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 verysensitive. 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 .
There are clubs in the U.S.. Some male-only, some "co-ed". Search "Club Relate". I plan to try it whenever I can make time for a trip to central Florida.
