It has been a real pleasure for me to read many of the stories on JackinWorld where guys like me have recalled the joys of masturbation from pre-puberty to the present. My story is and has been filled with satisfying memories of masturbation.
From my earliest memories, I have always enjoyed looking at and massaging my penis to full erection. In fact, I cannot recall any morning upon awakening when I did not have a penis throbbing to be fondled and stroked. Every night upon getting into bed I would also stroke my penis and testicles to produce an instant erection. After these enjoyable sessions I would fall asleep.
When I was 10 or 11 years old and in the 5th grade, my neighborhood and school buddies and I loved to compare erections and masturbation stories and the changes that were taking place in our bodies. In fact I can remember being asked over and over if I had gotten my "jism" yet. Because several of us had started to grow pubic hair and our penises were much larger than most of our classmates, we got all of the stares in the locker room. In fact, when my mother took me to our family's doctor for my pre-semester physical exam, he explained to my mother that my genital development was advanced for my age and that I probably would develop large genitals if my current size was any indication. My penis was already hanging 6" in the flaccid state. He then asked my mother if my older brother had developed early as well. She explained that my brother was 18 years older than me and had developed very early also and had a very large penis, although, she explained that she had not seen his penis since early teen years. I, however, remembered that two years earlier, on a family vacation in northern Michigan, my brother came down to the lake where we were swimming with a towel wrapped around his waist. When he walked out onto the dock, he dropped the towel, and we could see through his light-cream-colored bathing suit his big penis clearly visible hanging down his leg. My mother blushed and pointed at it. I clearly remember seeing that big thing, which I would see naked about 3 years later on another family vacation. I had already noticed that I was "larger" than many of my school playmates, so I understood the doctor's comment to be positive and that my mother was proud to have sons with larger penises.
During that school year, I enjoyed a really nice genital growth spurt. This year was also the time that I started having "wet dreams" several times each week, but I hadn't yet learned the technique of masturbating to orgasm, even though I massaged and played with it morning and night. My masturbating skills were, however, to take a quantum leap forward on another family vacation during the summer prior to the start of the 6th grade school year. By June, I measured 7" erect and massaging it felt better than ever.
During the summer vacation between 5th and 6th grade, my dad, mom, and I took another vacation with my brother, his wife, and their 3-year-old son to our nation's capital, Washington, D.C., and Virginia. During one of our overnights, we had accommodations in a beautiful old Victorian bed and breakfast overlooking the Potomac River. My parents were given a small bedroom and I was invited to stay in the large master suite with my brother and his wife and young son. The hostess had placed two small fold-up beds at the foot of the large master bed. My nephew fell asleep almost immediately, but as usual, I was enjoying quietly rubbing my erect penis. I was starting to get drowsy when my brother came out of the bathroom totally naked holding a small flashlight. His wife was already in bed, and I had noticed that she had slipped out of her nightgown and laid it on the floor next to her side of the bed. I'm sure that they both thought we were both asleep by this time, because when my brother walked by my cot I saw his fully erect, uncircumcised penis. He was sliding his foreskin back and forth on his shaft as he walked by. He went to the nightstand continuing to masturbate as he got something out of the drawer. He then shut off the flashlight and got into bed next to his wife. Since it was now quite dark, I couldn't see anything, but I soon heard sounds which I didn't know for sure but I guessed that they were "doing it." By this time, I was vigorously stroking my penis with the same rhythm just as I had seen my brother doing moments before. Within a few moments I felt an intense tickling which seemed to come from my entire genital area. Then it happened: my first masturbation orgasm. I quickly pulled up my shorts to cover my throbbing penis just in time to feel warm semen gushing out. The feelings of pleasure were beyond anything I had ever previously experienced. As I lay there in silence feeling my completely soaked shorts, I realized there were not going to ever be any "dry" orgasms again. From then on, I was a "man" and had reached a fabulous plateau of masturbating ecstasy. Thereafter, at every opportunity to masturbate, I had the image of my brother rubbing his big penis, preparing it for intercourse, and me soaking my shorts with a load of semen.
