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Masturbation has been an important part of my life since I was a small child. Now I am a happily married husband and father of 3 great kids. I have a normal sex life with my wife, but I still cherish my love life with myself through masturbation — usually once a day, but sometimes twice. I also cherish the memories of my masturbation experiences through the years.

I can barely remember exactly when I started masturbating, but my earliest recollections are from age 7 or 8, when I would lie on my stomach and press my penis into my cupped hands and thrust. For years I did this and got a "release," but with no ejaculation. I did not know or care, though; I still got an overwhelming feeling of satisfaction from it. My mother might have noticed the wrinkles in my pajamas right at the crotch, where I had been squeezing the flannel, but she never really said anything.

I am in my late 50s. In my family sex was a topic not discussed. Neither of my parents ever told or asked me anything about sex or masturbation. Therefore, all my early masturbation experiences were as though I was the only one who had ever done it.

My earliest memory of a "sexual" experience comes from a time at my grandmother's house when the daughter of my grandmother's cook took me behind the garage and showed me her genitals. She told me that if I rubbed my "pee-pee" it would feel good. I don't remember any more about this incident. I was probably about 5 years old.