammed into this enormous bath - hot water, steam, noise. I was at the side, sitting on a sort of underwater step next to my friend Adrian. Suddenly with a shock I felt his hand feeling me underwater... I pushed his hand away but he persevered... My whole body was electrified as he made me erect - I closed my eyes - breathing hard I shook as for the first time in my life I orgasmed. I don’t know if it was dry orgasm or not as it happened underwater! When I opened my eyes, to my surprise, the whole class was looking at us! It took some living down I can tell you. Soon after, the first time I masturbated myself was during the World Cup final in 1966 - I’m not a great football fan so had to find something else to do! I lay on my bottom bunk, played with my self to get hard then went for it. It was mind blowing but frightening too because I covered myself, my tee shirt and sheets in cum! I had no idea what had happened or what it was and must have made a noise because a moment or two later Dad came in to see if I was ok. Luckily, I’d just pulled the covers up. He gave me a look which I think meant, I know what you’ve been up to! Adrian and I used to walk into the spinney at the bottom of the school grounds almost every lunch time to have a wank! Either doing ourselves or taking turns to lean between these two trees that we’d found and be done by the other! As I’ve said I went to an all boys school in the 60s and we had swimming lessons in our outdoor pool - in the nude - which is probably why I love being naked outdoors still all these years later. To get the most use out of the pool, swimming lessons were back to back - us younger boys waiting for the 6th formers to finish theirs. The older guys were of course young men - so far more developed than us who were on the brink of puberty. It was usual to see some of these older boys to have rock hard stiffies - they did nothing to hide them (not that they could) and were often joked at by the rest. Us first years were showing signs of arousal too! Now I wonder what the masters were thinking - although the teacher that coached the water polo team used to put a small ball down his trunks and encourage the team to retrieve it - one day he disappeared, wasn’t a teacher any more...? Quite often, on the way to the next lesson, we’d stop off at the outdoor urinal and have jacking off competitions - who could shoot first - or highest - or furthest. Sometimes some of the 6th formers would join in! We didn’t ever think about it as being at all gay - I’m not even sure if we knew what gay was - it was just life at the all boys school in the 60s - remember, we’d had no sex education ! A few years later, I was home alone with my slightly younger brother while our parents were away for the weekend. I felt randy, so dressed only in our bathrobes we sat watching tv. I plucked up courage and asked him if he ever masturbated - he gave me a confused look. I said, you know wanked, jerked off... his look didn’t change. Plucking up even more courage I undid my robe showing my solid teenage hardon! Looking across I could see that his robe was tenting... I started to wank slowly and told him to try the same. Although he said so I don’t think it was his first time - I loved watching his foreskin slide up and down and over his cock - I’ve always been jealous of that as I have only a small skin... A couple of more years pass when the family went to stay with relations in a small Devon farmhouse... small, so my brother and I not only had to share a bedroom but share a double bed too. By that time we’d both been relatively ‘successful’ with girl friends but there was something I wanted to try... So we lay there in the double bed talking about what we’d done with our girlfriends when I lied that Christine had actually sucked me off - she hadn’t... my brother was interested and so I said - with my heart beating fast - how did he fancy us trying it? To my absolute astonishment he said - if you like! Fuck! So we did - I offered to do him first - as I’ve said I was really jealous of his foreskin and wanted to get my lips and tongue in and around it again as we’d done playing Doctors years before... it was not a disappointment feeling him squirming and hearing him moaning as he came in my mouth... It took him a few minutes to recover - I was panicking that he would just fall asleep - but he got out of bed; went to the bottom of the bed and then made his way under the covers licking my hairy legs as he made his way towards my cock - I shall never forget that hot wet sensation as he took me into his mouth and licked my shaft... ...It was not a disappointment - and we did more or less the same for the rest of the week. On our very last day at school at 18, a group of us went to the riverside pub - got rather drunk and decided to walk along the river bank on our ways home... we decided to go skinny dipping - in the dark - when we got out - I had a hardon - the guys laughed and I said that I’d deal with it - but Nigel said Let me do it for you - so I did! I’d had a steady girlfriends since I was about 15 - and the sex was good and safe - so this episode was a bit of a novelty- but it felt nice - I was turned on by the other guys watching and wanking too - either by themselves or helping out... we ended up in a daisy chain on the river bank... I went through college with a steady girlfriend and eventually married mid-twenties... One memory... on the eve of our wedding - we go to our favorite Chinese restaurant - and afterwards we stop in a forested layby... we drop back my seat to almost horizontal - I lay back and enjoyed it as she unzips, unbuttons, unclips, unfolds and I underestimated how good she was be at giving me a hand job... We loved sex and still do... all sex... fucking of course but mutual and self masturbation while being watched or cuddled while we do it ourselves... As our family grew up I was more comfortable with being naked than she was - our sons followed my example - and saw each other’s erections and bodily development... we would walk about in the house naked - and sometimes have breakfast like that - there was no bathroom door so I saw the way both boys were developing - both with foreskins and built like donkeys ! When he was 22, My youngest walked in on me after his shower while I was wanking on top of our bed - he was staying with us after a breakup with his girlfriend - I’d forgotten - he watched for a couple of seconds before I saw him and then said It’s great that you still do it at your age!!!! I was 45!!!! He was obviously turned on (no towel) and said - I’ll just go and deal with this!!!! That was great Father and Son bonding ! And that was all before the internet... Since then I’ve found chat rooms where I can cam with other guys... Found Peter’s site which has taught me things I wouldn’t have dreamed of... about my body and my bits most recently after reading, I discovered I had a frenulum! Now my favourite places - apart from being inside my wonderful wife are Wanking in the shower using the power shower on my balls, naked in the garden taking selfies, in our bed just after she’s got up snuggling into the warm patch she’s left behind, walking in the dunes at the coast... as Peter described - when I’m naked too, I naturally touch, pull and generally chub up my cock and stretch my balls - more impressive that way... And playing with the new toys I’ve leant about on the net a carrot or a butt plug up my bum, I love to use my muscles to push it out - or an adjustable cock ring to make my cock even harder, the veins thicker and my wanks more intense!!!!!! Cheers Peter How Mick discovered Masturbation: I have always found my penis pleasurable to touch from the age of 10 and could always get some clear fluid to come out. But I had never "cum" officially. At the age of 13 I had a cousin the same age stay with my family, The boy was my age and he stayed a few months because of a marriage break down. His sexual experience went far beyond mine. We slept in the same bedroom and after lights out we discussed girls and sex, and began sleeping in the nude, this progressed to masturbation and we began wanking, he instructing me on best technique and showing the wonders of petroleum jelly. During one these sessions I ejaculated a full load of semen, A moment to remember. We moved on to wanking each other and to fellatio, I am in my mid 50's now and remember those times fondly. My cousin's father
found a new job and house in another city and he moved on, I
have met with him again on 2 occasions as adults and our conversation
goes back to that time. We are both married with children. Brian's first experiences: My first outdoor
nudist experience was at 14 years old running round a pitch and
putt golf course at night with a friend, totally naked, for a
dare. We then had a pee into the 18th hole. There were also the
usual masturbatory experiences you go through at that age. Robs first experience: I grew up in a
household full of females and I have always enjoyed the female
form, Rye's Masturbation Discovery My parents were
away a lot in my younger years and I remember I usually went
to my relatives a lot, especially at weekends and holidays etc. How Jack discovered masturbation...Well I have a strong
recollection of going away on a weekend camp during the time
I was an Air Cadet at the age of 13. Ron's Story: Having failed my 11+ exam,I went to a boys' Private School to complete my education and was put into a small class of similar aged pupils Shortly after, a friend asked if I had seen the size of Alan's cock. Having said no he said "change seats and ask him to show you". This we did and sure enough Alan was quite happy to oblige! It turned out that he was the first to reach puberty and I was really fascinated. I asked him if I could touch it. He allowed me to fondle it and I was amazed at the size and stiffness of it. He suddenly tried to push my hand away but too late a big wet patch appeared through his trousers! I suddenly felt very guilty feeling it was wrong, I was responsible, and he would have to walk past the teacher. I think I was the next one to reach puberty and meanwhile I learnt the joys of masturbation although it was dry orgasms. Anthony's Story: How I discovered masturbation was by myself when I was about 13/14,I was alone in my grans bedroom,in it she had a 1920s dressing table with a tilting mirror and wardrobe with a full length mirror on the outside door,wearing only a pair of school football shorts made of a soft warm material and very sensual,as I recall, I stood in front of the mirror admiring myself getting aroused and rubbing the bulge, unable to resist touching myself I lowered my shorts and masturbated rubbing my penis between the palms of my hands,needless to say I came into my shorts, from then on I regularly went into my grans bedroom and while nude used to sit on the end of her bed facing the dressing table mirror and proceed to masturbate. Eric's experience: Growing up in my village, really a hamlet, left me so ignorant of human physiology that I formed all sorts of mistaken beliefs. I really didn't understand my first erections and wondered if I had caught something, but then thought maybe not as the sensation when I touched myself was nice. My epiphany came one summer when I was in our attic "sorting" out things but actually masturbating, and heard our neighbour in her garden. The only window was high up so I had to stretch to look out and there she was, in a high cut, low cut swimming costume sunbathing. I didn't really realise what was happening until I automatically touched my penis and found it hard and very erect, so much so that it felt it was being stretched too tight. And my balls withdrew into my body, my scrotum becoming hard like a protective shell. It was all very confusing but I now knew the connection between the visual stimulus of my neighbour and my penis. Needless to say I ejaculated quite quickly but got hard again and continued, eventually stopping because my penis was sore, even though I was still erect. I often spent time in the attic after that! Hi Peter and your readers, Im 63 now and began my wanking career more than 50 years ago. I went to an all boys school and often in the changing rooms during PT lessons you would see cocks of all shapes and sizes, some fully