Your first wank/jerk-off

[cox4us]

Couldn't find a thread of this topic, but I apologise if its a well aired subject. l(Just point me in the right direction, please>)

I wondered how/when/where you had your first wank.

Mine happened happened like this.

One day at school a couple of classmates got their boners out and started stroking them. One actually inserted his dick into a test tube! But they didn't cum.

That night under the bedclothes I took myself in hand - with the inevitable result. I came all over my pyjamas and the sheets! I was terrified what my mother would say. But not a word.

After that I bought a pair of pants and came in those. Which might go some way to explaining why I love pants and jocks.

[Arbace]

My dear! I started way before my teens, believe me, lying in bed at night on my stomach (I didn't wear pyjamas) this would have been before I could actually get and maintain an erection, never the less with a combination of pushing into my right hand and minipulating with my left I would finally get some satisfaction. It wasn't until I was in my early teens that I ejaculated properly, it was a bit of a shock as I thought I was about to wet the bed!

On a similar subject I was with a friend a couple of years younger than me (he was about eleven) and we were looking into the Barbershop window where the sign for 'Durex Featherlight' was displayed, my friend (I should say aquaitance) started to talk about a girl he liked and promptly got a raging hard on, we went into a nearby field and preceded to wank, this was obviously before he produced ejaculate and I remember him stopping, looking at me and saying "I can't do it any more after that) so the orgasm is possible at an early age. Don't ask me what I thought about to get myself going, it had little to do with sex as I knew virtually nothing about it then. Except one fantasy did involve an older guy in the household wearing waders! ...no he actually did wear waders!!

[The Ejaculator]

Mine was just before I reached my teens, if I remember rightly. It was in the changing rooms at school where a couple of the older boys showed me what to do. I remember they both took their cocks out and they were running their hands up and down, doing what I soon learnt to be wanking. They made me get my cock out as well and quite quickly they both shot their loads over me. I wasn't quite sure what was going on, but they explained that it was a nice thing to do, you could enjoy it a lot, and as they told me how to use my hand too, I quickly realised how good it could feel. It was them who told me how much better it could feel if you were wearing your swimming trunks whilst doing it, and I remember to this day that one of them was wearing a pair of gold coloured trunks and that made me feel more excited as he showed me them. I kept doing as I was told and suddenly had this absolutely fantastic feeling, which must have been an orgasm, of sorts, but I didn't shoot any cum that first time. The boy in the trunks realised what had happened, told me how good I'd been and kissed me on the lips. That was the first time a boy had done that to me too. It was a few nights later that I first tried on my own swimming trunks after my parents thought I'd gone to bed and was asleep. I found that putting on my trunks gave me a huge erection and then I could do what the boys had taught me with my hand and really enjoy the orgasm. It was about a week later when I first noticed a little cum after the orgasm, which became more and more over the subsequent weeks. A couple of months later, I'd gone out and bought my own pair of gold coloured trunks and plucked up the courage to wear them to school one day. I saw the two original boys in the break and we arranged to meet after school. We got together and I showed them how I'd taught myself to shoot cum at the end of a wank. I got another kiss, but much longer and more meaningful, which decided a lot of things for the rest of my life.

[Arbace]

:) :) :) Ah memories...

[cantudoit]

I remember clearly my first wank and it still gets me hard thinking about it.... I was about 12, and having a long leisurely Sat. nite bath. I had left the soap at the bottom of the tub and because of the length of my bath it had turned really soft. I picked it up from the bottom of the tub and was about to lather my chest when it slipped from my hand and hit the head of my stiff tool, (I was ussually hard while taking a bath), leaving a deposit of creamy soft soap there and down the shaft as well. I cupped my hand tightly around the base of my penis and stroked upward to remove the soap. As I reached the head of course I experienced a very strange sensation! Tentatively I began to stroke and began to feel like something was rising....I was fascinated and continued until I exploded in only a few minutes with quite a big load which gushed out in several spurts. I knew it was'nt piss....I found the whole experience a little alarming but too pleasurable not to repeat the next day--eventually replacing the soap with vaseline style hair cream. What fun!

