I was 5 years old when I discovered masturbation and experienced my first super-intense dry orgasm. It was a mind-blowing experience that I will never forget.

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 feelings kept getting stronger & stronger. A few seconds later, I experienced my first orgasm! It was extremely intense. I screamed and almost passed out! My whole body jerked so hard that I nearly fell out of bed! I had no idea what had just happened to me, but I knew that I wanted to experience the strange, but wonderfully-intense feeling again - right away! So I started touching my penis again. The feelings rapidly built up again, and I experienced my second orgasm just a few seconds later! Again, it was so intense that I screamed & nearly fell out of 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' as I called it, 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. To my delight, I also discovered that if I kept going, I could get the 'special feeling' many times in rapid succession. The only limit was my ability to handle the intensity of it all. I was a very, very happy kid! Sadly, I lost my multi-orgasmic ability shortly after my first ejaculation. My dry orgasms were far more intense & much longer-lasting than the ejaculatory orgasms I experienced after reaching puberty.

Very interesting! My first came about age9' without touching . It just built and built until I felt I'd dissolve into the atmosphere--frightened me all to hell, actually. But I wanted more. Could (or thought it could) happen only once a day, so that was part of the bedtime protocol for years. But I think you're right about the intensity of the dry orgasm. Ever since I had the transurethral procedure my orgasms have been more intense and lasted longer than they did before, although they're dry now for the most part. (Occasionally get some clear fluid.)

When I was 8 or 9 I found that dragging a wet wash cloth slowly along my penis while I lay in the tub felt really good. I had no idea what I was doing, and I didn't have orgasms, either wet or dry, until a couple of years later. I had by then discovered dry humping my bed and other pieces of furniture. One day while alone in the house and lying face down on the couch, the sensation just kept getting better and better. I took my little cock out and sort of fucked the crevice between the cushions. In very short order I shuddered, felt an explosion of pleasure and ejaculated between the cushions. It was my first experience of that sweet loss of control when the pleasure takes hold of you like the natural force it is.

I was excited, a bit confused and I was afraid my parents would discover my semen in the couch, but in truth, there wasn't very much, and I cleaned it up as best I could with kleenex.

The orgasm was quite a revelation. An older friend had told me about "cumming" so I had an idea what had happened. I couldn't wait to tell him about it. When I did, we were at his house, and he proceeded to demonstrate the "proper" technique for jerking off, first on himself then on me. That sensation almost blew the top of my head off. We remained jo buddies off and on for several years after that, and the orgasms I had then and since were all better than the first one, but not quite as surprising.

my first time was an absolutely incredible surprise. i was 11 and home alone because i was sick from school. at school everyone was talking about getting sucked off and how great it would be to get sucked off. i really didn't have much of a clue what they were talking about, but thought it must feel good to have your cock sucked on. so i contemplated how i could accomplish this. it so happened that our "electro-lux" was sitting out not far from where i was, so i went over to investigate. i thought well it sucks and it has a hole big enough in the vacuum hose for my penis, maybe i should give this a try. i took off all my clothes and started the machine. i was a little apprehensive at first, but then stuck my small penis in the end of the hose. the metal hose end took hold of my penis and made it stretch and vibrate inside. it didn't feel too bad so i let it continue until my hips started to involuntarily to shake. i pulled the tube off my now convulsing cock and clear fluid was dripping out all over the floor. i was totally freaked out and was fearfully shaking. i thought i had really hurt myself good with this stupid idea. i wiped up the mess and put the vacuum away and kinda felt sick to my stomach for a couple hours and laid on the couch. scared of what had happened that day. about 3 days later i got curious again. i was afraid to tell anyone what i had done and wondered if i tried it again, would i get the same results. so being alone after school i got the vacuum out again. this time i was more prepared and had a wad of tissues nearby. i turned the machine on and stuck my dick in the end of the hose like before. the suction pulled me in and vibrated my cock and i could feel that unusual feeling starting again. just as i was about to go off i pulled the tube off and spewed the clear liquid into the tissues. wow... not too bad i thought and i'm not even afraid this time. my relationship with the electro-lux continued until my cock grew too big for comfort in the metal hose end and i graduated to using my lubricated hand.

I don't remember my first dry orgasm because I played with my cock constantly even as a baby. My mom once told me that when I was 2 I would take off my diaper and play with my tiny boner.

I do remember my first ejaculation. I was 11 and was stroking my cock in my room. I felt my orgasm building and knew I was going to cum, but when I did I felt some liquid dribble out of my cock. I had older friends who could squirt and had seen porn so I knew what it was. I was just a small drop of thin milky cum. I was so proud that I called my friend and told him I shot off. The next day I jacked off again and produced a full thick load. I remember just laying there playing with it afterward. Soon I started missing my dry orgasms because I couldn't play with myself any time I wanted too. I shot huge loads back then and there was no hiding them.