erect some soft and many in-between. I think some lads just couldn't help but react to their raging hormones. I had seen my elder brother wanking at home when I was around 11 and he was 15 and would tell some of my close friends at school about it the day after. One day a friend came back home with me after school when we had the house to ourselves and I showed him some of my brothers soft porn magazines. We noticed some of the pages were stuck together and I remember us being very excited and getting our cocks out and rubbing them against the pictures in the magazines. I remember my friend cumming on that occasion, it was another week or two when we repeated the experience that he got hold of my cock and wanked me till I ejaculated, it was amazing. Well all these years later I still wank when I'm home alone, thank goodness for the internet! I find that like your previous contributor to the subject, Bill, the amount I ejaculate has diminished over the last few Years, the feeling is just as intense though! I sometimes think about those Schooldays and wish Id still got a male friend to play with as we chat about sex etc and I'd love to hear from anyone with similar experiences. Cheers Hi Peter hope you don't mind if I add my two pence worth: I first felt my sexual urge when when I was still at infant school and climbed a post and the friction against my little cock made me think of girls and I had no idea why! At primary school my friend and I were quite popular and the girls used to quite willingly drop their knickers for us and we took great delight in looking at there little naked vaginas although I have no recollection of getting a hard on. I don't think we ever showed them our cocks. I remember at about age 11 some of my pals and myself dropped our pants and swung across a stream on a rope and the friction causing us all to get a bit hard but up to this point I had never rubbed my cock or shot a load. At the swimming pool changing rooms I remember showing some of the other kids my erect cock and we were all amused by it but no touching as yet. My secondary school was boys only and I remember a kid at about 13 years old who would wank in front of you and we were all a bit astounded by the stuff that shot out of the end of his cock but still not ready to try it myself yet. I was having a lot of wet dreams and my mum never said anything about the state of my pajamas which literally stood up on their own sometimes! But still no wanking. My friends were all talking about the delights of wanking so I started rubbing my cock but always stopped before anything happened I just didn't know what to expect! At age 15 it happened in the bathroom, I rubbed for about 15 minutes and then I had my first orgasm shooting a tiny bit of spunk into the toilet. That was it then I was wanking every day and just couldn't get enough of it. I was delighted that my cum shots were now quite big and mostly I shot into a tissue although my pals just said they shot over their sheets in bed but i couldn't do that to my mum! At age 17 I had my first fuck and again after that I couldn't get enough of it although I was still wanking a lot too. I love to wank in the open air and have done it on beaches sitting on the river bank and in my garden. At 58 now and happily married for 34 years and enjoying fucking my wife still. I still love my alone time. My wife was never into self play and I know she would be annoyed with me if she knew. I like to look at other guys wives on the internet photo sharing sites for my inspiration now. I share a few pics of my wife and love to think of other guys wanking over her and I love to wank over pics of other guys wives too. It really turns me on to see the private pics of other couples similar to ourselves. I have to admit though that my wife knows nothing about it and would kill me if she knew. I have never wanked in front of another bloke although I get the urge to wank another bloke off now and again just to see what it's like. I have noticed that as I have got older my cum shots are much smaller now, sometimes only a dribble. But I guess this is natural. I really want to try a Fleshlight but I think my mrs would go mad!! We both now enjoy nude beaches and like to spend our holidays naked as much as possible although we have never been to a nude resort. The sex improves too after a day naked I find! Cheers Bill. Hi Peter Excellent site, I have loved reading all the masturbation stories and thought I'd send you mine. Please feel free to publish on your website. I was about 8 or 9 when I first became aware that my willy was a source of pleasure when I touched or played with it and started to wake up with boners. At about 10 I also found my father's naughty magazines and enjoyed getting elections looking at them, although never got to the point of coming. At about 12 I found some naughty picture of my parents on Polaroids that they had obviously taken of each other, this was very exciting and would always give me an instant erection. One time I was staying at a friend's house on a sleepover and I took a couple of the pictures to show him. When we were lying in bed, me on the floor and him in his bed, I showed the pictures I had of my mother naked and playing with herself and some toys. He liked looking at them and to my surprise he told me he had found some of his mother too, he crept into her bedroom as his pare to were downstairs and brought them in. Wow, what an excitement it was looking at his mum masturbating the same as the pictures of my mum, I had the biggest hard on I had ever had. We showed each other our hard Willie's and he asked if I could "come". I was 13 at this point and had heard about ejaculation but had never done it. He told me he felt he wanted to come and showed me how he did it, by wanking his hard willy backwards and forwards. After about 1 minute he moaned and a jet of white fluid shot out over his stomach a couple of times then his willy went soft. I tried but was unable that time but wanted to try when I got home. My first ejaculation happened in the bathroom a few weeks later. I was sitting on the toilet looking at my parents photos and Rubbing my hard dick as he had done. After a few minutes a wave of heat came over my body and a huge amount of cum shot out over my lap and kept coming. It felt incredible, I had never felt anything like it. From that day I have masturbatiom at every opportunity and became a lover of naturism and being naked as much as possible and with others. I am 37 now, married and have kids, I masturbate daily and have started to masturbate with other guys which I love, it takes me back to that sleepover and Ilove to help other guys come, with my hands and sometimes if they want with my mouth. I would love to do it more but it is hard to find guys and friends to do it with. In the South West where I live there are a few beaches for naturists and hopefully I'll meet up with other lovers of masturbation. Please post my email address and let others know they can contact me to share stories, experiences and maybe meet up. Chris My first wank
(Anon) Nigel's Story: I am a forty-something year old Dutch 'young' man, happily married with my 10 years younger wife and we have a son. I am 100% hetero-sexual although a gay friend of mine told me that there's no such thing as a 100% on the one side. And yes, meanwhile I tend to agree as I get older, more experienced in thinking and feeling, tasting and enjoying, and more educated (via internet) by websites such as yours.
As a boy I grew
up in a middle-large town near the city of Arnhem, at the Rhine
-as an Englishmen you know where it is -and this country of ours
is called the Netherlands (not Holland) especially the area where
I grew up. It was a protestant (protestant-christian, the Dutch
national denomination, at that time at least) primary school
that I went to. I had a little girlfriend, about three quarters
of a year younger than I, with whom I played a lot, at school,
in-house and in the square, in the playground, on swings, seesaws,
sandpits and shovels and such. Later, say 6 years,
we ended up in different primary schools, as our parents moved
to another town, but in totally different areas. We had P.E.
two (or three?) times a week, and at least once was with a qualified
P.E. teacher that was independent of the schools. I loved those
P.E. lessons, as I was reasonably decent in all activities, and
about half of my class's pupils wore 'sprinters', a kind of sneakers
avant-la-lettre. The other half did not wear any, which made
sense in the other lesson we got through the week, being a classic
gymnastics lesson on the floor (which I hated) for boys only
where we were obliged to be barefoot (but not always). Later, at the gymnasium
(or grammar school?) we were obliged to be barefoot in the P.E.
lesson indoors. I still disliked it, but everyone else had the
same problem, at least that's how I perceived it. I hadn't seen
my childhood girlfriend for years, but I fell in love with some
of the girls in my class every six weeks or so. I climbed up the rope to the ceiling in the way just as she had been telling me to do. I swapped my feet, having one on top of the other and the next draw vice versa, which the teacher notices. The other boy climbed too, as fast as he could. His not so nimble movements were half the pace of mine. As I reached the ceiling, I quickly went down carefully, expecting the match to end as soon as I had my feet back on the floor. The teacher looked up and saw the struggling boy half-way now. 'Go on,' she said to me, for everyone to hear. Go up again! Please do use only your arms if you can!' Although I was a bit tired, I managed to haul the rope as it were and climbed up very quickly and got to the ceiling a metre before the boy's failing attempt. As I touched the ceiling, the teacher and the pupils on the ground started to clap in appraisal. We were generally
obliged to shower after the P.E. lesson, but we mostly got away
with wetting our hair and quickly changing our briefs, but this
time I could shower, without being afraid of an erection. I was
in the shower long, and after some time the teacher came in.
At the time, I thought nothing of it, as she was a little under
my mother's age, and it was not uncommon at all, for teachers
to come inspect the changing-room after a lesson. I was just
drying myself of, as she walked in the entry between the shower-room
and the changing-room (they were opposite of each other) and
she smiled a great smile seeing me nude. When I was going
to bed the same evening, I got aroused doing the naked turn again
in my bedroom, on my toes and with my hands stretched up in the
air. I got an erection quickly, very quickly. I laid down, not
yet having pyjamas on, and placed my right wrist next to my penis
and balls, with my fist between my thighs, like the rope did
unintentionally but inevitably at the P.E. class. I slowly moved
my right arm op and down. It felt great. The feeling got stronger
and stronger. And at that moment I thought of pushing my left
hand to the side of my penis, as to mimic the friction to my
genitals during the climbing. The feeling went up still and I
hesitated because the feeling caused a bit of dizziness that
I had not experienced before. 'Am I normal?' the thought crossed
my mind very briefly, but then I thought of my likewise nude
P.E. teacher showering and her easy attitude towards me. I thought
of the compliments she gave me, I concluded she really meant
it, as she uttered them twice. The plateau of my feeling in my
tommy and in the top of my penis reached a higher level and again
I hesitated, because it was so intense, that I questioned as
if this was normal. I did not move my wrist or my hands between
my thighs and along my penis, I just held them there and thought
a moment of the turn I had to make in front of her. The tiptoeing
I had to do, which was not only barefoot, but fully naked and
with a fully erect penis. The feeling now was overwhelming, the
muscles in my stomach cramped completely, my back arched, my
legs tensioning and my feet pointing completely down. My first
orgasm had started. It took forever within 6-7 seconds. I ejaculated
vigorously, in five or six gulps. The second and third gulp both
ended on my chin, the fourth and fifth not further than my navel.