[cntrybumpkin40]

my first was not really a wank nor a jerk off,, i was riding a horse and i felt a warm sensation as the horse trotted along,, i felt my cock hard as a rock and looked it was rubbing against the saddle horn,,i pressed tighter and whew i got light headed and my cock shot a load of creamy hot cum into my underwear ,,i could not hold on anymore and fell off the freaking horse ,,,yeah yeah ,,i had to chase the horse down to stop him from running off , i jumped back on the saddle and went off again, :p this time i held on and ,,well i had to enjoy those wet creamy undies for the rest of the day, pulled them off and smelled them and got a hard on again, i laid down on my bed buried my face in my undies and humped the bed ok,,, i know gotta use what ya got handy ,,did'nt get to know how to jerk off until later on that year , when i had my first wank and felt the hard cock of another as we wanked each other off :moon

[AndrewDelong]

Growing up in a repressed Christian household I didn't really know what masturbation was. Well, toward the end of a summer, I remember my horomones going out of control and I didn't know what to do about it. One evening, as I was preparing to get into the shower, I stripped down to my Jockey's and began massaging my hard-on. I massaged for a couple of minutes until I got light-headed and started jerking hard. A few seconds later I came all over the bathroom walls, floor, rug, and so on.

[constructitm]

I grew up on a farm with all kinds of things happenning around.

It would be impossible to remember my first, but I can say that I still enjoy wanking on, in, or outta my underwear! :)

Check out my 1st wanking video...

http://www.xtube.com/play_re.php?v=Z7yUh_C716_

[ballucanb]

I started around 12, didn't exactly know what i was doing, but I knew it felt good so I just kept on doing it, I loved to cum in my long underwear, still do, just about everday.

[Scentmaster]

I remember it well.My friends and I found an old Hustler magazine by the roadside ditch and we went to a fishing creek to look it over and one thing led to another and we masterbated in front of each other but still too young to cum.We were all between 8-11. :D

[Captain Jock]

I was about 12 and had got involved in a swimming club and from that, used to go to the local pool on my own whenever I could. I suppose I was becoming aware of my sexuality around then and found it very exciting to be in an environment with other men who were undressing and remember being fascinated by their bodies - especially the hairy ones (still am!) and what they had in their trunks (still no change there either). On this occasion I was having a pee before going into the pool to swim and remember this thick liquid coming from my cock which definitley wasn't pee. At the same time I felt my legs buckle and this trembling sensation through my body. Afterwards I realised I had ejaculated and remember staring into the urinal as the water washed the cum away down the drain.

[Orpheus2A]

My first time was quite tame in comparison to some people. I was about 12 or 13, and I'd had hard-ons for a little while and I knew that cum was the eventual result, but beyond that I wasn't sure what happened or how. I used to rub my pillow up and down on my cock until it got too intense, and one night, it was a Wednesday, I decided I'd do it till beyond the time I couldn't stand it, and I came and immediately knew what it was and felt guilty. It was a while till I didn't feel guilty, but I did it just the same.

When I was a few years older I quite innocently went to the toilets in the public library. The cubicle was just beside the urinal, and there was a gap where the door closed that you could see through if you peered closely. I glanced there casually, and could see movement. I looked closer and there was an older guy in the cubicle wanking and I'm sure he meant to be seen. He was totally naked and came a couple of times while I watched him. No-one else came in, surprisingly enough, and I've always regretted not making my presence known. I was only about 15 or 16 so was quite nervous.

[whitejockeysboy]

When I was 12 I was constantly erect, and I heard the slightly older boys talking about playing with their cocks in bed at night and wiping up the 'white stuff' in hankies. A week or so after my 13th birthday I went on a bike ride with another 13 year old boy from school and I asked him to show me what they were talking about.

We went into some woods and, at my suggestion. stripped to our white briefs -he in his Aertex and me in my new Jockey Ys. I lay on my back with my erection through the front whilst he quickly took me to heaven. Then it was my turn to reciprocate the pleasure. It doesn't get better than that.

[whtbfs]

I was 13, shy and had never talked to anyone about sex. My sex education came from a very proper educational (?) book that never mentioned masturbation but I figured out that if the friction of intercourse caused ejaculation, then my hand could probably do the same thing. I had already experienced wet dreams, was horny most of the time and really attracted to guys in jockstraps, sooooooooo...
One day I feigned sickness, stayed home alone and walked around the house in my jock. Of course I was hard as a rock and it didn't take long before I began to stroke my cock. :shocked Curious to find out what my cum looked like outside of my pajamas, I shot my first self induced load in a shot glass. I sniffed it, tasted it and have been hooked on cum ever since. I've also stained many a jockstrap since then too! :)

[tom]

I'm sure I have done this one before..... however, if you missed it the first time round here we go!