There is no way I can remember my first masturbation orgasm. After all, I am 66 years old and have had THOUSANDS of masturbation orgasms!

I do remember my first cum real well. It was a memerable occassion that I fondly recall all the time and my girlfriend jokes to me about it too.I have had thousands of masturbation orgasms and I am over 69 years old!

i remember my first. family had gone to the beach for the day i stayed home i was 11 being playing with myself but not really knowing what i was doing i had decided i was going to jack my cock for most of that day took all my clothes off and was sitting in front room with curtains drawn and i was as hard as a poker it felt so good i just kept going at it faster and faster and then that almighty feeling of orgasm i sprayed all over my chest i was so chuffed with myself in a flash i knew what it was all about i was so happy i jacked off another 3 times that day i have been hooked ever since do it now 1/2 every day and im late 50s

I was 10, almost 11, hiding my wiener between my legs and pretending I was a girl being fucked by a boy. I'd pretended I was a girl for quite a while, but just discovered fucking. I imagined I could feel the boy's wiener going into my "cut," incredibly exciting, I was pumping my hips and clenching my thighs, ever faster and harder, gasping for breath. Suddenly some sticky, gooey stuff came out of my wiener in spurts beneath my butt and got all over the backs of my thighs. I was afraid something was wrong, but it was so exciting I "played girlfriend" for an imaginary boyfriend, and had an orgasm with him, every night after that

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My first cum was when I was 12, my best friend was 1 year older then me and showed me how to jerk off about 6 months prior. He was cumming already and I wanted to shoot cum too. We would jack every day after school at his house because his mom worked. It was always the same, we would lie on his bed side by side naked and jacked. Then it finally happened, I shot cum. My excitement from being able to cum was short lived because his mother opened the bedroom door and saw us.

Me, I was probably 12 or 13 and very innocent. There was a box of latex gloves at my school and for some reason I took one home. I had previously tried on one of my dads condoms that I found out of curiosity, of course it was way to big, I figured my dad must be huge to be able to fill it out, but I'm probably the same size now that he was.

Anyway, I have no idea how I even thought to do it, but I put some Vaseline in one of the glove fingers and put my stiff wiener in there and pulled the glove all the way on. There was a deep suction as I slowly pulled the glove on and off, sort of in a trance, enjoying the good feelings. Imagine my surprise when the feeling started to 'glow' and build more and more intense. I don't know if I ejaculated the first time but I can tell you I did it the next night and the next.

Not sure how many times later, maybe a handful, I was sleeping downstairs on a reclining chair. I did my usual pulling on and off of the glove but this time was different. Something felt different when I came and I concernedly went into the bathroom afterwards. I pulled the glove of and there was a white creamy liquid mixed in. I was genuinely confused for a few, but then I had that aha moment (my mother had given me a book about puberty) and I put 2 and 2 together and the rest is history!

Btw- that puberty book, I think it was called What's Happening to my Body, had a section on masturbation and even talked about boys experimenting with each other and talked about different sex acts. For my young mind, that planted some deep seeds. Yikes.

All I remember is that I was in the bathroom at the family home, daytime, faking like I was taking a crap. I sat there in the can reading old playboys and got hard. I started stroking and caressing my cock and just kept my hands on it moving more and more, no technique or anything just handling it more and more faster and faster. I stood up and went to the sink, propped the mag by the faucet and spotted my dads noxzema shave/face cream. i grabbed a handful slabbed it on my cock and went crazy grabbing and pumping my cock the hot and cold sensation of that stuff drove me wild and I came hard. I was looking down and saw and felt the first spurt shoot and then for no reason at all looked up and saw myself in the mirror as the rest pumped out. The orgasm sealed the deal forever I stroked this thing as often as possible. Seeing myself stroking off and watching my cum shoot I think started me down a road of exhibitionism which has been incredible.

I have told this before, but what the hell?

When I was 12 my parents subscribed to some kind of medical / health encyclopedia that came in magazine like installments. I was pretty much a nerd, and loved reading and learning this stuff. Well, one day I was home alone (I know...that would be child neglect today!) And a new installment had arrived. It was all about "Human reproduction" and it had photos not only of a nude man and woman, but close ups of pussy and cock as well as diagrams of intercourse. I got hard looking at the photos. Then reading the part about "male orgasm and ejaculation" it described how "friction against the penis leads to further arousal and eventully orgasm" I wondered what that was like and though 'hmmm what kind of friction would to that?'

So I went to the bathroom, took off my pants, looked at the photos of the nude woman and her pussy and rubbed my super stiff cock. I was not prepared for the sensation of cumming! I got weak in the knees as I shot cum halfway across the room and almost fell over.

That was the first time, but it sure opened up a world of stroking fun.

For me like many people, the first and second I had no idea really about what was happening.

But by the third, I knew what it was, why it had happened and importantly, how to make it happen again.