I was startled enormously and realised in a second that this
was what some of the boys were hinting when talking about girls
of late. Hi Peter, What a wonderful web site you have so informative. It is so good that we can share our experiences like this. I have really enjoyed reading the messages about peoples first experience of masturbation and how similar many are to mine. Not sure at what age I started to play with my willy, but I know it gave me great pleasure. It must of because I kept doing it. I would lay on my front and rub my hard willy in my hand, not stopping until I had that warm tingling feeling in my body. I think that I was about 14 when I had my first orgasm! When I was 14 I had a friend who was lucky enough to have a swimming pool at the end of his garden. That summer we would go in it nearly every day. Not sure how it started but one day we dared each other to take our trunks off and swim nude. It was such a wonderful feeling swimming naked, so much so we would both end up with our cocks hard. I think this is where I got my love of nudity and being naked. One day when we were getting changed and he asked me if I wanked and how. I told him I did and showed him by cupping my hands and rubbing myself. He showed me how he did it by holding his and stroking. I tried this and liked it and still do do it this way. It was a couple of years later when we first wanked each other. We were camping in his back garden, both laying there naked with cocks standing proud. I had always wanted to touch his and this time reached out and held it. Wow it was wonderful, I couldn't stop myself from stroking him, not stopping till he cam (only a few strokes). He did the same to me. It was so nice to give pleasure to each other like this. I still like to masturbate other men. Now I also like to give oral to men. Please feel free to share my email address, it would be good to hear from others who experienced the same as me. Dorset, England Hi Peter, When I was 7 I gained comfort from cupping my dick and balls in my hand while lying on my front in bed and gently moving from side to side against the sheets. The feeling of well-being when I did this was wonderful and I 'rocked' myself to sleep this way for years. It was the forerunner to real masturbation, which I discovered at the age of 10, when I noticed that my dick became hard and stood erect when I played with it. I started to stroke it, exposing the tip and found that this was the most sensitive part. The longer I played the more excited I became and my body seemed to spasm as I experienced my first dry orgasm. I told my best friend what I had discovered and he admitted that he did the same thing. It was a relief to know that I could confide in someone and compare notes. Masturbating became a regular occurrence but despite noticing little drops of liquid appearing from time to time, I was 13 before I had my first proper ejaculation. So began my intrigue with masturbation in all it's forms and it continues to this day. Hi Everybody. Rogers first time masturbating I was 15 ½
years old in 1980 and had never played with my cock before. It
was summer and was in my bedroom looking out of my window. For
some reason I undid my trousers and let them drop to my knees
and started to I love wanking
to this day. Whilst I was a teenager I used to take the dog for
a walk in the park late at night and used to walk around the
park with my cock and balls hanging out of my trousers, it didn’t
take long for me to get an erection, if anyone else was walking
past me I tried to cover my erection up with my hand, I’m
sure they must have seen my erection though. Other times in the
woods I would drop my trousers and pants and walk through the
woods with an erection o, the thrill of been semi naked and hard
was great with the wind gently blowing on my Please publish my email address as I would like to here more stories from other gay guys about the places they have wanked on their on own or with friends. John's Story: Hi Peter, Great website! Fascinating info on all topics, especially discovering masturbation for the first time. My earliest memory of the pleasant tingling effect when playing with my 'willy' was at 8 years old. I would lie on my stomach in bed and rub up and down on the sheets. I also discovered that my cock got hard when I did this, so I got to playing with it in other ways, like putting it under the pillow or between the cushions on the sofa.(I still do this to this day). By the time I was 10 I had experienced dry orgasms which scared me somewhat but were so pleasurable that I had to repeat them. I also noticed that my cock would become aroused at any time, day or night, without me even touching it. The best time to play was in the bath with the warm water lapping over my naked body. My mother walked in on me once and mumbled something about 'hurrying up' before leaving rapidly. I guess she knew exactly what I was doing. My first experience with playing with someone else was on a dual family holiday with my aunt and uncle and their family. My cousin David, who was 2 months older than me, and I had to share a bed in a small room in the attic of the cottage we were staying in. We were supposed to sleep 'head to toe' but decided it was better side by side so we could chat. The talk inevitably came round to cock play and he asked me whether I wanted to play with his and if I would let him play with mine. I didn't need asking twice, and we spent every night stroking and rubbing each other to orgasm before falling asleep. When I was 12 I began to notice small beads of liquid coming out of my cock when I masturbated, which I wiped off with my hand. Before long I was ejaculating with some force and had to hide my stiff and sticky pyjamas and underpants at the bottom of the washing basket. I was once caught 'wanking' by my younger sister who was 10 at the time. She was supposed to be fast asleep in bed and our parents were out. She asked me what I was doing and I told her it was what boys did. She disappeared back to her bedroom and left me to it. She later told me that she also liked to play with herself and had been doing it since she was 9. By 14 I was masturbating regularly, either alone or with friends. One day when I had the house to myself, a friend who was 2 years younger than me came round on the pretext of me helping him with his homework. Little did I know, but his homework was actually learning how to masturbate and he wanted me to teach him. We started by getting our cocks out. Mine was already hard and he was fascinated by the size of it. His was hard too but only small with no pubes. I reached out and got his cock between my thumb and fingers and started stroking it. He laid back, closed his eyes and started moaning. I undid his pants and pulled them down together with his undies. I continued to stroke him and suddenly had the urge to put my mouth round his cock and gently suck it. His moaning increased and all of a sudden he exploded into my mouth a small amount of 'cum'. It was the first time I had tasted any and it was nice. He left soon afterwards but the playful encounters continued numerous times over the following two years. Needless to say, his cock grew in size and we had some good times together. By that time, I was more interested in girls and our meetings stopped. We both got married, had children, and have kept in touch regularly over the years. I am now 75 and still love to masturbate, especially while looking at images on the computer, which we never had, of course, in the 'olden days'. ---- John would love to hear the
comments from others who have similar stories to tell. From Josh: My first masturbation was a few years ago when I was 13 and my willy and balls were massive then and I was playing with my friends Ashley and Harry when they asked me to take my clothes off which I thought was kind of weird but I did it anyway and my willy was massive and then they took all of there clothes off, there Willie's were tiny and then I suddenly decided to touch there tiny Willies and wank them and it felt good and then they started to do it to me and we had great fun. Wayne's Story: Well think it all
started when I was 5 or 6 years old was with a friend the same
age at his house and we were in his bedroom. He said "show
me your willy" so I did, and he did the same. Then we got
naked and where holding them and rubbing them and we both got
hard, then we got on his bed and he was on top of me rubbing
them together. I had this funny feeling going on down there and
did not want him to stop. Then we were hooked on this each time
we got together we would get naked and try all sorts of stuff
from wanking to licking so suckling. We even tried to put it
in are bums but we were too small. That carried on for years,
but then we moved away. I have now found out he was abused by
his dad and that's how he knew how to do all these things. Kevin's Story: I was a late bloomer
I guess as I didn't discover masturbation 'til I was about about
15, almost 16 (maybe I'd just turned 16). At about 13 I'd been
given a book about sex that was pretty clinical and didn't give
any precise or detailed explanations. So I was left guessing
about the "rythmic motions" described but, I'd found
that lying on my pillow with my erection between the pillow and
the mattress felt pretty good, even if I didn't know where to
go from there. One day while doing this I moved to adjust myself
and suddenly my pelvis took on a mind of its own and began thrusting
quite out of my control. Within a several seconds I was tensing
up and awash with the most amazing feeling! When it was over,
I laid there sort of in shock thinking "oh my god, I think
I just had an orgasm!" I checked under the pillow and sure
enough, there was a small puddle of goo, my first ejaculation!
I cleaned that up and soon it was a daily occurrence. At the
time I fine tuned it a bit and humping my pillow was my favourite
method of achieving orgasm. My first masturbation is still a wonderful memory for me. I was ten when my older brother called me behind the barn. He was naked and told me to get naked also. We often played naked so it was no big deal to strip off. But he began to play with his penis and it got bigger and bigger. Then he began to masturbate and told me to try it - that it felt really good and I'd love it. I played with my penis and sure enough, it began to get stiff and felt very tingly inside. About that time my older brother began moaning and groaning and breathing heavily. I was going to ask him if he was okay when he spurted out some "white stuff" and then collapsed in the grass. I kept on because the feeling was so intense that I couldn't stop, and then I began to breathe heavily and and my whole body shivered. I had a fantastic orgasm. I was very disappointed that nothing came out but it was so wonderful that I could hardly complain. I realized that my brother was jacking again and I joined him. We had several orgasms that afternoon and of course, I was hooked and have been enjoying the wonderful hobby for sixty years now. "I first masturbated
to orgasm when I was 13, but for many years before I enjoyed
getting naked with my friends and looking at their penises. I
would generally be the only one with an erection (I remember
nearly always having an erection when I was naked), and at that
time I didn't know how to masturbate and I am sure that none
of them did too. We would usually hold each others' penises while
we lay naked next to each other or while we urinated, but never
rub them in a sexual way. From Zack: My discovery was
at about age 11 was while I was climbing my mom's clothesline
pole. I was shinnying up, grasping the 5 inch pole with my legs
twined around it, WHEN I started having a pulsating feeling in
my groin, or penis area. Wow, the throbbing really felt good,
lasting only a few seconds. I didn't really know what had hapened.