As I vividily recall it was in the bath one sunny Sunday afternoon and I must have been about 13, Several of the kids in school had been whispering about the mystery of wanking and I was determined to crack it. Well I did and produced a dribble of thin watery liquid after much rubbing and a very pleasant sort of stinging sensation........... need I go on, I have been at it ever since and during my teen years would peak at a regular five, six or seven wanks per day\night, anytime, anywhere and preferably in my pants!!

Damn it, with old age I'm now down to a mere two or three now!!!!
:D

[Aussie_swim]

What great stories. Thanks for sharing.

It all brings back interesting memories. For me, my first wank took a quite a few attempts. I was probably about 12 ~ 13 (I was a bit of a later developer) and at that time I used to shower at night just before going to bed. As common at that age, my dick seemed to have a mind of it's own, and would spring up at the slightest provocation! Getting undressed was enough for me to have an instant hard-on (my mind would think: undressed. You get undressed to have sex! Sex! - instant hard-on!). I didn't fully understand the mechanics at that age, but stroking my hard-on in the shower did feel kind of good. I knew that was an ejaculation part, as I've read about it, but still didn't really understand it. I'd stroke my cut boy cock with soapy suds and it felt good, but there would be this stinging that seemed to happen from the soap working its way down inside my dick. I couldn't quite get there (i.e. cum) and I'd feel bad as my dick would sting like hell and it felt like peeing razorblades when I'd pee later. I'd felt like I'd damaged something and thought I'd better not do it again. But another time I'd be trying again, and again another time, and again another time. Always in the shower at night. Somewhere along all the attempts I learnt two things: soap makes my dick sting; and if my dick stings, just pee (It'll hurt like hell for a second or so) to get rid of the sting.

I don't recall how many times it took me, but eventually I managed to cum my first load. It was a mixture a pain and pleasure. I was still using soap so it stung but the pleasure of orgasm was something I'd never felt before. It goes without saying, I was off and wanking and enjoying the delights of my body. Showers won't be the same again!

[gerry950]

I remember it well. I lived in a small town went to catholic schoo; I was about 13 and going through a tunnel that led to my home saw a man with his cock sticking out of his britches and jacking it til he exploded what a sight his was huge I went home and that night did it to myself and came all over the fron of my jockey underwear and was afraid what my mom would say on laundry day so kept them under my matress and used them nightly after that god dang it it felt so good after that first time I had to keep doing it. At 30 I still have that first pair of underwear and just waiting for someone to find them

[manfluff]

I remember my first time like it was just yesterday. This is one of the stories that led me to discover my homosexuality.

I think I might have been 11 or 12 years old. I was starting to check out these books from the library about puberty. And whenever I looked at the pictures about other boys, I would feel strange, and of course my cock would get stiff.

So one sunny Saturday afternoon while everyone was downstairs, I was in my room reading a book about boys. There were picture of older teenage boys shirtless, showing their development. I immediately got a stiffy. Then I turned the page and read about masturbation. It intrigued me so I took off my own shorts and started just playing with my penis. I didn't really know what I was doing since the book didn't really explain it all that well. I was just playing - pulling my foreskin back and forth over the head. It felt good, so I kept going.

Then the orgasm started. It was this overwhelming sensation that rushed over me. I had no idea what was going on. It felt so good, and yet it hurt a little at the same time. My eyes involutarily shut tight and I thought I was going to pass out and die. I thought I had broken something inside me. I think even my breathing stopped. I almost fell off the bed too. Then it all stopped and I was just there, speechless, breathless. Never before have I felt anything like that, and I knew I had to feel it again. I tried wanking myself immediately again, but it felt weird, so I stopped for a while. But that was the moment when masturbation became a drug for me.

[donnieboy1]

Some good stories here. I don't remember much but i used to get stiffies regularly - funny I never thought of them as strange. Anyway, I was about 11, and I was home alone. I knew sex involved rubbing your pelvis so that was what i did. Just lay on my stomach and rubbed my hard-on against the carpet and, before I knew it, I felt this hot sensation on my tummy and saw the mess I'd created - cleaned it all up with tissues. I have since discovered that using your wrist is a bit more practical...LOL..but I think it took me a couple of months of floor- & bed-humping 2 work that one out - slow learner, I guess!

