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I am a 36-year-old man living in Maryland. I grew up with no real father support, so I knew nothing about what was happening to me. It all began in the summer after 5th grade, when I began experiencing erections. I didn't know why I was getting them or what they were for, but I tried my best to ignore them. One day in school a group of guys were talking about having "wet dreams." I knew nothing of what they talked about, but from what I was listening to, I thought it was something bad and that my mother wouldn't like it if my sheets were sticky when she went to wash them.

I grew up in the bush in Australia. We lived in a scattered community. The one-teacher school, with a couple of dozen kids, was in a village a couple of miles away, so we had to walk to and from school though the bush. I was 7 years old and in 3rd grade, but we all played together with boys in the upper grades. One afternoon I set off to walk home after school and was joined by three 9- and 10-year-olds. They told me that they wanted to show me something. We stopped at a picnic spot on the edge of the bush.

Sex for me began innocently enough. Starting at age 12, I enjoyed lying on my bed in pajamas, on my belly, rocking forward and back, because it made my penis feel good. If I did that long enough, for just a moment I would feel very good all over my body, like I was flying, and there'd be a little "jump" deep inside me. I had never heard of masturbation, didn't suppose that any observer would guess that my penis was being stimulated, and did it openly, whenever I wanted, even if other family members were present.

My first strong memory of getting an erection is from when I was 4 or 5 years old. My mom and I were walking around in a department store, and she happened to notice I had a tent in my pants. This seemed to embarrass her a little, but being so young it didn't embarrass me at all. She asked me if I had to go to the washroom, and because I didn't, I said no. But back then, I didn't even know why my penis got hard and stuck out like that. I just figured it was what happened when I needed to urinate, and I gave no more thought to it.

My first memory related to my genitals dates to an incident that occurred when I was about 4. Three other boys of the same age and I decided to compare the sizes of our penises. Incredibly, we did so in broad daylight in the parking area of our apartment building! I don't know if we were observed by anyone, but nothing was ever said — to me, at any rate. There were no further such episodes or anything else related to it.

It's Thursday morning and I'm awakened by that slightly nagging feeling one gets when the call of nature beckons. Only 4 o'clock, and as late as I retired the night before, I had been hoping for a little more sleep. I try to return to this strangely comical dream I was having, but no luck. Call of nature gets more insistent, so I hop out of bed and head for the bathroom. Back in bed again I'm ready for another 40 winks. Except for whatever trigger sets off in my brain that "dicky boy" was getting ready for some action! I know from long experience this was a call I couldn't just ignore.

I don't know at what age I discovered that my penis had some possibilities beyond peeing. But by the time I was 9 or 10, I became acutely conscious of it growing stiff, and that it felt good when it did. Part of that growing awareness combined with an increasing love of nudity. That of course met with disapproval, and I began having private nudity and fondling sessions with myself by the time I was 9 or 10.

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.

It seems that a few chance events in my early life have shaped my sexual life. At age 10 a new boy moved into our school from out of state. He knew all the bad words and strange activities that the rest of hadn't even dreamed about. He became a good friend to me. I was happy to have him as a friend because he knew how to have a good time and had lots of fun ideas. At first we had a good time playing ball, hanging out, and talking. One day he asked me about a neighbor girl that I played with quite a bit.

When I was 12 years old, an orgasm happened to me inadvertently in the shower. For some strange reason, after or during this shower, as weird as it sounds, I got very tired — I don't recall any other reason — that I lay down on the shower floor. Then a little while later I started feeling this tingly sensation in my penis, because a stream from the showerhead was hitting just below my penis head. Very soon I startlingly sat up because my breathing became fast and irregular; I was a little scared!