I'm 71 now and love to masturbate. This discription is from Nigel who is happy to exchange ideas with others. "Well since
how I first discovered masturbation, at least when I first had
an orgasm, is quite a brief episode I will expand my description
to include my later techniques in the enjoyable man game (if
Peter will forgive me). From Tony, who would like your views on his story. My first masturbation
epsisode happened when i was about 13 when i was taken in hand,
literally, by a cousin about 2 years younger. What I was to become
first aware of was the difference in our 2 penises, as although
I had more pubic hair and much darker, his penis was larger than
mine and he had been circumsized and I had not, although not
realisieng the actual word, as quite in-experienced in any type
of sexul activity then, let alone such large words to say let
alone spell. (As this was about 50 years ago, little then was
spoken of about sex to the young, either by adults or in any
books and most definately not on TV, as anything sexual these
days is so easy to find out about for the them these days.) I still love masturbation and often think about that episode when i do it and would love to play that game again, now that i am adult. I was brought up by very religious and strict parents and never remember being taught anything remotely to do with sex, I wasn’t ever given the “father & son” conversation about birds & bees, and grew up in what could be described as an age of innocence. By the age of 12/13, I had started to get erections several times a day but had no idea why it was happening or what it was for. I did find out that if I rubbed it enough, I had a very nice all-over sensation, so obviously did this whenever I could. However, every time I did, I experienced an excruciating pain. My family were reasonably well-off and owned several local agricultural businesses. As a youngster I liked to help around the timber yard, which was managed by a long time friend and ex-army colleague of my aloof father. He was more like a favourite uncle to me although he was no relation. I could ask him anything, knowing that it would be in complete confidence. He often spoke about risque things that I would never hear in my own home. So with that in mind, I decided to speak to him about my problem one day and gingerly swerved the conversation around. I remember feeling deeply embarrassed and my face flaring with heat, but I eventually managed to tell him that when my penis got hard, I had a terrible pain and ‘was there something wrong with me’? He asked me to come back to see him later that afternoon when it got quieter, which I did. And in the privacy of his own locked tea-room, asked me to show him what the problem was. I was very aware that this was not something I should do with a grown man, but that’s ancient history now. I trusted him so much that I had no problem in showing him my penis, which was already hard up by then. He explained that my penis was growing bigger and showed me how my foreskin was too tight and that I must practice in retracting it in order to stretch it, adding that masturbation was the best way. He then did something that in any other context would be classed as abuse. He took out his own penis to firstly show me the differences and then he started to masturbate himself, showing me how to retract the foreskin as you go. When he started to grunt heavily, I though he was going to die, but instead shot a long stream of sperm across the floor. I was totally mesmerised by the whole event. After about 5 return visits to the tea-room where I masturbated in front of him and gave a “progress report”, I was rewarded one day when I felt the now familiar rush, but this time I ejaculated heavily and as I did, I pulled my foreskin all the way back. It felt wonderful! We laughed all afternoon and he gave me my first shot of whisky. It was never mentioned again. I have to say that throughout that short experience he never once touched me and I never felt scared or threatened. Apart from the demonstration he gave me that first day, he never again exposed himself. We remained great friends right up until he died at the age of 88. I have never been attracted sexually to men. I’m now 63 have been married for 41 years and have two married sons. I often think fondly of that time and will be eternally grateful to him for “showing me the way”.. I still enjoy regular and frequent masturbation with my very normal, loose foreskin. I realise my experience may offend modern-day sensibilities and I would never condone it as others of my peers were not so fortunate in similar circumstances, but this was an event unique to me and will always be a fondly remembered memory. Hi Peter, My first masturbation
experiences were with a school friend in the changing cubicles
at the local swimming pool. we were about 10ish . We used to
share a cubicle and we both seemed to really enjoy getting our
clothes off in front of each other. Firstly thank you
for bringing up this subject and allowing people to share their
experiences. Reading some of the other articles on masturbation makes me think I was a bit of a late starter at 13 to have my first proper "wank". As every boy does around the time he is going up to secondary school I'd played with myself and got hard, but although I'd have discharges of what I now know as pre cum I just never thought of going further, probably because I didn't know you had to. I think some of my friends must have thought the same because although we used to "play" with each other none of us ever reached orgasm or even masturbated in a way that got us close - it must have been our sheltered up bringing. A couple of days before Christmas 1974 I was laying in bed and wondered what would happen if I carried on playing with myself. I remember thinking how good it felt and before too long the inevitable happened and I shot a line of spunk up my stomach - being a bit of a late starter I had a good idea what it was, but it was still a bit of a shock. My first thought was think how wonderful it was and my second was what to do to clean myself up. So as not to draw attention to myself and my parents wondering what I was doing wandering around going to the bathroom when it's not something I usually did at that time of night I just left it to soak into my pyjamas hoping that my mother wouldn't notice when she came to clean them. The next morning I remember thinking how stiff my pyjamas were and then wondering if I could do it again. So, I tried again and I had another wank just to make sure that what I'd managed the previous night wasn't a one off - I hoped it wasn't as it had felt so good. And, sure enough it wasn't as I managed it again and again and again. Over that first week I lost count of the number of times I did it and my penis became a bit sore with all the unused to action it was getting. Just over a year after this one of my friend, Peter's parents were away for a weekend so another friend, Steve and I spent the night around Peter's house. Needless to say we didn't get much sleep, but that wasn't planned. We'd been larking around, as boys our age did, all evening when we decided we had better get some sleep, which I believe we intended to do until we got undressed and we couldn't help noticing the bulges we all had in our underpants even though each of us was doing our best to hide them. It was at this point that Peter and I just glanced at each other both knowing what the other was thinking and we grabbed Steve and wrestled him to the floor, well he was the smallest, but as we were to soon discover not where it mattered most. Steve resisted at first as I think he knew what we intended and didn't want to be embarrassed, but he soon gave in. Within seconds his underpants were down and we tried to get him to chase us to get them back. I ran downstairs with them hoping Steve would follow but he didn't, but he didn't. After a few minutes I realised Steve wasn't going to come and try and get his pants back so I returned back upstairs and was promptly ambushed by the other two. Needless to say my pants were soon off and Peter soon followed, although he took his own pants off to save being grabbed by Steve and I. We were all now naked with ridged cocks, but out previous embarrassment had disappeared. Being circumcised I was fascinated with Steve and Peter's uncut cocks and asked them, rather sheepishly, how they wanked. Peter suggested that we show each other how they did it with Steve then added that we do it all together so as one person didn't chicken out. We all then lay on the floor of Peter's bedroom and nervously started to wank ourselves each of us I think wondering if we were doing it the right way, not wanting to be different. Being the age we were none of us lasted that long and I can't remember who came first or last but watching someone else masturbate has been a turn on for me ever since that day. Once we had finished, the competitive streak took over with us seeing how far we had managed to shoot up our bodies, I think I lost but I made the excuse that I usually shot further but I'd had a wank that morning so I had trouble doing it again. The next morning we were all rather sheepish and the episode was not something that was ever raised again, never mind repeated, unfortunately. Hi, my older brother showed me how to wank, we lay on his bed naked, I watched him slide the foreskin back and forth over his knob, his cock became big and hard as he slowly wanked it, I did the same watching my foreskin slide back and forth in my hand, my cock began to stiffen and I pulled the foreskin further and further back with each stroke until it was right back and my knob fully exposed, I loved the sight of my bare knob on my smooth skin ( I still had very little pubic hair perhaps that's why I keep my foreskin pulled back shave all over), I soon began to feel a tingle in my balls and cock, I asked my brother why I felt hot and funny down there he said just keep stroking your knob and you will see, the next thing my cock started to swell and pulse and my hand started pumping faster and faster and my dody started to spasm and a jet of white stuff squirted from my cock, my brother was watching as I wanked gave a moan and his cock shot loads of this white stuff over my body and cock, that's called coming he said and the white stuff is called spunk, we lay there for a while looking at our cocks and I played with my cock some more. Happy wanking George. Mike's personal experiences of discovering masturbation and is happy to discuss with anyone on this or other topics covered in my pages. I am not sure about my exact age when I made my discovery of a fascinating and fun pastime but linking it to where I lived and my friends of the time I must have been around 10 so that puts it in the early 60’s and before sex became a talked about topic. I had no idea at the time what I was doing or what to call it but I knew it was private and something to keep to myself, at least at the beginning. My very first experience of masturbation and orgasm happened while I was having a bath. It is something that has remained sharp in my memory ever since. I was sort of day dreaming at the time and just messing about when I got an erection, or a stiffy as we called it. I do not know why or what caused my cock to become erect, it just happened and I remember deciding to wash my cock as it stuck out of the water as I lie there. I took the bar of soap and started to rub it onto my cock. I found that the touch of the soap at the end of my cock sent tingly feelings down the full length and made it stiffen even more. I pulled back my partial foreskin and rubbed the corner of the soap round the ridge getting even more effect as I did. I found the most feelings came from an area at the front just below where my pee came out and where there was a valley down to where my foreskin was attached to my cock end. I carried on rubbing the corner of the soap up and down this valley and felt the tingling increase and build in intensity. It felt wonderful so I carried on until it built so much is suddenly felt myself jerking and my stomach wet into a sort of spasm rocking my whole body. I didn’t know it at the time but I had just cum for the first time. There was no sperm or anything coming out, as it was a dry orgasm I had just experienced but it felt exciting and so good, I wanted it to carry on and on but of course it didn’t and my cock went soft and the sensations finished. Next bath time I just had to try it again and in no time I had my erection and those feeling building again and again another shattering orgasm. That was it I was into masturbation and soon discovered I didn’t need to be in the bath to enjoy playing with my cock but instead of the bar of soap I could just rub that spot with one finger and get the same fantastic feelings. With a little practice I started to learn when to stop rubbing to make it last longer but I was not always successful and came when I didn’t want to. Still they were dry orgasms I enjoyed and I knew nothing of what I was really doing I just knew I loved doing it. My enjoyment and education was further enhanced after I had been masturbating on my own for only a few weeks. I had a ‘best friend’ who was very close to my own age who lived over the road and we went to the same school and spent a lot of time together. We had previously gone through the stage of “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” So we both knew what each other looked like and some of our games involved some “rude” dares. This particular day we were out in the fields near home, stuck for something to do so started a game of dare. Barry had stopped for a pee so I had just challenged him to walk round the small pond we were playing near with his cock out. He did and challenged me to walk round the pond with nothing on. Being the exhibitionist I had no problem stripping off and walking slowly round the pond while Barry sat by the tree watching me. When I got back