[slim]

I was 11, and I had a crush on a girl in one my summer school classes (I think I only had a crush on her because my best friend had a crush on her) I was on my bed thinking about her and pressing up against the bed when I felt this intense feeling I had never felt before and I looked down and saw my first load squirting out. I kinda freaked, cleaned it up, then spilled some orange juice over the spots on the blanket to make pretend I got the sheets dirty in another way and then put them in the hamper. Not that I would be able to hide that stuff from my mom anyways. I had a wet dream every other night it seemed for like 2 or 3 years and my mom always did the laundry. And it seemed like my jizz was concrete when it dried back then. I could never really clean it off my undies or bed sheets enough before it got the laundry.

[paul165]

I remember finding out the pleasure of playing with my cock when I was 5 years old, once I had discovered this I couldnt stop playing with it. Then one day I, when I was around 12, noticed it seemed to be having a different sensation and made a mess all over the sheets and boy did I have a problem trying to clean it up before anybody saw it - I used to share my bedroom with two brothers (both younger) - so I didnt want them to know that I had just "busted" something - it gave me such a fright I thought I had lol........... But then I did it again and the feeling was amazing so I just kept on and on and on..........

[deep in texas]

I remember it like it was yesterday. I had been playing around with my dick for several years and kind of knew what to expect, but got bad advice from the "A Doctor Talks to a 9-12 Year Old" booklet my dad gave me when I was 10. Talked about masturbation, but no how-to guide. Anyway, I was laying in bed one night with a hard on and discovered that stroking it (rather than "gripping" it like the book alluded to) felt pretty good. All of a sudden I had my first ejaculation (other than wet dreams). I kind of knew what to expect but it was FABULOUS. Got my briefs pretty wet. I dashed off to the bathroom to check things out, confirm that it was the real thing, and it was.

Like most guys my age, it was the first of MANY. First really intense ORGASM came later, I think when I was at university and had had a particularly erotic time in the locker room earlier in the day. Lots of cute guys, mostly naked and in their underwear. That night while fantasizing about some of them I had a knock down, stifled scream, your gut muscles all tied in knots, your balls pulled up tight, hardest hard on ever, orgasm and ejaculation. WOW! Been that way ever since. Alas, age has affected ejaculation somewhat, but the orgasms remain intense.

Come (cum?) on, guys, post some more of your stories.

[The Bondsman]

That night while fantasizing about some of them I had a knock down, stifled scream, your gut muscles all tied in knots, your balls pulled up tight, hardest hard on ever, orgasm and ejaculation. WOW!
Hell, with descriptions like that I need one NOW!
I'll have what he's having!
Alas, age has affected ejaculation somewhat, but the orgasms remain intense.
Perhaps I'm odd, but I seem to "shoot" further, or just as far even now.
(As some interesting stains on our bedhead will attest, .....and yes, it STILL burns like hell when you get it in the eye!

[donnieboy1]

Agree with Bondsman - that is one of the most amazing descriptions. I guess the first is so special as it had a novelty/surprise effect!!!!

[deep in texas]

Bondsman,
I thought my description was fairly poetic as well. But as I recall it really was like that. And after several years of jacking off almost every day (those were the days), that first really intense orgasm was a pleasant surprise.

Glad to hear you can still hit the headboard. I remember those days fondly.

Unfortunately with aging of the prostate, ejaculations can be less volume, less intense. But orgasms usually remain pretty good. Even guys who have prostate cancer surgery still have orgasms, even though there is no ejaculation. The most important sex organ is...... the brain!

Have you told your story yet about your first ejaculation/orgasm? C'mon, share.

[looneysamo]

Early 80s. I'm in 4th grade, the boy next door is in 7th grade. We lived out in the country, next to a feed lot for cattle. Behind the feed lot was an abandoned rusted metal box. (Come to think of it, it looked like the cargo boxes from the airlines, but we were hundreds of miles from a big airport.)

In any case, we used to sneak into that secret hiding spot and look at ancient copies of Playboy and Hustler. We would talk about the girls in them and what we would do to them, given our limited knowledge.

One day, Jose asks me if I had ever "masturbation." (Even with my 4th grade grammar education, I knew that wasn't the right way to say it, but whatever.) I said that I didn't know. He tried describing it to me and I was puzzled. Sensing my frustration, he unzips and pulls out this HUGE penis. Granted, I was young then, but even to this day, it would have ranked in my top 5. He spit into his hand and gripped his dick, sliding the foreskin up and over his shiny purple head. I was mesmerized by the action. I watched him work it faster and faster. His purple dick head got shinier and bigger as he went on. After a few minutes, he leaned back and let out a yell. I watched his dick pulse and his balls draw up close to his body. (He didn't have that much body hair, but I remember the few hairs on his balls standing out when his ballsack shrunk up next to his body.) He hadn't begun ejaculating, yet.
The whole time I watched this, I was sporting a raging hardon. He told me to try doing it. I reached into my shorts and tried. He told me to undo my pants and pull down my underwear like he had. Ah, freedom of movement, what a concept! I repeated his motions and soon ended up with a really good feeling.

