Just like with my current depravity, it makes me feel so dirty and shameless to reveal all of my nasty secrets.

I can remember pleasant feelings in my genitals from my earliest age. However, my earliest clear memory of masturbation was when I was 6 years old. I was sick and at my grandmothers house in her bed. She had these sleazy tabloid newspapers that had pictures of women in skimpy bikinis. I remember that I had cut one of these pictures out of the magazine. My little penis was so hard and I was dragging the paper hand of the cutout photograph up and down the underside of my penis. I guess I was so into the sensation that I didn't notice when my grandmother walked into the room. She scolded me for being such a nasty boy. I felt so dirty. But, she was right ... I was a dirty boy … and I loved it.

From that moment on, I was a masturbator. I did myself every day, and often several times a day. And yes, I made myself orgasm every time. I can still remember those dry orgasms. They were so intense and delicious. I felt so ashamed and vowed to stop playing with myself. It just felt too good and had such complete control over me.

Masturbation has defined who I am and has ruled my life. When I was 6 and 7, I didn't have access to porn. I used to masturbate to the underwear section in the Sears catalog and to rare sexy pictures in Life magazine. When I was 8, I found a big bag of dirty magazines in a road ditch. And, that bag of porn kept my little cock rock hard for an entire summer. After that, I was hooked on porn. I used to ride my bicycle to the drug store and shoplift Playboy magazines. Then I would ride home and masturbate all night to the sexy pictures. By the time I started high school, I had a huge
collection.

I was an only child and both of my parents worked. During summer school vaction, I was often home alone all day. I would spend every day naked and masturbating from the time I woke up until the time my parents were due to return home.

We had 24 acres of woods and I loved to walk through the trees naked and hard. Starting when I was about 8, I would sneak out of the house after everyone was asleep and run naked around the other houses in our neighborhood. It was a thrill to risk being caught and exposed as the nasty little boy I was.

We had a swimming pool. I loved to skinny dip and sunbathe in the nude almost every day. I always loved to just stand in front of the pool outlet jet and let it stimulate my hairless hard penis. The dry cums ended when I was about 13. After that, I fell in love with the sight of my cum ribbons floating under the water.

I loved to dress up in my mom's sexy nities and underwear. Sometimes I would dress up completely as a girl and run around the house admiring myself in every mirror. I still love the feel of thigh highs. We also had some spare swimming suits that guests could use. There was one girl's suit I remember, a blue and white one piece. It was way too small but I could stretch it enough to fit into it. I just loved the way it outlined and highlighted the bulge of my little genitals.

When I was about 12, my mom bought this battery powered back scratcher. It had this little plastic hand on the end that just perfectly fit the shaft of my little penis. I was using that the first time I squirted cum. I was really sad when I finally wore it out.

I was always fascinated by my pee. I had a little bottle with a stopper that I kept in my room. I would pee into it when I had the urge while I was masturbating. I loved how warm the bottle felt all filled with my golden liquid. I even experimented with pooping onto paper plates in middle of the living room or wherever I wanted in the woods ... just because it felt so good.

My room was upstairs. When there was no one home, I liked to go down the stairs head first and naked on all fours. For some reason it put pressure on my genitals that felt delicious. When my parents were home, they seldom made the trip up the stairs to my room. It gave me hours and hours of uninterrupted playtime. And, I used just about every minute of it becoming the slutty masturbator I am today.

I may be trying to recreate the humiliation I felt when my grandmother caught me in her bed. I am driven to ontinually push my limits and to seek the kinkiest solo sex I can imagine. Like the addict I am, I need nastier and nastier fun to satisfy my lust. My mind is always thinking of new, more twisted and perverted things to do to myself. I've had so many risky and sick masturbatory adventures. I wonder where it will all end.

I reckon I started about 7 or 8, started cumming about 12/13 years old and not stopped since at 58. 50 years of wanking and its not worn out and can still cum 2 or 3 times a day

When I was 5, the little girl next door and I started playing doc and nurse with each other. I remember her wondering why she didn't have one of these things. I was getting erections then but not getting any super feelings.

At age 6, I remember walking out of the bathroom nude after taking a bath. I had a hardon and my mother and one of her friends stood there laughing at me bouncing my dick up and down. Still just play without any sexy feelings.

At about 9-10 I remember sliding down a pole at the playground and thinking the whole earth was shaking violently. I tried and tried to get that feeling again that day. Was fun to try but it didn't work.

At 11, I was playing with it regularly but with no creamy big "O." Until, very early one morning while still in bed (about 6 am) the whole earth shook again and my briefs (I was sleeping in them) were filled with this really gooy yellow mass. Really scared me but I sure wanted the feeling again. I worked at it all day long. A couple days later, another earthquake between my legs. From that moment on, it has been a race to see how many bit O's I can have in my lifetime.

At about 59, high blood pressure and the effects of smoking and drinking got to me with a case of ED. I still loved to wank and squirt but seldom got hard. It slowed me down for a bit. After I got control of my BP and my vices, the ED started to reverse. I will probably never be totally over it but I do get hard regularly and can still get it on - and do.

Being bi, when done with this I plan to have a long session with my dildos and my Fleshlight. Oh, the joys of squirting!!

i started JO when i ws 6 cuz my older brother (he was 9) taught me how to JO. i heard him masturbating in the washroom and asked him what that funny noise was (palplaplaplaplaplaplaplaplap) he showed me how to make the noiseand I have been making it ever since i am 70 now and still masturbat

Long as I can remember. Certainly by age 4. I had an older cousin (girl) who used to take me behind a woodpile and make me pee and rub it. I suspect that is how it all started.

I know baby boys get erections because I was recently assigned to change the diaper of a week old grandson. He had a HUGE hardon! Honest, it was AT LEAST three inches long! I told my daughter in law that he takes after me... (*grin*)
I played at age 4 with a boy 5 years older. He would get me to take my clothes off and we played naked together - with wonderful erections!
When I was five he put his mouth on my cock and my whole world changed. When I was six he gave me my first dry cum that way - and after that I couldn't get enough.
I was late getting my first wet cum, at age 14, but I'm still getting it now, at age 77, three and four times a day and I am not about to stop! Ever!
It's still fun to do it with friends too!
Gotta go. It's time for today's number four.......

I was 5 years old when I discovered masturbation and experienced my first dry orgasm.

I was in my bedroom after taking a bath. I had noticed that my penis would get really hard sometimes, but I didn't know why. This time, I decided to touch it. That felt really good, so I kept doing it. A few more seconds of this felt so good - I could hardly stand it. I stopped, but the feeling got even stronger, and a few seconds later, I had my first orgasm! It was extremely intense. I screamed and almost passed out! My whole body jerked so hard, I nearly fell out of my bed! I had no idea what had just happened to me, but I knew that I wanted to feel it again. I touched my penis some more. The feeling built up again, and I experienced my second orgasm just a few seconds later! Again, it was so intense that I nearly fell out of the bed! But....it felt so, so good! I was worried that I might not be able to get that feeling again. So...I did it again...and again...and again... I gave myself the 'special feeling' 10 times that day! I was very, very happy to discover that it wasn't a one-time deal, and that I could make it happen whenever I wished.

I experienced many super-intense dry orgasms after that. I also discovered that I could just keep on going & have more of them. I usually experienced 3 or 4 intense orgasms in rapid succession. I also found that I could just keep going & repeat the entire experience a number of times. Sadly, I lost that ability shortly after my first ejaculation, at age 12. Those dry orgasms were much more intense & long-lasting than my ejaculatory ones I experienced after reaching puberty.