I saw he still had his cock out but now it was stiff and sticking up out of his lap. When he saw where I was looking he asked if I ever got a stiffy? I told him sometimes, so he asked if I ever made it itch. I asked him what he meant and he started to rub his cock up and down between two fingers and his thumb. He held it about half way down the shaft and rubbing up and down made his foreskin cover then expose the end of his cock. Watching him I soon had an erection of my own so I showed him how I did it using just one finger. Before we had gone too far he suggested I have a go to make his cock itch and he would do the same to mine. It felt so good to be holding his cock and copying his method of masturbating and even better when he started to masturbate me. I managed to make him cum first and then let him make me cum. Neither of us produced any sperm that time but it was the start of an enjoyable period and my first ever wet cum was into Barry’s hand a few weeks later. I was around 13 years old when I first masturbated to orgasm. Before that, I had played with myself from as long as I can remember (about age 3 or 4) but had no idea that there was even something called sperm or ejaculate. I was a good Catholic boy and of course this was all strictly taboo. Finally one night while taking a bath, I had discovered that it felt very good to play "Tarzan" and simulate a loin cloth with the wash cloth. Of course, I could not just leave the cloth in place but kept dragging it over my penis which was getting rather stiff and erect. All of a sudden, I felt as though I had to urinate and could not control it. My cock was extremely hard and there was no going back. Then came the white stuff. Oh, my God, I broke it! That was my initial reaction and I was very frightened. Around this same time, I developed a terrible itch on my penis and I did tell my parents about that. My dad took me to the doctor who pulled back my foreskin for the first time to reveal the glans. It was disgusting, covered with smegma. The doctor cleaned it off for me and told me that I had to retract the foreskin and clean under it. I never even knew the darned thing would retract before that. My dad was embarrassed that I did not know about this but it was really his and my mother's fault for never teaching me. Later in high school, I saw other boys in gym class and showering after sports and saw that many of them were circumcised where the glans showed all of the time. I began to develop an obsession for the naked penis head and would try to keep mine pulled back as best I could. Finally, in between wife one and wife two (the last), I ended up dating a girl who was a nurse for a urologist and confessed that I really wished that I had been circumcised. She said that her doctor could probably do it on insurance if I just said that I had trouble retracting the foreskin. I was in immediately. A couple of weeks later, I had shed the foreskin and have never regretted it to this day. Contrary to some reports that it will ruin your sensitivity, it has had the opposite effect for me. Yes I do still masturbate and have ever since that first time. It was a true relief when during high school a school chum told the story on himself that he had thought he broke it the first time he came. I guess that is a common theme among many a teen or preteen. This is Harry's story. He would be happy to talk to other married men who have had similar backgrounds. I have been enjoying the masturbatory experience for nigh on 55 years. My first experience was with a 'friend' at the age of around 12. He showed me how he did it and helped me along to my first ejaculation. It was one of the best experiences I ever had and is one reason that I continue to enjoy it to this day. The exploratory part of sexuality began with my cousin Leo who was about a year and a half older than me. I can't even remember how we got off on the subject or took that first step, but over a period of about 6 years he and I, at every opportunity, would sneak away or on the sly, explore each other's body through masturabtion and oral sex. Funny, neither one of us ever went so far as to ejaculate in the other's mouth but we enjoyed the 'Big O'. We would take off in Leo's car and drive out into the middle of a remote field at night, strip and become moonlight nudists. We would run around naked in the moonlight and then go back to the car for sexual activities. This continued until we were in our upper teens and went our separate ways through marriage and careers. I often think of him and wish that we lived closer because I KNOW that we would resume our activities. I have an extremely understanding wife who sees nothing wrong with me occasionally relieving sexual tension. From Francisco Dear Peter. From Bill: I am taking your
challenge of relating how I discovered masturbation. From Tim: I was brought up
in a religious environment and had limited exposure to things
of a sexual nature. I had a daliance, if you like with a classmate,
but it was exploratory in nature and we did not connect touching
our genitals to sexual feelings or masturbation.We merely touched
each other's penis. From Joe: I was about 11 y.o. I went to bed naked one night, simply because my mother's washing machine was not working and I had no real clean clothes. The next morning, upon waking, I was erect. It was rubbing on my sheets and it felt SO good. I kept rubbing it when this sticky stuff got all over the sheets. Needless to say, I got dressed and hid the sheets. But since then, I discovered my penis and the wonders it could do. LOL! From Jonathan: My first experience
with masturbating came when I was eleven. I remember hearing
about it but not realizing how to do it. I first started
masturbating when I was about 12, I lived on an isolated One hot Saturday
morning I went down to the pool to have a swim, arriving at This was the first
time that I was completely nude outside and I found it I decided to sit
down for a while and let the sun warm me up before After a small time
I felt a slight stirring inside the base of my penis tube At this point I
thought it was piss and decided to go into the water to wash
I looked at the
reflections of my naked bum crack, (which had opened up so Whilst excitedly
watching the refection of my hands squeezing my balls and While still squatting
over the water so I could see everything that was I watched with
mounting excitement the reflections of my ballsac, as it I watched with
exhilaration as the fluid kept seeping out of the hole in my
Again I must have
stayed in that position for only a few moments, but it I am married and
have satisfying ejaculations inside and outside my wife's
I just want to tell you about my first expierences on masturbation. I was 11 yrs old and i lived in a village and went to the local school where i made good friends with this lad who was the same age and lived in the village. We used to play in the nearby woods and one day he asked me to go back to his parents house to read. As it happens his parents were out and we went up to his room, i thought to read. He asked me to take my school uniform off and lay down on the bed. Thinking it was a bit strange but i didn't argue with him i took all my clothes off and he sat beside me. He was just looking at my naked body then before i knew it he took off his uniform and lay beside me. He took my hand and put it on his penis and he put his on mine. He said to do what he does and he started to stroke it getting me hard and excited. It didn't take long for us to both be hard and juices started to flow. With both of us still hard he asked me to lie on the floor, and we both lay there but with our heads at opposite ends. I thought it a bit wierd and not knowing what was going to happen he put my penis in his mouth, and told me to do the same to his. He was quite big for an 11yr old, but we both sucked each other until we came. It was the most exciting thing ever and we went to his house on numerous occasions to have some fun. We went to the local woods sometimes and stripped off in some bushes and wanked each other off, also did it after school in the shower room and this went on for a few years, it was great fun, and something i will never forget. The taste of sperm was not all that bad, you do it once then you don't mind after that. I still wank regularly and go to a quiet beach some times to get my clothes off and have a play. You can let other people know of this e-mail if you want. my name is Ian 50yrs old. From Dieter: My first ejaculation I can remember having erections several times since I was a child. Of course I had no idea why it was happening or what it was for. I didn't pay much attention, it was rather boring to have this stiff penis in my clothes. From age 10 on I was much more interested in my ass, trying to stick all kind of things into my anus. I was reading in the encyclopedia of my parents all articles having to do with sexual themes but had no idea what they meant in reality. I always had erections when I was reading these things. So I was quite familiar with penis, erection, sperm etc. One of my favorites was to give myself an enema where I tried to hold as much water as long as I could. When I was about 13, I was playing that game again in the bathroom. I was so filled with the enema that I had to lay down on the floor to keep it inside. My penis was erect and stiff all the time when I did these things. So there I was lying on the floor, my erect penis under my belly and I was pressing my anus and tigh muscles strongly together to keep the water in my bowels. Then all of a sudden there was a rushing feeling and a surge through my body along with the wonderful tingle down in my groin! I pressed even harder and suddenly my muscles started to contract rhythmically and the tingling feeling grow more intense all of the sudden there was an immense contraction of my groin and I started pumping actions moving my hips up and down feeling that something was spurting out of my penis. The feeling was incredible and I had never had a wonderful experience like this one. When the contractions vanished I was completely relaxed and happy and the urge in my penis was gone. When I had a look at the floor I saw a whole area of whitish gluelike smelly sticky liquid. Surprisingly, I immediately realised from what I had read in the encyclopedia that this was semen and that I had experienced an ejaculation. I was not frightened at all, I was proud rather to have this experience. The next day I stood in the bathroom again in front of the mirror. I thought about the experience the other day and wanted to relive this feeling. I had taken off my pants and I was looking at my erect penis through the mirror. The tickling feeling urged me to touch it. It was great! So I started to move my fingers slightly up and down the shaft. Oh, it felt so good! I had four fingers moving up and down on the lower side of my penis. It was now completely hard and throbbing. I put my thumb on the upper side of my penis and continued to move my hand up and down the shaft. It didn't take long the same wonderful feeling started again and in a great eruption I exploded squirting semen several squirts against the mirror. It was wonderful. It was even better than yesterday! This was my first masturbation and I never stopped. There was hardly a day without pleasing myself and there were days when I had to do it several times in consequence. I had at that age a recovery time of only a few minutes and could do it again. It could have been a wonderful time, hadn't there been my feeling of doing bad a thing due to my conservative (catholic) education.but since it was not stiff and the whole thing felt good I was not worried or scared. I am now 70 years old and I can still remember these two unforgettable experiences.
So many have already
told there own stories about having an erections for the first
time. Well hear goes with mine, it might not be as long as some
of the others ( letters I mean LOL ) Kevin writes: I guess I was about eleven (11) years old. My mother had always told me to wash my penis good while in the shower. One evening as I bathed I noticed I had quite an erection and I also noticed how good it felt. My penis was sticking straight up my abdomen. I rubbed it more and more until I ejaculated. It was the best feeling I had ever had in my penis. I would do this each night as I showered. The only problem was when I would step out of the shower sometime my mom would be doing laundry and notice my rock hard erection. I would try to cover it if my mom or my sister was in the room. My sister was about eight (8) at the time. My sister even played with it once and always wanted to see it because she did not have one. I continued to masturbate until I met my soul mate of 23 years and even now I masturbate occasionally in the shower or my wife jerks me off from time to time. My wife still loves to see me squirt every time. We have a great sex life not only because of intercourse but because of masturbation. Although I was having sex with girls and an older brother was keen to show me how he masturbated until he ejaculated. It had no interest for me until at 13 I had a Saturday morning job. I had to work with a 16 year old who was Ok one minute and a cruel bully the next. One of our jobs was sorting waste in a shed at the rear of the premises. On the 3rd day he got his cock out and asked me to wank him. When I refused he threatened violence so I took hold of it, it was much bigger than mine, at least 2'' dia' about 7'' long [ I have now been a nudist 40+years and have only seen 2 as large]. Following his instructions, he was pleased after awhile when he shot a great stream of sperm, although he was happy it didn't do a thing for me until after 2 more weeks. After wanking him he said now do yourself. Again thre were threats when I declined so I started to stroke away. Then this shattering sensation! My legs were like jelly as spurt after spurt shot out. Once I got the hang of delaying the ejaculation I would tease him while wanking him before finishing him. Then another lad who had guessed what was happening asked to join us. This continued for about a year until the older lad left. After that 1st time I became wank mad for 2 or 3 years. I still enjoy it to this day, it is a great pleasure that doesn't cost anything. An 80 year old widow nearby likes to watch me wank Best wishes Art. Adrian's Voyage of Self Discovery My definition of