After that day, whenever we snuck down to the hideout, we would jack off together. This continued for about a year and led to some other minor experimentation.

[Kev]

Hmm...I was in 8th grade, 13 years old. I was at the age where I had an erection ALL the time. One night when I was in the shower, I was all soapy and was doing a "hand over hand" action with my dick, because it felt good. I'd done this many times in the past, but never did it long enough to completely blow a load. I remember it VERY well, the awesome (almost painful) feeling of an orgasm. It felt like the world was going in slow motion for a bit as the feeling built up. I felt my eyes roll back in my head, and thought I was about to pass out, and man the feeling I got was SOOOO good. All of a sudden I felt the urge that you feel when you need to urinate, and that felt like it went on for an hour, even though it was probably 5 to 10 seconds at the most. And then, I came....and came.....and came. I got a good 6 strong squirts cracked off before my dick stopped jumping. When I opened my eyes and looked down, I saw some of the cum still on the end of my dick. I remember thinking "YES!!! I came!!!", and couldn't help by smile. I was so drained of energy that I sat down in the shower to catch my breath. I sat there under the warm water for a good 10 minutes feeling euphoric and breathing heavily. Once I regained a bit of energy, I had some heavy duty cleaning to do on the shower wall.

I remember boys at school talking about the feeling of an orgasm, but thought that I was different because I'd never had one, nor had I been able to achieve one. That night in the shower changed all of that. I remember thinking about it all day at school the next day and could NOT wait to get home to try it again! And I did it when I got home. Again....and again....and again. 7 times from the time I got home until I went to bed that night. My dick was sore for several days after that.

I learned really quickly that moderation is key when jerking off, and that some sort of lubrication helps avoid chaffing! ;)

[Wetstud]

Ah, yes, the first time ever... I grew up in a very conservative, religious household with no sex education at all so I had no preconceived opinions or feelings about masturbation.
I grew up wearing pyjamas to bed (what boy didn't) and shared a room with my younger brother - I was on top bunk. When I was 12, for some reason now lost to me, I decided to keep my white Jockey briefs on when I put my pyjamas (pants and shirt) on before getting into bed. Looking back, I must have had a "thing" for underwear even at that stage of my life. Anyway, after the lights went out, and I lay there for a while, I couldn't help but think how good it felt to have my briefs on. They hugged me all over. They felt warm about my loins (was this winter-time - I can't remember now). I was amazed to find that I had an erection. Can't remember being aware of ever having had that happen before.
To my knowledge, I had never even stroked my cock before, but somehow, that night, my hormones got me going and taught me what to do without any previous experience. I got the waistband of my briefs and rubbed it against my cock. As we all know, that felt great. As I kept on doing it, it felt even better and better.
I took it slowly, not even suspecting at that stage what would inevitably follow. Well, when the wave hit, I was totally unprepared. I had this sensation of passing out and being knocked over all at once. Everything went black as the explosion passed over me. I was totally shocked and wondered what I had done to bring that on. Of course, after a few seconds, I slowly came back to life - and assumed I had pissed myself out of fright, or something or other. I felt a bit guilty too, knowing that something awful had just happened. I just stayed wet and soon went to sleep - but I was obviously a much more contented little fella! Naturally, the experiment was repeated, with increasingly satisfactory results over the ensuing years - but that is beyond the scope of this thread. But I will never forget the first time.

[hangright]

growing up in the 70s,everything was nylon.the sheets,the pjs,the briefs.
i found my dads stash of porn mags and seeing all the women did nothing
but seeing some of the guys did,especially one,it was 14 inches long.went to bed and humped the pillow and came all over the pillow,sheets and pjs.I was 9 years old,and have loved wanking in nylon/lycra ever since.the thought is making me hard now...i must go and attend to it.speak soon,xx.

