When was your first time masturbating and how did you discover it?

Never heard of a woman either!

 

my wife doesn’t….says she never has thanks to her upbringing.

 

Age 6 I think. Discovered by myself and having a first delicious dry orgasm immediately.

 

Never had a dry orgasm. Would be disappointing.

 

I played with mu cock for as far back as i can remember. But my first orgasm came the day i was 11 and home alone. I had been eyeballing the vacuum cleaner my mom used. It was a old metal electralux model that was shaped like a silver bullet. So i got naked and proceded to turn it on with my dick in one end. It was amazing ! I was in extacy for what felt like 15 minutes(realistically probably 2-3) before convulsing invthe best way as a shot stream after stream of my hot cum into my metal lover lol. I turned it off and didnt know what happened. I thought i sucked out part of my guts or something i wasnt supposed to. It was my first time cumming and it was everywhere! And my poor cock got beat to hell. Poor little thing was all raw and red, swollen from the trauma. I could barely touch it. But what a amazing feeling and once i realized that it was my senen coming out of me and not my guts(haha), i couldnt get enough of my sexy silver bullet. She never said no, and she always eagerly swallowed every drop! That feeling of my cock rapidly fluttering around inside of the vacuum made me cum so fast but it beat my cock up too

 

Hello Joe, same opinion. Feel free to write me.

 

I was around 12 yrs old....humping my bed...the orgasm was extremely intense

 

I don't remember when I started, it was in the pre-school years.

 

I was about 5 or 6yr old huming the bed room carpet to a dry orgasm I never looked back and although my mum and dad did know at the time and used to let me and my sister run round naked.

 

I started when I was 10 years old.
The first 2 times I didn't manage to reach orgasm because my clit became so sensitive that it hurt (or maybe I rubbed it wrong)

After a few days, I tried again, then I had an orgasm for the first time.

 

I was about 7 or 8 when I started and I haven’t stop it feels to good to stop .

 

I ment to say my mum and dad didn't know at the time.

 

I was 12 I think and used my parents wand back massager. It took a minute to figure out what felt the best. Pressing the vibe to my glans I found the spot!! Oh boy the increasing waves of pleasure to my was incredible!! Milky clear liquid is all that came out though and I had to pee like every 10 minutes after that. I was scared I screwed up my penis because it tingled for hours after. But I was hooked and wore that vibrator out!!!

 

I was opposite but similar. I was a very early bloomer and never in a boarding school.

BUT like you enjoyed great group masturbation with friends and remember ever detail. Masturbating in front of my audience of friends was a highlight that made me so very proud! My ejaculations so hard my penis felt so big and hard. Friends cheering me on. Those were amazing times that still give me amazing orgasms today.

Humping that pillow must have been amazing! Were others watching? Did others masturbate openly?

Like you time to take care of my throbbing leaking penis!

 

It wasn't long after (a) I turned 9 and ejaculated in a girl for the first time and (b) a male friend showed me how to do it. The highlights of that moment was that I had no idea that you could do this and it could feel so good - and good enough to make me shoot and when I did, it was all over my friend's face; he had gotten right down there to have a close up view of me masturbating and, well, that's when he found out that I could shoot and, I thought, both mad and jealous because he couldn't - and we were the same age.

 

I began by trying to see how big I could make my penis - simple as that. I had no idea that anything would happen so for a few nights I'd find I'd got an erection and see how stiff and large I could get it. Or, possibly (it was a long time ago!) I'd begin just doing what I could to get hard. I was so unknowing that one of my methods to encourage 'growth' of my erection was to hold my penis between both palms and 'twirl' it as though trying to start a fire with a firedrill ! When I was convinced that I'd got it as big as it would go I'd stop. But for some reason, unknown to me, I'd see if I could just get a little bit more. After a few nights of this, of course, I had my first orgasm. I hadn't a clue what it was - I thought of it as 'an attack of the bonks' - but never having heard the word 'bonking' except to mean colliding with something or hitting it. It was quite scary but after a night or so I decided to try again to see how erect I could get - with a curiosity as to whether I'd get the bonks again. Sure enough, much twirling later... This was all fine until the night I felt something wet and sticky. I could only think it was blood and my blood ran cold. I'd have to tell my parents and perhaps I'd damaged something beyond repair. I went out to the bathroom and found it wasn't blood but still had no idea what it was. Soon I discovered that thinking about cleavage helped me get where I was heading for. It was quite a surprise to find out when I saw my first photo of bare breasts (probably in the National Geographic !) that they didn't both point straight forwards...

 

I don't remember the first one, I was preteen.