masturbation is sexual self-pleasuring and, contrary to most
men's experiences on this page, it was a self-discovery made
at a very early age. I've worked out that I was 4 years old and
50 years later I can still vividly recall the experience. From Mike My first experience with masturbating was actually a Gay one. Wait let me tell you that I'm not circumsized and i was about 10 or 11. Well anyway I was hanging out with one of my friends from down the street when he was telling me about this website that had naked women all over it. of course I wanted to see it. so the second his mom left we went to the computer and he started showing me. We both got erections and of course see what we were supposed to do with them. So We both pulled are pants down and our dicks popped out. He thought my dick was the weirdest the in the world. So on this website we saw them sucking on them. We looked at each other and made a mutual decision we should at least try it. He gave mine a quick lick and it felt great. Then I started sucking on his and he kept moaning and finally he came a little and I spit it out immediately. I asked him to do it to me so he started sucking and pumping by dick it felt so good. Finally I came and felt amazing. Then we started making out with each other it was the best. And I still masturbate today and I still do stuff with that same guy, but i still do stuff with girls too, I actually like girls way better. Well thanks for reading. Hello Peter. As for discovering
my initial method of masturbation this happened quite by accident,
from memory I was in my bedroom lying on the bed one morning
naked of course. My parents had gone out so I used to take every
opportunity i could get to get naked, I was erect and was rubbing
on the sheets, however, this did not feel as smooth as I would
have liked. I then took the bed spread and laid that over the
pillows, this I remember felt great and rubbed my self up and
down; before I knew what was happening I came to an orgasm without
sperm of course as I was still very young, after this amazing
discovery it became a regular pass time for me. Martin This
is masturbation experiences from Frank in South Georgia, USA Have a look at Frank's photos in Visitor's Gallery 4 Hi its Roger
from Texas again just thought I would share my masturbation story
with you for your website. My first recollection
of masturbating was with a friend of mine. We were both around
9-10ish at the time. Hi Peter, I'm happy to tell you about my first masturbation... I grew up on a farm, with few friends, and so I had few opportunities to learn about sexuality and masturbation. As you alluded to on your website - can one learn to do it by oneself? At any rate, as far back as I can remember, I got erections frequently. My earliest recollections are of my mother bathing my year-older sister and I together on Saturday nights, when we were about 4 or 5. I'd always get an erection, and although I didn't know what it was for, it sure felt good! I'd stand up in the tub and wag my hard little willy around, and when my mother came in, she never scolded me or told me to stop, but would pick up my sister in a towel and take her off to her room, telling me to 'finish up' or something...I remember that I wanted to go first! But then she'd come back for me, soap up her hands and spend lots of time washing my erect penis! And rinsing it with warm water...then, she'd lift me out of the tub and spend lots of time drying me real good, rubbing my hard pecker raw with a big, white towel. Finally, heaven, as she'd spread Jergens lotion on her hands and rub it into my cock. I well remember standing there in that steaming bathroom, my cock feeling so good that I thought it might explode, gazing down at my mother's full breasts rocking back and forth in her blouse as she gently jerked me off... I never 'came' or experienced any sort of orgasm, nor can I remember my mother ever taking me into her mouth, but gosh, it felt good! To this day, I still love to jerk off with Jergens! I never feel any
'guilt' or anything - How was I supposed to know we weren't supposed
to be doing that? Finally, she'd lift me up and take me to bed,
giving my still rock-hard cock one last good squeeze as she tucked
me in. Then it stopped, and I never knew why, nor did I ever
have the opportunity to speak with her about it. She remained
my best friend and confidant - the wind beneath my wings -until
the day she died. (In a subsequent email Jon thought that someone
- probably his father - must have found out what was going on
and put a stop to it, darn it. With the innocence of youth, he
never felt any guilt or shame - he just loved it! Like you, getting
an erection and masturbating is still a very important part of
his life.) A bit later, when I was 5 or 6 years old, my sister and I and our only two neighbour kids would go off into the woods to play show and tell, and I always got an erection when it was my turn to 'show.' I still didn't know what it was for, but it sure felt good! As I recall, the other boy didn't get an erection, so my sister and the other little girl delighted in comparing us...until we got caught, and Lordy, I didn't understand what all the fuss was about! Not until junior high, when I was about 12 or 13, did I ever really jerk off. A bunch of boys were standing about, talking about how far they 'shot', and I had no idea what they were shooting, so of course they made fun of me. Thankfully, one of the boys named Brian took me aside and asked me if I ever play with 'your, you know, your penis.' I said sure, all the time, but it never shoots. He said, 'next time, don't stop when it starts feeling all tingly, but keep on going and see what happens.' Wow! I couldn't WAIT to get home, and good thing no one was there, because I walked in the door sporting a HUGE erection, and went right to the bathroom, locked the door, dropped my pants and began cranking my cock, staring at it with new-found admiration! Soon, I was WAY over the edge, where I normally stopped - don't ask me why; I don't know - and kept going, very tentatively. God, it felt good! Then a strange contraction or convulsion ripped through my cock and balls, and another, and then a great gob of hot, sticky goo shot from my cock and splattered on the mirror across the sink! Holy shit! I actually thought I'd hurt myself and stopped! Next day, I told Brian, and he said 'no, no, don't stop - it only gets better!' Boy, was he ever right... In high school, I could shoot halfway across the room, and my sweetheart delighted in jerking me off, seeing how far I could ejaculate! We'd drive around after school in my old jalopy while she jerked me off, and I could often shoot clear over my shoulder into the back seat. What fun! I'm happy to report that she and I have been married for 46 years, and she still delights in jerking me off, or watching me do it. We love to masturbate together, and I'll nurse her big, beautiful breasts while I jerk her and myself off...we've only recently discovered that tweaking MY nipples makes my cock incredibly hard, and she delights in doing that as we make out like the high school sweethearts we once were, and all the while I'm jerking myself off to the most intense orgasms I've EVER had! Viva Viagra! Life is good. If you use this,
feel free to include my email address. jon From Brian: I seem to remember
being around 12 years old, and used to walk to and from school,
and on the way home, I sometimes walked back with a 6th former
who I knew.. On this occasion, as we got to his house, he asked
me if I wanted a glass of squash, to which I replied yes, so
we went into his home and he made the squash and we went up to
his bedroom and sat on the bed. He said he was going to have
a quick bath, and if I wanted to look at any magazines, there
were some in the bottom of the wardrobe. I looked in and found
some body building magazines with photos of muscle men wearing
the tiniest of briefs. I had never seen anything like this before
and I have to admit I found it rather erotic and exciting. After
a short while, he came back into the bedroom, wearing just a
tiny towel around his middle. I should explain here, that he
was 6'4" tall and very fair haired. He asked me if I liked
the photos and I said I did very much, and with that, the towel
dropped away to reveal a very white, long (must have been 6"),
thick and uncircumcised soft cock. Without realising what I was
doing, my hand went up and I put it around his cock. It started
to twitch and get hard and and he told me it was normally 8 3/4"
when fully hard. Up to that time I had never seen a fully hard
cock, only the boys at school in the showers, a few getting a
semi, but nothing like this beauty. I eventually took my hand
away and he then grabbed the hard shaft and pulled his foreskin
right back to reveal an enormous cock head. He then asked me
if I knew how to wank off. I said no, so he said you get your
cock hard then rub up and down the shaft (he gave a short demonstration)
and said eventually you will get a white liquid shoot out. Here's my story
from Hans: Peter, I would like to share my experiences of masturbation. Ever since I can remember I have always enjoyed caressing my penis. When I was very young and didn’t understand such matters I used to lay on my stomach and rub my penis against my mattress until I experienced a very pleasurable sensation. I was too young to cum but I would do this as most nights until one day I noticed some sticky liquid emerging from my penis. I was curious and soon found that when I experienced this pleasure I also leaked this white milky substance. It was only later that I discovered the knowledge of erections, ejaculation and orgasm. But from that moment I was hooked on masturbation. When I reached puberty and found out that my friends were also discovering the pleasure I often explored the pleasures of masturbating with them. I recall we would find a secluded place in the woods near where we lived and would strip naked and compare the sizes and shapes of our penises. It didn’t take long to realise that penises came in all shapes and sizes and some were circumcised. One of my friends had a large penis – it was truly long and thick, and I was even then envious of such a penis. It was quite a shock to see a flaccid penis so long and thick and reaching half way down his thigh. It reached such staggering proportions when erect I thought at first he had some rare medical condition and was a ‘freak’! I later discovered that my own penis was of generous proportions but at the time I felt rather inferior in comparison. It didn’t take too long before we would masturbate or ‘wank’ together to see how far and how much cum we would shoot when we ejaculated. I remember one summer holiday we would go for a ‘wank’ most days and by the end of the holidays I experienced the touching of another penis and having mine stroked for the first time. Even though I had masturbated countless times, the feel of another penis was surprising. It was a penis, but it was not the same as mine. Size, shape, and texture were different. After a few minutes of stroking each other we both shot our loads. I found it very sexually exciting to have someone make me cum and being able to reciprocate. I continue to masturbate on a regular basis and it hasn’t diminished with age or being married. Although my wife has become accustomed to my enjoyment of social nudity she remains mystified why I should want to publicly display my penis. She finds my occasional involuntary erections had to understand as well as my fondness to caress my penis when I’m relaxing. She knows that I masturbate regularly and that I derive great pleasure from it. She understands that my desire to masturbate has no bearing on our sexual relationship, and when I masturbate to orgasm in her presence she isn’t offended. More often than not she welcomes it as an alternative to sexual intercourse. Feel free to add this account to your website. Kind regards John Chris's Story: Basically, I learned
about masturbation from my older brother. He and I shared a room
for over 15 years and he obviously hit puberty before I did.
I don't know where he got them, but he has a nice selection of
adult magazines hidden in a secret panel in the closet. I came
home from school one day and I guess he thought nobody was due
home soon, because I walked in on him naked and in full motion.
There is no way he could hide what he doing and I noticed he
got angry in expectation of me laughing or something. Actually
I was very curious what he was doing and asked him. Once he realised
I was sincere and was not going to ridicule him, he explained
to me what was happening. I was shocked but very interested to
say the least. It was not long after that I decided to join him
and I guess you could say we became "jerk buddies!"
It's strange really, cause we grew up in a very religious household
and I would actually feel quite embarrassed and ashamed after
each orgasm. First Masturbation - from John I started masturbating
when I was 8, although I did not know exactly what I was doing.
I saw my dad showing my uncle a magazine, which they would not
let me see. Being curious I watched where my dad put it and worked
out how to get to the top shelf of the wardrobe when he was not
there. H & E and Penthouse as I discovered and so started
my regular fix, with me pressing my very small cock, whilst looking
at the pictures. I wasn't actually masturbating in the traditional
sense, but I was touching myself whilst looking at the pictures.
