I was 14 yo my first time...locked in the bathroom...the only room with a lock...started stroking fist style...then added hand lotion from the "vanity"...kept stroking and hit the point of no return...shot a huge load all over the bathroom...thought I broke something...cleaned up and went to our encyclopedias medical references and found out I had just masturbated and everything would be ok...felt like a god then

Had my first wank at 8. Parents were downstairs, and i just had this natural desire to get it out and play with it. Wanked it to orgasm and since then i've been addicted to it.

I distinctly remember my first fuck. It was a total disaster. I fumbled around trying to find her pussy. In my hurried excitement I slipped out a couple times. I came way to fast, but enjoyed the sensation of my hard cock sliding in an out of that warm, soft, moist pussy.

As far as my first time masturbating I couldn't say for sure, but I do remember my first orgasm. I was 9 and had my first dry orgasm. It was so intense that I almost passed out.
I started masturbating every chance I got after that.

Yeah...my first fuck was fantastic...being naked with a young woman...both of us virgins...the feeling of excitement she had seeing me erect and me seeing her beautiful breasts and pussy...nothing hidden and totally exposed...the fumbling...finally her hand guiding my cock into her pussy...the pushing...harder...finally breaking her hymen as i slid completely into her, buried...her wrapping her legs around me to keep me in as we learned to fuck...i couldn't help cumming pretty fast, but she understood...feeling her pussy milking my cock as i had cum...staying hard in her and the afterglow...
i definitely made it up to her the next day, and our fucking just got better and better from that point on!

I think I was 13 the first time I masturbated. I remember my cock was hard and stiff and was itching like mad. I was in the bathroom and started to rub it to relieve the itching. The faster I went the better it felt then I came. It was fantastic and I really didn't know what I was doing till it happened.

my first time actually penetrating pussy was great but being 17... all i could think about hurrying up so i could tell all my friends how great it was. jacking off started much sooner..i spent a lot of time triing to stick my dick into things before realizing that stroking it with my hand was the ticket

I was 11 or 12 my first time to masturbate to orgasm. My friend's dad had Playboy mags. We would look at them when alone in his house. We had talked about what was suppose to happen if you did not stop rubbing. His older cousin had told him about it. Well I went home after a session of looking at Playboys. I ended up home alone that night. I started thinking about those beautiful women I had seen in Playboy that day. Oh wow, what a hard erection. I went to the bathroom, locked the door, and started stroking. Why I thought I needed to lock the door when I was the only one in the house I do not know, but I did.

Well my heart rate started increasing to the point it was pounding. I noticed my breathing getting really fast and a bit out of control. Although it felt really good, I got scared an thought I should not be doing this and stopped. Went back into the living room and started watching TV. During commercials, my mind went back to the pictures I had seen earlier. Got another erection but this time it seemed harder and every little move felt even better and the desire to touch it was overwhelming.

So I went back to the bathroom and started up again. Same thing, heart rate, breathing, but this time I noticed clear liquid and that I had a wet spot in my underwear. Stopped again, back to TV. But this time I could not stop touching. So I decided to go try again but this time was not stopping no matter what. OH MY, the feeling was amazing and I could not stop no matter what. Wow what my buddy's cousin was right. Shot my first load in the toilet. two days later I did it again, then I started doing it more often and then several times in one day. Have not really ever stopped since.

My first was by accident. I was around 12 or 13 and got posion ivy at summer camp. I remember lying in my bed when I got home and I was scratching my cock and balls and omg what the fuck just happended. I didn't know shit about jacking off and cummimng. It was the greatest feeling in the world and it still is. I abused it then as I do now.

I'm reminded here of the obsessive aspect of early masturbation. I very well remember in seventh grade, sitting in class third hour and not being able to concentrate on my class work because I knew I'd be jacking off during the noon hour. And I'd go home after sixth hour and beat off again. After bedtime it started all over again, humping the bed. Bath time was occasion for yet another chance to wank and feel the exhilaration of cumming. My life literally revolved around jacking off every waking moment. Those were the days!

I was 12. An older friend had talked about masturbating, but not really described it. I didn't know anything about orgasms. I had been playing with my hard cock occasionally for some months, handling it, giving some strokes, etc. I had found that if I wrapped a soft cloth around it and moved it up and down, it felt really nice. One day staying home kind of ill from school I was alone, laying on the couch. I started playing with my hard cock, then wrapped it in a soft blanket that was on the couch and began to stroke. That felt really great. I kept that up for a while, finding that I couldn't stop - it felt too good. I stroked faster and harder until suddenly my dick just stiffened to the point it was kind of frightening. I stopped stroking and my penis began to jerk rhythmically and spurt out watery white fluid. What a surprise! I thought it was some form of pee! It took a while before I realized that this was supposed to happen. After that, I needed that feeling every day and gave up gallons of semen over the years.

I was 14. My parents left me home alone and we had just gotten cable TV. I began surfing the channels and came across something on HBO. I think it was "Porkies" which by today's standards is pretty tame, but to a horny 14 year old in the 1980s who came from a conservative background and new very little about sex beyond what they taught us in biology class, this was as hardcore as it got. Anyway, that night I had a major erection and couldn't sleep and had no clue how to get rid of it, so I pulled my pajama bottoms off, reached down and began to rub my massively swollen, rock hard cock, almost out of instinct and it felt amazing, but at times the pleasure got a little too instense, so I would back off and stop. Then the desire and curiousity would get the best of me. I must have gone at this for a half an hour or more, but I had no idea how to make the horniness go away; what I was doing was just increasing it. Anyway, the sexual tension I was feeling got to be unbearable and I kept stroking it even though it felt too intense. All of the sudden my whole body tensed up and my cock got harder than it ever had before. Then BAMMMMM I felt like a bolt of lightening had struck my crotch and moved through out my body. It was pitch dark in my room, but I could feel a warm thick liquid on my hands. I freaked out thinking it was blood and I'd hurt myself. I put my pajamas back on and quickly fell asleep. The next morning I woke up still freaked out about what happened, so I decided to do it again with the light on so I could see what was going on. This time I just went for it as fast as I could and didn't back off when it felt too intense. My orgasm was exactly the same as the night before, only this time I saw this thick, white stuff shooting out of the tip of my cock. I was expecting blood or pee or something, so I was even more freaked out. All day at school I thought about what I'd done, remembered the one day lesson we had in biology class a few weeks back and put two and two together. That afternoon I got in and ran straight to the bathroom to do it again with the same results as that morning. From then on I was hooked and did it frequently, sometimes 3 or 4 times a day. Although since I came from a religious family, I felt tons of guilt about it through my teenage years until I went away to college at age 18. There I had a conversation with my roommate in which he admitted to masturbating all the time. That was when I realized that I wasn't a freak for doing it and it was perfectly normal (his family was much more open and encouraged him to masturbate frequently), but that is another story for another time. Prior to this I thought I was the only one who masturbated and was some kind of sick pervert for doing so. Now I have a son who is still a toddler. My wife and I are much more progressive and open about our views of sex and sexuality than our parents were, so we've decided that when he and any future children are of the appropriate age (sometime BEFORE the onset of puberty) we'll have the "birds and bees" talk and as a part of that talk we'll tell them that masturbation is perfectly normal and that they should do it as often as they can to deal with sexual feelings. We'd much rather have our children masturbating early on than having sex early on. In fact, we are planning to teach them that masturbation is a way to control sexual feelings and delay becoming sexually active as long as possible. I just wish that this type of thinking had been around when I was growing up!

I have a daughter that's 6yo and she won't keep her hand out of her pants. We simply tell her to do it in private. I don't know why anyone would discourage it.

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