 

I didn’t have any pipes so 12-13ish used parents Magic Wand. I’m Pretty sure I wore it out that first year.

 

I was 13 sleeping over at my friends house, he had bunk beds so I was on the top bunk, I had my arm hanging down and he grabbed it and put it on his cock, that was hard as a rock and motioned my hand up and down it, until he came. He then reached his hand up and rubbed my cock until it got hard, he then stuck his hand inside my pants and wrapped his hand around it and jerked me off until I came. At that point neither one of us had seen the others cock.
Then about a week went by and I was over hanging out at his house playing catch out side and we ended back up in his room, looking at a playboy he had hidden in his closet. Then he asked me if I wanted to “play” again and I said sure. He then took his clothes off and got naked, and he was hard as a rock, I was a little shocked to see it, as I had never seen a hard cock before. He laid down on the bed and I grabbed his cock and started stroking it, he moaned a little while I did it, and then he got really hard and came all over his stomach. I had never seen a man ejaculate before so it was a new experience, and a total turn on. By now I was hard too and he said “now your turn” I got naked and he worked my cock until I blew my load all over myself.
That started a nice routine of us jerking each other off.
That’s how I was introduced to masturbation.

 

At 12, I spent a lot of time traveling or staying over with my best friend, he was a year older than me and much more mature physically. He was held back a year in school, so we shared some classes. He had a much larger penis than me and I was always secretly fascinated by how it would swing and bounce side to side when he walked around naked. I was much smaller and hairless much less developed overall. We often changed in front of one another at the swimming pool or Gym class or at home. He got a water bed for his 13th birthday and invited me to stay over for the first try. Those days there were no baffles for wave prevention just a big warmed bag of water to lay on. We decided we would sleep naked as it was so warm and felt amazing on our bare skin. I stripped and climbed in while he watched me. I started to get hard as I watched him as he stripped and walked around the room naked getting ready for bed.
Maybe more of a show than saw needed but my eyes followed him and he knew I watched his swinging junk.
He seemed to be in a state of semi arousal, as I know it now, but he turned out the lights and climbed in and the wave just about tossed me out as he was much larger stature and weight than I and he flopped down on the bed. We laughed and joked and tossed a little then lay still next to each other. I could feel his naked hip against mine. The picture of his large penis raced in my head as I lay there in the dark, with my own little hard on now thankfully hidden beneath the covers and darkness.

He started to bump his ass into the bed and I would raise and lower on the waves as he did so. Laughing, I was going up and down beside him and the friction of the sheets against my hard penis was feeling great. As his momentum increased he would push off with his hands and land back on the bed and I was really getting tossed around. I eventually came down sideways against him and my penis landed directly in contact with the back of his big hand. I froze in place knowing he must feel it and know I am hard.... Embarrassed, I just laid still not saying a word for what seemed like forever. But he then rolled his hand over and took me in his hand. I felt the warmth of his palm on the underside of my cock and his fingers wrap around my balls. He just held them softly. A minute seemed like forever but I eventually pushed a little further into his hand and I felt him squeeze me tighter and my shaft sliding through his grip but again I felt so small in his large fist.

I wasn't sure how to react or what to say but I was dying inside because I just wanted desperately to touch his. I swallowed hard and took a chance, reaching over to take hold of him, I found he was rock hard too.
My whole body was shaking as I tried to wrap my fingers around his shaft. It felt enormous and heavy and I lifted it from his belly and held it. Also not sure what to do with it, I just explored it with my hand, the veins along the shaft, the big mushroom head as the foreskin retracted, the golfball side nuts. It felt amazing, the largest I had ever seen. It was like time stood still for what was probably only a few, life altering minutes, as we explored one another for the first time. Then the trance was broken and he pushed me back over on my back and climbed on me and we wrestled and laughed and play fought naked. It seemed like just normal play but with our erections grinding on one another it felt amazing and we just carried on as if it was any other day. But we had broken the ice that night, we engaged in something we would not forget and it felt exciting, it felt comfortable, it felt safe with him. We could never let anyone know, but we knew it felt incredibly exciting.
Neither of us came or really knew what to do once we had each other in our hands, but that was ok it felt good and with this few strokes of each other there was a bond formed.
We were leaving on a 6 week trip across Canada and the US in a few weeks we had some time coming up that would play out in a way that we would learn a lot about sexuality, each other, girls, Women, naked beaches. It was 1973 and a world of free love and we wanted to stake our claim. lol

50 years later, we are very much straight, but remember that night and the days of that trip like it was yesterday. We are still best friends though live hundreds of miles apart, never mention it, but it was a bond I believe we both feel to this day.