Later that summer, just before the fall school year began, the Michigan State Fair was in progress for about two weeks, ending on Labor Day weekend. My cousin, who was 4 years older than me, asked my aunt to drop him off at my house so that he and I could go to the fair while she and my mom went shopping. Before we went to the fair, my cousin and I had some time to kill, so he abruptly asked me if I was masturbating yet. When I told him about my experience in Washington, D.C., he started bragging about how big his penis was and that he was masturbating every day. He then asked me if I wanted to masturbate before going to the fair. I told him that I really wanted to see his big penis as well as masturbate together. So, we both took off our pants and started rubbing our penises. In less than a minute, watching each other, we were both fully erect and began masturbating in rhythm. He did, in fact, have an 8" uncircumcised penis almost identical to my brother's. As he slid his foreskin back and forth over his glans, I just imitated his movements. My cousin was surprised at my size, even though I wasn't 8" yet. He laughed and told me that if I faithfully kept masturbating, I'd continue to grow in size. I thought that he was serious, so I promised him that I would. He began to increase his rhythm, and all of a sudden, he unloaded 3 or 4 full spurts of semen into his hand and then rubbed it onto his entire genital area. Within seconds, I unloaded my own spurts and imitated his procedure. He warned me to never waste my semen but let the nutrients re-absorb back into my body. As weird as this may be, to this day, I continue to do the same thing. We then pulled up our pants and left to tour the State Fair.
Two summers later, my aunt, uncle, and cousin rented a nice cottage in Northern Michigan with my mother and me. My dad had died a year earlier of a heart attack. Since my cousin and I were the only young people, we were give a bedroom to share just off the living room. What an opportunity for both of us to have a masturbation marathon for two weeks! Our first night, we both ejaculated twice. I almost always ejaculated in my shorts because I really enjoyed the scent of my fresh semen, and I also enjoyed the wet feeling of having a full load soaking my shorts. In the morning when we got up, I changed my briefs but forgot to put my semen-soaked shorts in the laundry basket.
When my cousin and I had finished breakfast, we went down to the lake for a swim. My mother found my shorts on the floor next to the bed, still damp with my semen. She didn't say anything to me until we got home at the end of the vacation, but that night after my cousin and I had gone to bed, we were enjoying a "repeat " performance of the night before. My mother and aunt thought we were asleep, because I heard her mention to my aunt that she had found my shorts that morning and they were soaked with semen. She said that she had never seen so much and that I must now be having "wet dreams." My aunt said that she had never noticed any such evidence in my cousin's underwear, so he must not have started yet. We both wanted to burst out laughing, but we didn't. For the rest of our vacation we unloaded every night, and I made no attempt to hide my shorts after hearing my mother's comments to my aunt.
When we got home at the end of that vacation, my mother mentioned to me that she had found my shorts and had discussed that with my aunt. She asked me if I understood what was happening and asked if I had any questions. I tried to appear nonchalant and told her that I understood and that it was happening almost every night. I don't know what she thought, but from then on, she never mentioned it again. I continued this pattern of masturbation almost every day or night and put semen-soaked shorts in the laundry basket each time.
By the time I got to high school my genital development was complete, and I continued to masturbate daily for most of that period of time. All of my buddies and I thought mostly about sports and cars. However, in the 11th grade, I met a beautiful girl who would later become my wife after we graduated from college. Of course, once I met her, sports and cars were still important, but let's be realistic — with hormones raging, meeting a fabulous girlfriend causes some important changes in priorities.
Normally, we enjoyed all kinds of activities and would usually spend our weekends together. One thing leads to another and we really enjoyed "making out" whenever possible. Many times we would watch TV together at her house, and when her parents would go to bed, we had a lot of privacy to enjoy some passionate times. As our passion continued to build she noticed the obvious bulge in my jeans or shorts, depending on the time of year and weather. So, one evening she asked if she could see my penis. I told her okay and slipped my pants and undershorts down, and standing in full erection was my 8" penis. Since she was an only child she had not seen any fully developed guys. She said, "Wow, is that thing big. Can I hold it?" I said "sure," and thus began a regular experience of her wanting to masturbate me every time we were alone together. Since it didn't take much at that time for me to reach orgasm, I told her that if she rubbed it that way I would ejaculate pretty soon. Sure enough, after only 2 or 3 minutes, I really let go a real load and made quite a mess — I was embarrassed because we were unprepared for the mess, but she was fascinated by the whole experience. Our relationship really took off, and I asked her if she would like for me to caress her at the same time as she was masturbating me. She said that she was hoping that I would do that so that we could both experience our feelings together.
