Guys, if you have any questions about masturbation, "wet dreams," size, or anything, talk about it. Find an older male to ask questions or to observe — no matter how embarrassed you feel. I didn't do this, and it really screwed me up for years.
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Scrambled porn
I remember the first time I discovered masturbation. I was 11 or 12. I remember lying on the floor doing my spelling homework, and for some odd reason or another, I just started to rub my penis on the floor. It started to feel really good, so I continued doing it. Then suddenly, this explosive feeling swept over me from my head all the way down to my toes. It felt great — like nothing I had ever felt before.
Muppet babies
I discovered this wonderful aspect of human life when I was 13. How I discovered it is quite a long story, perhaps similar to others' experiences.
Inflatable fun
I began masturbating when I was only 4. My very first memories of masturbating involved inflatables.
Dr. boner
By the time I was 9 or 10 years old, I had discovered how good it felt to have an erection. Some of my friends started to talk about it, and we decided to show one another our erections. We would take out our penises and touch and squeeze ourselves until we got hard. It was a big joke, except that it felt so good. Nobody knew anything about masturbation, so we stopped there.
Recurring drenched dreams
I guess I started entering puberty at age 11. That's when I first noticed I was getting hairs on my scrotum. I've heard guys tell how they remember getting their first erection when they were entering puberty, but I don't understand that. I've always gotten erections my entire life, even when I was a small child. I always thought it was just normal for my penis to be hard half the time, and that's just the way it was — no big deal. I was in the 6th grade when I finally realized the connection between sex and a hard penis.
Marked territory
The first sexual thing I can remember happened at about age 9. I had left my bed, probably to get a glass of water, and on my way to the kitchen I saw that the lounge-room light was on. I went down the hall, and at the door I saw my father lying on the couch with his clothing pushed down to his knees and up to his chest. My mother was kneeling down beside the couch with my father's penis in her mouth. I watched for only 5 or 10 seconds before my mother realized I was there and sprang up, alerting my father, who also sprang up and started to adjust his clothing.
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.
Tossing off in the fort
I was about 9 years old when first told and shown about "tossing off" [British slang] by a friend behind the cricket sight-screen at a sports complex that included the tennis courts where both our parents played. He was a year older than I was, and I could not believe what he told me. He also told me babies came out of their mother's tummies. Yuck!
Solo learning
When I was 10 or 11 I started having "wet dreams" 1 or 2 times a week. My school friends were having them also, and we would compare experiences. My buddy and I went to the local library and started reading sex books for pre-teens and adolescent males. We learned what "wet dreams" were all about, about erections, masturbation, and ejaculating. My older brother didn't tell me a thing, and neither did my dad.