As this was 1961 all of the magazines were airbrushed; no pubic
hair and certainly no genitals on show. Delights of Masturbation from Chris I had always had
an interest in my penis, I found it a source of delight. I knew
that girls didn't have one and boys did! Well what did happen
to us after that first experience? Hello Peter, I recently discovered your site while surfing the net and what a great it is, I have spent many a happy hour looking at it, must say I'm impressed with your erection in all the pictures, does it ever go down? You may want to use this or just discard it. As most of the first timers are mainly from men I thought I would share my first experience getting naked and masturbation with you, as a young girl nudity and sex were strictly not discussed in our house. When I was about 14 one of my mother friends was a keen armature artist and asked if I would pose for a portrait for, all innocent enough and my mother agreed. The lady in question called Ethnie was around 40ish, attractive and very bubbly. After several sittings Ethnie produced a really nice portrait of me, which I still have to this day, after she had finished the portrait asked me if I would be prepared to pose nude for her, I said I was not to sure about that but she assured me that as the portrait had gone so well it would be fun, after a little more persuasion I agreed, Ethnie did say she did not think it would be a good idea to tell my mother, I didn't either. When I arrived for the first session I was very nervous never having been naked in front of anyone else before I had never even seen another naked body. Ethnie took me into her little studio and suggested I strip off, I was still not sure about this but she soon had all my clothes off, I was now totally naked and a little shy, Ethnie said there was nothing to be embarrassed about and that she often did not bother with clothes around the house or garden and enjoyed being naked. She said what a great figure I had (at 14 I was not that well developed but did have a fair amount of pubic hair) and not to be shy, I was posed on an old sofa with some chiffon drapes. After about an hour we had a break Ethnie asked if I was comfortable being naked and I said I was really enjoying the sensation, she said would I mind if she striped off as well, soon she was completely naked as well, she had large boobs with big nipples, nice legs and she also had lots of pubic hair, I was fascinated never having seen anyone else naked, we spent the rest of the session with both of us naked which I really enjoyed. Our next session was the following week, I could hardly wait. When I arrived Ethnie opened the door already naked, it did not take me long to strip off, when I was naked Ethnie came and put her arms around me and kissed me saying she was really pleased I had agreed to pose for her, the feeling of her naked body pressed against mine was a new sensation and sent a shiver through me making me quite excited, Ethnie asked if I liked the feeling of our bodies touching and I had to say yes, she also asked if I masturbated, I had to say I did not know what she was taking about. With that she said she would show me, she kissed me again and placed one of my hands on her boobs and rubbed until her nipples started to stick out, all this was stating to make me feel a little giddy so she sat me on the sofa and put her arms around me and gentle massaged my neck and my small boobs until my nipples became erect, all this was making me very excited, gradually her had worked its way down my body until it reached my pubes, she spent a good deal of time just massaging them until she gently slid her fingers between my legs and began to gently massage me, she proceeded to do this until I had she brought me to my first orgasm, I thought I was going to pass out. That was how this wonderful woman introduced me to my naked life style and to mutual masturbation, we continued our relationship for a good many years until she sadly passed away, whenever we met up we both got naked and satisfied each other needs, from that day to this I never wear underwear and spend as much time as I can naked. I am also fortunate to live next door to a couple in Surrey, similar to your self where the man frequently gardens in the nude and often sporting an erection, but that's another story. Kind regards From Dave; I was about 12 when I was introduced to the idea of masturbation by a new friend of mine. He was 12 also and had just moved to the area. We pal'ed around for months, just like boys do. He had a single Mom, and she was much much more liberal than my Mom. She told him all about sex, told him that masturbation was normal and good for you, and she was a nudist so she had a few nudist magazines in her room. So, one day he's telling me all about masturbation; how it's done etc. I go home that night and try it. Sitting on the toilet and wanking my still hairless cock. I recall not relating the act to fantasy sex or anything like that; and after a while I started getting this weird feeling. It scared me, so I stopped. Next day he asked me what happened, I told him and he said it's suppose to feel weird. Keep stroking it and it'll feel real good and white stuff will come out the end of my penis. So, that night again I gave it a try while sitting on the toilet. The weird feeling started again, I kept stroking, and finally I had this rush of pleasure and stuff shot out of my penis and onto my knee and the floor. I had my first orgasm and ejaculation. Well, it wasn't really white, it was more like a thick, clear liquid which after several more ejaculations it later turned milky white. Next day at school he asked me how it went and I told him it went well. After that I masturbated almost daily. It was my after-school project before my parents got home from work. A few months later, it was summer and school was out. Both my friend and I had our houses to ourselves all day. One day I walked to his place so we could go swimming at the local pool. He invited me into his room and showed me one of his Mum's nudist magazines. Wow ...that was the first time I'd seen full frontal naked women, except the few times I'd accidentally seen my Mum get out of the shower. So, my friend and I pulled off our swim trunks sat on his bed, looked at the nudist pictures and masturbated. It was interesting seeing his hard cock, it was smaller than mine, uncut, and also hairless. We both ejaculated, cleaned our spent seed, put on our trunks, and went to the pool. It was pretty much as casual and matter-of-fact as stopping for ice cream, then going on our way. We didn't do anymore together for several days, then one day after swimming, we stopped by my house for cold drinks. We went into my room and took off our damp swim trunks. I was sitting at my desk reading a comic book and he was standing beside me looking at the book. At that age, I was getting an erection if a breeze hit my penis; so it was rock-hard; against my tummy. My friend's was hard too, but sticking straight out. I was curious because he was uncircumcised, so I reached out and stroke him. We when went over and sat on the floor next to my bed and played with each others cocks. Guess I was the horny one, because I recall ejaculating while he was stroking me. I returned the favour and found it real stimulating. We got together a few more times at his house, looking at nudist magazines, and stroking each other. It was lots of fun, and we never connected it with sex. It was just play. Sad to say that after that summer, his Mum got a job out of town and they moved away. It was about 15 years later that I had another chance to join in mutual masturbation.
I'm not quite sure
of my age but it was around 15 i think (late starter) by looks
of it. Well we then walked home and all I could think about was him wanking. When I got home I made an excuse & went to bed early as I was still living with my mum & dad . I got undressed & into bed and immediately started to play with my soft cock although I was only 15 ish I know my cock was a lot longer than the lad next doors when it was hard but not as thick, & mine wasn't circumcised either. Anyway I was thinking about him pulling what he had of his foreskin back & forth over his helmet & I could feel my cock twitching & growing stiffer & stiffer as I stroked it mmmmmm. I was getting quite a lot of nice sensations from my knob end and continued to stroke it a little faster now & gripped it a little tighter too. I continued to play with my hard cock and was wanking at a steady speed & every so often I stopped as I got a fantastic feeling in my knob end which went away when I stopped. Then as I re-started to wank it came back after a minute or so even stronger. Well I did that for what seemed ages but must have only been 5 or 10 mins max then as I had these strange feeling cumming right up in the knob end I couldn't stand it any longer & carried on stroking a little faster and then this orgasm took over my whole body & I tensed right up all over with the cheeks of my bum tight together I suddenly climaxed. MMMMM it was scary but also sooooooooo nice then as I pulled the sheets back off me i could see a small pool of clear liquid on my leg & 2 big circles of wet on the sheet & the mattress cover & the end of my cock was all sticky with stuff cumming out of it still. Well I was absolutely knackered by now as had been wanking quite hard for a good 5 to 10 mins and the orgasm had taken it out of me literally lol. Well that was my first recollection of me wanking & after that I did it as often as it was possible & I still do now at 58 years old but like to do it on cam nowadays so others can benefit from watching me & I also find it a big turn on being watched so if you want to watch let me know thanks, Ken. Oh Peter, this
is a delightful subject. I still enjoy masturbation till this
day even though I have sex with woman. It is such a enjoyable
feeling that I have to do it several times a day. When I first
discovered the joys of orgasms was when I was about 10 also.
I remember lying in my bed and one morning I started to touch
my little penis. I fondled it and all of a sudden I felt something
go through my body. Such a pleasurable feeling you can't describe.
I then felt my bed being wet. It was sperm that came out of my
penis I realized. From that time on I wanted to have that same
experience. I also discovered that my penis get erected and easy
to rub. From that day I was com-pulsed to play with myself everyday.
Then I used to fantasize about girls but never seen what they
look like. I remember boys and girls, still at school, going
into a park and I wondered why? I went to the toilets in the
park and saw these plastic balloons lying around with sperm inside.
This was my first experiences with sex. From Marcus: I suppose I started
early around the age of 10, at least that’s when the touching
started in the bath, it just felt nice. At age 11 I moved to
boy’s school and was introduced to mutual masturbation in
the toilets, this didn’t last long as we moved house and
so school. I was regularly masturbating at this time whenever
I could. The next school was mixed and nothing much happened
here, apart from being introduced to company of the fairer sex.