This beautiful relationship continued for some time and then progressed to our desire to have intercourse. Our first few attempts were a little clumsy, but soon we always concluded our intimate mutual masturbation with intercourse, except during the time of her period and about 10 days in the middle of her monthly cycle. During those times she would masturbate me to orgasm each time. We always kept tissues handy because she always wanted to watch me shoot my semen but also to prevent a major clean up afterward.
By the time we graduated from college and were married that summer, we had enjoyed each other's sexuality hundreds of times and had become expert, experienced masturbators. Of course, our techniques progressed to great oral sex, too — both individually and simultaneously.
After several years, we had our first child, a boy. Over the next few years we had two more children, a girl and another boy. Since both of us had been raised in very prudish families, we determined to have a totally wholesome environment where nudity was not something to be ashamed of, or secretive. When our chidden reached their respective times of puberty, we always respected their privacy but never changed our home environment to one of secrecy or coverup. We just didn't make a big deal out of nudity but continued an open-door policy, except when my wife and I were enjoying our own private intimacy.
I remember a very interesting experience when our first son was nearing puberty. He always awakened with a full erection, as I did. I would often shower with our son and showed him how to practice proper hygiene by washing myself and several times washing him. Most of the time with the warm water and soaping our genitals, we would both get erections. I explained to him that this was normal and actually a very enjoyable experience.
One evening, my wife had gone to a meeting with some other women and I was the babysitter. We had put the children to bed and I went into the family room to watch television. One of the channels was having a very informative discussion of intimacy and how parents could and should take the time to explain wholesome sexuality and bodily functions to their children. As the program was nearing its conclusion, our oldest son came from his bedroom and told me that he couldn't sleep and wanted to watch some TV with me if that was okay. I said, "Sure, come on in and watch with me." He was 10 years old at this time, so I thought that this topic would be appropriate for him to watch and it would also give him a chance to ask any questions that he had at the conclusion of the program. He asked me what the program was about as he came in, so I explained that it was about sexuality and changes that occur in young people as they begin to mature at a time in their life known as "puberty." When the program was over, he asked me to explain briefly the issues of how children are "made" and the other bodily changes that would occur as he grew older. As clearly as I could, I explained that he already was aware of the fact that his penis and testicles were already enlarging and that when he awakened in the morning or rubbed his penis that it became "erect" and soon he would begin to have "wet dreams" in his sleep where he would release a milky fluid from his penis called semen. I also explained that if he were to rub his penis when it was erect, he could also begin to experience very pleasurable feelings that would also cause semen to be released. This was a perfectly natural experience called masturbation and ejaculation. I reminded him that when we showered, it was common for us to have our penises erect, which he understood and said that it felt very good when he rubbed his "stiff" penis.
He then asked me to explain how babies are "made." So I explained that instead of Mom having a penis, she had a place between her legs called a vagina, which was a place that I could insert my erect penis into and move in and out until my penis would "ejaculate" my semen. This was called "having intercourse," which Mom and I enjoyed several times each week. If Mom and I were to do this at a special time of the month, then my semen would mix with an egg which she released each month, and if our timing was right she would become "pregnant" and have a baby in about 9 months. I also explained that this was how we had him and his sister and brother. By this time I noticed that his penis was fully erect inside of his pajamas and he was slowly rubbing it. I asked him if he had any other questions at this time, and he said "no," and thanked me for helping me understand some of "these things." He then returned to his bedroom, and no other questions were asked until the following summer, when I took him to a Detroit Tigers baseball game at the old Tiger Stadium.
My wife explained sexuality to our daughter with the use of an excellent book called The Sex Book. I had also used the book with our oldest son. The book contained explicit text and pictures explaining sexual issues with actual masturbation and intercourse pictures as illustrations.
Today my adult measurements are just over 8" in length, 2 1/4" in diameter, and 7" in circumference. Since I strongly believe that frequent ejaculation is healthy and necessary for prostate health, I continue to masturbate to this day, either through intercourse with my wife or through masturbation. I enjoy at least 5 ejaculations per week. My wife and I enjoy a healthy sex life, which always includes mutual masturbation to orgasm. My wife does, however, want me to ejaculate during intercourse because she loves the feeling of warm semen spurting inside her when I ejaculate. In conclusion, my wife and I fully endorse masturbation, both individual and mutual, and believe that a healthy sex life is the key to good mental and physical health.
