I'm a late-40s male who has been married over 20 years and masturbated for about 35. Though I can honestly say I am above average in looks, I have always far preferred my private pleasures to the anxiety and uncertainties of searching out partners for casual sex. While I'd classify myself as being on the straight side of Kinsey's 7-point scale, marriage never slowed down my masturbation fun — it just added another type of regular sex. I do enjoy my left hand: It's always there for me. I don't have to worry about its moods, or about adequate foreplay or premature ejaculation.
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Streak of exhibitionism
I just recently came across JackinWorld and realized that at age 65, I have enjoyed 54 years of "self-abuse" so far. While not keeping count, I suppose I have averaged 3-4 times per week over the years, with no sign of stopping. Wow! That could be well over 10,000 masturbation sessions! For younger JackinWorld visitors the perspective of an older guy might be of interest — particularly, they should know life stays good!
Again and again
Hello there! I'm a 16-year-old male and I'm going to explain my very first masturbatory experience. Well, it all happened when I was 13. My best friend was having his birthday sleepover party. We've been friends for a while (and still are of course), but as he now goes to a different high school than me, seeing him was becoming more and more infrequent. Anyway, at this party there were two of his friends I hadn't previously met. We went to the local video shop and hired "Primal Fear" based on the rating (apparently it had some sex scenes).
Stroke on
Ever since I was in elementary school, I have felt physically advanced for my age. I was always the tallest in my grade, and when the time came, I could see I was the first to be going through puberty. I actually felt proud of this "accomplishment." I noticed pubic hair developing about the time I was in the 4th grade (age 10), and by the next year I had a much deeper voice than any of my peers. By the time I was about 13, my body was pretty much covered with hair, just as it is today (I am currently 19 years old). But perhaps that is a story for a different Web site.
Mutual interests
My first masturbation session was probably at age 15 and a half (yes, I know it's late), in the bathroom during the school holidays. I had read a section on masturbation in a book my parents had bought, and I was trying out the technique. Nothing seemed to happen, but it felt good, so I continued. After about 10 minutes my body was wracked with an incredibly powerful orgasm, causing me to cry out involuntarily. (Fortunately, nobody else was home.). My ejaculation was feeble — a tiny droplet of clear liquid appeared at the end of my penis.
St. Charles' Place
I finished my Biography with a promise to tell about the first time I masturbated with someone else. I didn't think it would take me so long to get around to it, but here it is -- finally!
Pencil you in
Hearing from a female and her masturbation experiences, I hope, will fuel some fires and enlighten the males on this site. My very first experience or orgasm I can remember was while playing with a male cousin of the same age. Ever since I could remember, he was always showing me his male anatomy, shaking it at me and the like. I was always very embarrassed by this and afraid we would be caught and severely punished, of course. Luckily, nothing like that ever happened. We were playing in a little fort my uncle built for him. It was dark inside, and my little brother was present.
Melon baller
I was 9 or 10 years old when I was first told about masturbation by a friend who was a year older than me. At that stage I did not think there was anything special about it. I shared a room with my younger brother, but fortunately, as I developed and came to enjoy masturbation, I was able to move into a room of my own and enjoy the privilege of masturbating in private without having to wait for my younger brother to get to sleep. I still had lots of "wet-dreams," although my mother did not seem to be fazed by the stains on the sheets.
Doctor's orders
A biography of my life as masturbator, huh? Well, I started at a very young age. I have my older brother (by three years), and his friends, to thank for that. I was about 9 or 10 and, of course, I looked up to my brother and wherever he went, that's where I wanted to be. He wasn't too thrilled by my always wanting to tag along. One summer day he and a couple of his friends decided to take a hike. Known as the Golden Stairs, the light brown, shale-bottomed creek stepped down and down into a canyon until it dumped into a pond. The area was heavily wooded and was very secluded.
Boner, James Boner
This is one of the most bizarre things I've ever done, but I'd like to give it a try. I've read some of the other Biographies, and found them interesting, so I thought other people may be interested in mine.
I'm 19 now, so I don't have a particularly long history, but that's not to say I haven't had sufficient experience!