At what age did you start mastubating??

I started when I was eleven and it was by accident. I was at a relative's house and had went to the bathroom. For some reason I wondered what it would feel like if I rubbed some lotion (that was on a nearby shelf) on to my schlong. I did and started enjoying it, needless to say about ten minutes later I came. I didn't know what the semen was at that time. After that I was hooked!! As I said in another post, I went through puberty between ages 9-10 and had facial and body hair at 11. But before then, I can remember getting erections and playing with myself at age 5. I don't know why they say that males don't start getting erections until they are adolescents when I was getting them so much earlier.

Just thought I would post my experiences.

I don't know how old, fairly young.
Back in elementary school I remember walking/runing while hugging the wall, one arm in front, the other behind me.
By the time I got to the class room I had an erection and got curious after school.
Yeah...then it just went from there.

Maybe ten years old? Dunno. X_x;

I first started masterbabing when I was 11 years old. At that time I would have the wonderful sensation of having a climax but there was no cum. Sometime in the next year I did begin shooting off. There was two beds close together in my bedroom. To make sure I would not shoot cum all over everything, I would lay some newspapers on the floor and lay face down on the two beds. I would then jackoff and shoot my cum in the newspaper. This made for easy cleanup.

[XStripper777]

Originally Posted by maxxy

I played with myself a fair amount as a little boy--sorry, can't give you a first-time age--but masturbation to me implies specific sexual intent, and I didn't start that until I was 14-going-on-15.

The little-boy stuff I don't really count, and don't really remember very well, except for my parents slapping my hand away from my mini-member. I probably got some kind of tingle out of it, but I think what drew me to it was more curiosity, plus pride that I had something like what my Dad had and my sister didn't. I was getting erections in the same pre-pubescent time frame, but none, as far as I can recall, was a result of my fondling. They were mostly embarrassing, cause they made my pants stick out in front.

I was kind of late to puberty, which meant that I got into America's real national sport later than most of the boys I knew, and when I started, I didn't even know the word masturbation, let alone how to do it--it just happened a couple of days before Christmas, and it was the nicest present Santa ever brought me.

I woke up that morning, got up to pee, then remembered it wasn't a school day, so I crawled back into bed with an erotic novel my sister had found in my parents' library and handed off to me. In the middle of one of the hot parts, I got a hard-on, and as I kept reading, it started throbbing.

So I improvised, trying to imitate what the people in the book were doing. I rolled onto my belly, pulled my pillow down over the top side of my penis, and started thrusting. The friction between the bed and the pillow felt pretty good, so I started thrusting faster and deeper, and suddenly I was spurting something white and gooey and making a total mess of the sheets and pillow case.

I just lay there in the puddle for a couple of minutes in some kind of schoolboy exalted state. Then I got up, confronted the damage, and got scared...very scared. I used my underpants to mop up as well as I could, which wasn't very well--when I got back in bed that night, whole patches of sheet and pillow case were stiff and crusty.

My Mom found the evidence in the laundry hamper, and I guess passed the word to my dad, cause he got me alone later and gave me a little talk about how guys my age sometimes had wet dreams. (They clearly were in denial that their formerly little boy was doing something as nasty as masturbating.)

I did it the same way the next few times with various forms of damage control, including, a couple of times, condoms filched from a 12-pack I had found in my dad's sock drawer. It wasn't till a month or so later that I discovered why God created hands, complete with opposable thumbs--it was so boys could jack off and have some control over where the mess went--and hands are what I've been using ever since.

That's a great story... I've never liked to hear about children doing anything sexual in nature, because of my past, and because... well, it's just not something one is "supposed" to like hearing about, you know? But the way you worded it, I could really read into how innocent you were when doing it as a kid... very funny the way you said things like "America's 'real' favorite pasttime" and "Why God make hands with opposable thumbs" lmao!

You definately seem to have a way with words, so I enjoyed reading this... pretty cute.

[XStripper777]

Originally Posted by Alastrina

You're bloody right I am!! If he didn't do that, I don't know where I'd be. [Probably cynical and very jaded on sex and sexuality...] :P

That's wonderful... I know that I'd be a totally different person, sexually, if it hadn't been for me "finding myself" by being a stripper. It really brought me out of my shell, and made me realize how sexy I could be. After that, sex was more about "ME" and not just about me laying there while the guy "did his business" on top of me.... haha. It started to really feel good after that, that's when I was able to start enjoying it. So, I'm so happy I was a stipper.. it's one thing that I'll never regret doing.

[r3rjr]

I can remember I was in 4th grade as far as age goes... My parents were gone and I was home alone! For some reason, I decided to lay down in the hallway and rub myself. I was freaked out when I squirted! I thought I peed myself. I also remember being scared out the feeling. But as time when on, I realized it was an awesome thing to do.

After loosing my virginity in 10th grade, I would always masturbate after I took the girl home from having sex with.

No one really mentioned places, so I will
Besides the house.... I have enjoyed the pleaseure of myself in 8th grade, while sitting at my desk looking into the shirt of the girl sitting next to me! I also was busy in college in the study rooms, under the staircase in the library, at church (choir loft when there wasn't a choir, but a Mass going on!) Ok, this could get disturbing, so I will stop here.

[LordofDundonald]

I started at age 8. First ejaculation at age 12. Earliest thoughts were of Wonder Woman (played by Linda Carter) and of my babysitter Tina....who taught me many things, actually!

[Ann Andriani]

Originally Posted by LordofDundonald

Earliest thoughts were of Wonder Woman (played by Linda Carter)...

Your post reminded me, I can't remember when I first masturbated, but I do remember one of the earlier times. I used to watch the movie Fraternity Vacation with Tim Robbins. There's one scene where he and his buddy take these two women back their hotel room and the women strip for them. I used to rub myself raw to that scene often. What a silly kid. Even as a youngin I found the girlies exciting.

Ann

[igor]

I remember my first time very clearly because what happened was such a surprise I was sitting on the toilet and had an erection. (Age 12 and I had no idea what sex was about). For whatever reason, I had an erection and I started squeezing the underside of the shaft (squeeze/release, etc) it kept feeling better and better and I got harder and harder (it seemed anyway) so I kept it up - then got this ticklish/pressure feeling and WHAM! it spasmed and white fluid spurted all over. I thought I'd broken something but there was no pain afterwards, so of course I continued to do it whenever I had the chance. Eventually I learned that stroking it was a better way to go. That was 55 years ago and it still works

[Phantom]

I was 12 when I started masturbating in earnest. It was great. I discovered masturbation before I was actually capable of ejaculating, so I could have five or six orgasms in a row without losing my erection. Most times I only stopped because of friction burns. *laughs*

*sigh* The good old days...