Before that was explored any further I was moved to another school
more suited to my abilities was the reason, it was a boy’s
grammar school. Not much happened to further my sexual education
until it came to the swimming sessions. We would go down to the
local baths for this, being so many of us at one time we had
to share changing cubicles and that’s where the first nude
encounters occurred. Seemed strange to start but curiosity soon
took over. It was while towelling down one day one of the boys
had an erection and kept drying it as it appeared, I was fascinated
and started to get aroused, he then dropped his towel and openly
started to pleasure himself, my erection now was aching and I
had to join in, we watched each other intently until we reached
a climax. This was very exciting to me and the other boy said
it often happened in the cubicles. I couldn’t wait for the
next week to come round for another session, for the next few
weeks similar happened until one week a boy touched my erection
and said he’d do it for me, I didn’t stop him and returned
the favour after he made me cum. This carried on for a few years,
until girls took pole position so to speak. The only other teenage
happening was when me and a friend went camping, we talking about
girls and sex when he asked me what part of a man is most like
a woman, being naive I was clueless ( I know now) he didn’t
push it and said did I fancy a wank, so we settled for a pleasant
little session. Peter, From Bry, I,ve been visiting your site for some time and thought it was time to add to it so after reading some of the masturbation stories I decided it was time to share. I'd enjoy hearing from anyone wanting to share more experiences. Well I was born in southern California in the early 60's. I've noticed most of the readers who added stories were in the 11 year old range, well I found out what fun I could have with the thing between my legs when I was about 5. Every Saturday morning before the rest of the house was awake I would be up and watching cartoons. My favourite place was to lay under one of the end tables right in front of the TV. Even though I wore pyjamas I never wore underwear under them so there was just that thin material between me and the floor. I discovered how good it felt to rub against the floor. It was the same every Saturday morning, I'd get up, close the door to the hall then quietly sneak out the back door, pull my pyjamas down and pee in the yard then go back in and take up position under the table. One morning I didn't get up soon enough to go out and pee before cartoons started so I just went and lay under the table. I had to pee so bad my little dick soon was stiff and had me squirming around which was feeling pretty good. First commercial I ran out in the back yard and pee'd. Soon after that incident I would tweak my dick around till it was hard then would rub it against the floor. One morning I forgot to re snap the middle snaps on the front of my PJ's and when I went to rub the fly opened up and my dick was right against the carpet. This felt even better so from then on I would open the front till I would hear the hall door open. Yea a few times the snaps didn't snap and the fly would be open for all to see but most of the time nothing was said. Spent many Saturday mornings watching Bugs Bunny, Sylvester and Tweety, Elmer Fudd, and the Road Runner while happily up on my elbows humping against the carpet. Even got brave and started pulling my PJ bottoms down to my knees. When I did it this way after rubbing awhile I would get this nice warm feeling all over. On occasion one of my Match Box cars was pressed into service when I would be outside playing. I would sneak out the side gate and pull my pants and underwear down and hump against one of my toy cars. Of course anyone walking down the side walk in front of our house could see me I didn't really think about that. One day me and my friend Mike were playing on the side of the house when Mike said he had to pee. He just stood up pulled the front of his shorts down and pee'd right in front of me. I don't know if I was more interested in seeing him pee or seeing his dick. Once he finished I told him I had to pee also. Even though Mike just pulled the front of his shorts down I was still always pulling my stuff down to the ground. So I stood up and pulled my pants down to the ground and pee's in the same spot Mike did. I think we both drank a gallon of water just so we had a reason to pee in front of each other again. It was 2 years of pretty much the same thing between Mike and I. During the winter Mike's parents had a pool put in. When summer vacation started I was at Mikes house every chance I got. One day his mom asked if I wanted to stay for lunch. I said I would so she told us it would be ready in a few minutes so Mike and I got out of the pool and dried off. Mike said to follow him back around to the change room they had along side the house where he took his swim suite off and stood in front of me completely naked. He said mom won't let us in if we have a wet suite on, as he wrapped a different towel back around himself. I figured she would make an exception since I was a visitor. As we got to the door she said to take them off. I told her I didn't have anything else to put on. She gave a little laugh as she said like you are any different than Michael is. So back over to the change room we went and off came my swim suite. Mike said look so I did. He had his towel open and had a boner. He wrapped the towel back around himself and handed me another towel. After we finished eating his mom told us to go play in Mikes room a while before we went back in swimming so we did. When we got into his room Mike just threw his towel on his bed and asked what should we play with Legos or Lincoln Logs. We decided on the Legos. The whole time Mike just stayed naked. I kept thinking if his mom sees he is gonna be grounded for life. Well not 2 minutes later in walked his mom. All she said was to make sure we picked up all the pieces when we are done, then she said you don't have to stay wrapped up in that towel. As soon as she left the room Mike was trying to pull it off me and didn't quit till he wrestled it away from me. Once he did he kept me pinned down and wouldn't let me up till I agreed to not wear the towel while we were in his room. It felt really strange to be sitting in Mike's room naked especially since at home the only time I got to be naked was in the bathtub and then as soon as I was out and dry it was into PJ's. After a while his mom told us we could go back in swimming if we wanted. We went back out to the change room but all Mike did was get his other towel and threw it on the chair by the pool and jumped back in the pool naked. I stood there for a minute before Mike said come on chicken. I told him we were gonna get in trouble. He jumped out and went to the back door and yelled to his mom and asked if we had to put our swim suites back on. I heard her tell him we didn't have to. I had been swimming since I was 6 and never knew how much different it felt to swim naked as it did with a swim suite on. This all started when I was 7 and went on till I moved away 12 years later. I kind of took it as a learning experience. I have never been able to figure what has happened to society and the hang up about nudity. I learned how to swim at the YMCA with probably 10 other naked boys. We didn't care about being naked we were having fun. I have been a single parent raising a son who I am very proud of. One day several years ago I caught him and his little friend from the neighbourhood playing show me yours in his fort. I vowed the day my mom caught Mike and I that I would never react the way she did. I went back in the house and called out that I needed to see him for a minute. He came bounding into the house and asked the usual whats up dad. I told him what I had just seen him and Ben doing and that I wasn't mad or upset but instead of him hiding I would rather he be open about it. I told him to go in his room and take his clothes off then he could go back out and play. I got the biggest smile out of him as he ran to his room and ran back out naked then out the back door he went. Well if anyone wants to hear more just drop me a line, have several years of stories to tell.
I was probably
about 13 when I first masturbated. My sister watched me, and
we were both scared at the amount of semen that erupted. I was
afraid it would not stop, as it just kept spurting from my cock.
That was also the first time I tasted semen, as it flew into
my mouth on the first few spurts. Since that time, I have ate
my own semen many times, and other people's. From David, Hi Peter, I love your pages. I would like to tell you about my first masturbation. I was 13 at the time in 1966, I was lying on my bed one afternoon and started to play with my small hairless penis, it was getting quite hard quite quickly, and had a wonderful warm glowy feeling all over , never felt anything like it before it was fantastic. I started to grip my penis harder and rub faster when I realised my Mother was watching me through the door, but I couldn't stop, I felt this overwhelming gushing in my hard penis and balls and the next thing I knew I had this white stuff all over my hand penis and balls, the smell of it was quite pleasant too, my whole body was pulsating and I didn't know what was happening, then my Mother came in and gently cleaned my penis and balls saying "David, you are now a Man", which was lovely. How Mike discovered Masturbation Masturbating is something most of us do, but its not something we usually talk about,so I am grateful that Peter has this webpage . *:) happy From about the age of 10 I can remember being aware of my erections, mostly in bed, when the heavy bedding would rub against my groin.I used to think it was funny that my cock would get hard ' for no reason', and would reach down with my hand to feel this warm firmness between my fingers. It felt nice, but at that age I did not try anything remotely close to rubbing myself. It must have been when I was about 12, and was enjoying having the bath all to myself, and not having to share the bath water with my younger brother. I was lying out flat in the massive bath, enjoying a soak in the hot water, and up till that day had never retracted my foreskin to clean myself. I felt compelled to try and pull the foreskin back, and see what was hiding under it. Being right handed, I reached down and innocently started to slide the foreskin back. At that stage my foreskin was a bit tight,and pulling it back felt strange, but a very nice strange. For the first time I was seeing the glans covered in my smegma, and did not know what I was seeing.At that age I did not even know it was called a glans. My finger tips soon cleaned it off, and it felt very sensitive. It felt tight , so I slid the foreskin forwards and backwards again to relieve the tightness. The foreskin was now VERY tight as my erection had started to grow, but I managed to slowly pull it completely back, and the roll of tight skin then got stuck behind my engorged glans forming a tight collar.Infact the very tightness made my cock feel even more tingly, and was so stimulated it had grown fully erect. All 5 inches of it were now throbbing in my fist. So there I was 12 years old, lying naked in the bath with my self induced pulsating erection filling my fist and loving the feelings flooding through me. Human nature took over , and I masturbated myself for the first time. It felt so wonderful lying there naked and playing with myself, in privacy, enjoying all these new highly erotic sensations. The pleasure built up , and up ,and finally I came with 5 or 6 spurts onto my chest. It was not proper adult sperm as I now know it to be. That was the first day marking the start of a beautiful lifelong relationship between my right hand and my cock. Masturbation was something new I enjoyed at each bathtime from that day onwards. I have carried it into my adult life, and continued it even when in relationships as I enjoy it so much. Masturbation is an importnat part of my life as I have needs which need to be satisfied, and masturbation meets my needs without fail. My wife knows I masturbate but does not comment on it,even though sometimes the sheets on our bed gave the game away as I came in bed and let it squirt freely.Sometimes I use a sock when it is time to come,and then put it into the laundry basket in the morning. I discovered the joys of swimming nude about 10 years ago, and also the joys of masturbating outdoors in remote coastal areas. On the few times other nudist men have chanced upon me masturbating, they have not asked me to stop. I enjoy the sight of others masturbating, and see nothing wrong in consenting adults masturbating with eachother, believing masturbation is not a crime. It is the giving and receiving of pleasure.If you want to label me as bisexual that's fine. In some countries there are masturbation clubs, and masturbation parties for men and women to freely participate in . Would be happy to discuss anything in my submission on masturbation or anything else discussed on Peter's facinating website. Bob's Story: Peter, on your website you ask
people to share experience of first masturbation. Here is mine. Bob Mat's Story: I'm a bi married guy, we are both bi and nudists. I started masturbation when I was about 11 and enjoyed ever since, while not being a substitute for the real thing I have always found it most enjoyable, my wife and I enjoy mutual masturbation regularly also when we have been on nudist beaches with friends, we find it most exciting to see others doing same whether they be gay/bi or striaght, and excellent prelude to sex. I have a few nudist male friends who I meet and we have mutual sessions. Onto another subject I have used Sildenafil on occasions for firmer erections and find it great, it increases my penis greatly, it takes longer to reach orgasm but it is so much more intense and I seem to produce more sperm, I take it at least one hour before and sexual activity. My first memory of masturbation was at the age of 11, I can remember getting erections but never really knew what to do only that it felt very pleasant. One day I was passing my parent's bedroom the door was slightly open, I peeked in and could see my father masturbating, I kept watching hoping he would not see me, I can remember getting an erection and stroking my penis under my pants while I watched him, I was amazed at the size of his penis compared with mine, I watched his movements getting quicker and quicker suddenly I could hear him gasp as he orgasmed onto a towel he had placed on the bed, I remember the feeling which came over me I was shaking I found it so exciting, I could feel my hand getting wet, I had never experienced anything like this before, I went to my bedroom and looked to see a little clear fluid on my hand and my pants. I knew I wanted to experience more, I had heard my friends at school talking about wanking but thought it was something not to be spoken about. The following day I had arranged with two friends to play football in the garden after school, they had previously talked about wanking, when they arrived we chatted and I told them I had seen my dad wanking, I tried to make out I had been wanking for a long time, then the subject of the size of each other's penis was brought up, we went to the garden shed to compare, one boy the same age as me was quite small, the other boy who was a year older was much bigger, I was on the small side then, we all started wanking to see who could shoot first, the oldest boy shot first, I thought it was quite a lot of milky white fluid all over the floor, the younger boy was next just a small dribble of fluid, I was last, I was amazed as I shot a fair bit of white sticky fluid, this was my first experience of a real orgasm and ejaculation of sperm, I remember shaking and I was sure my face was scarlet. We continued regular meets for wanking sessions. I am 67 yrs old now and still enjoy masturbation, whether it be alone or with my wife or other nudist couples we are friendly with, I have always enjoyed a high sex drive and masturbate at least once or twice a day. I use a fleshlight at times but nothing is a substitute for penetrative sex or another male or female hand. Yue from Asia: When reading the
section about self pleasure (wanking) I thought I would like
to share my story with you. The memory was always there and I
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