[The Bondsman]

growing up in the 70s,everything was nylon. (etc. & )I was 9 years old,and have loved wanking in nylon/lycra ever since..
I find this "imprinting" immensely fascinating!
How many of us try, even in some small way to replicate or re-live some aspect of our first sexual experiences to make the current ones more intense?
For me it may indeed be the sights of grown men in their rather larger (by today's standards) traditional white briefs that I found and used to such exciting purpose in the underwear catalogues during my own burgeoning adolescence.
Other early associations seem to drive the sexual fantasies of most blokes here. The sight of some particular style in a pic, ...a smell, a glimpse of something or even a location. Sometimes it's not even particularly sexual, but it manages to indelibly imprint itself along with the sexual feelings, ...to be replayed for the rest of our lives.
I know a friend here who confesses his orgasms are far more intense if he gets to do it in a room with linoleum on the floor! Yes, it dates way back to his adolescence when he had his first sexual experience with another boy during a sleep-over! This recollection still powers his sex life years later!

This probably deserves a thread to itself, but I do enjoy reading and examining those experiences and conditions from our sexual discovery period or even earlier that still manage to control our innermost thoughts today.

Remember, sex is primarily a mental experience.

[hangright]

I find this "imprinting" immensely fascinating!
How many of us try, even in some small way to replicate or re-live some aspect of our first sexual experiences to make the current ones more intense?
For me it may indeed be the sights of grown men in their rather larger (by today's standards) traditional white briefs that I found and used to such exciting purpose in the underwear catalogues during my own burgeoning adolescence.
Other early associations seem to drive the sexual fantasies of most blokes here. The sight of some particular style in a pic, ...a smell, a glimpse of something or even a location. Sometimes it's not even particularly sexual, but it manages to indelibly imprint itself along with the sexual feelings, ...to be replayed for the rest of our lives.
I know a friend here who confesses his orgasms are far more intense if he gets to do it in a room with linoleum on the floor! Yes, it dates way back to his adolescence when he had his first sexual experience with another boy during a sleep-over! This recollection still powers his sex life years later!

This probably deserves a thread to itself, but I do enjoy reading and examining those experiences and conditions from our sexual discovery period or even earlier that still manage to control our innermost thoughts today.

Remember, sex is primarily a mental experience.

the thrill of buying a new pr of lycra briefs is always thrilling for me

[Kev]

Bondsman, I think there is something to that. I usually have much more intense and satisfying orgasms when jerking off in the shower. Plus, I always seem to have more fun with a sexual partner in the shower, too. What can I say? It's one of my favorite things to do with a boyfriend: shower together. It rarely stops at "washing", though. :D

Plus, it's easier clean-up! :p

[deep in texas]

Really great stories here. How about you other guys? Pony up your stories as well! Bondsman? Deusex? Intrigado? Hangright? Sexyasfuck?:)

[The Bondsman]

Bondsman, I think there is something to that. I usually have much more intense and satisfying orgasms when jerking off in the shower. Plus, I always seem to have more fun with a sexual partner in the shower, too.
And my follow-up question to support my theory is "Was wanking in the shower" your preferred method as an adolescent?
Is the location fixated from those early experiences Kev?

[FTL_Lover]

My first experience was with a friend in third grade. He sucked my cock and I sucked his. It kind of freaked me out a little... Neither of us had any orgasm or anything.

A year or two later, two boys were sleeping over at my house. I believe that I was 11 years old. We had scored some dirty magazines from the Catholic School paper drive (I swear, I'm telling the truth). We were in my basement, late at night, looking over the magazines with excitement.

One of the boys said, hey - do you guys jerk off? Both of us said no. He said - Man! It's great, do you want me to show you how? We both said YES! He stripped down to his whitey-tighties. His little boner was sticking out and he pulled them down and proceeded to show us how he did it. He urged us to do the same and we did. We both stripped down to our underwear. I had fruit of the looms on, of course. The first boy "helped" both of us.

I can remember that feeling coming from deep inside and traveling up my little dick. I didn't ejaculate anything, but I sure had an orgasm.

I remember that it was some time before I actually started producing cum.

I haven't stop masturbating since! Maybe I'll write about some of my other experiences if anyone wants to hear them.

[deep in texas]

FTL Lover,
Bring them on. Always exciting to share experiences with each other. See my post above.:D

[Kev]

Sorry about the delay in response. I somehow missed this post during previous visits.

And my follow-up question to support my theory is "Was wanking in the shower" your preferred method as an adolescent?

Yes. Although there were plenty of places that I could wank, that was the one place I preferred and enjoyed the most.

Is the location fixated from those early experiences Kev?

I would assume so. I always had great wanking sessions in the shower from the time I discovered what else my cock was for, until I started having sex with guys. It's been one of those places that I've never had a bad experience with. :cool:

When a guy comes back to my place with me, I immediately start plotting how to get him in the shower with me for a some good, clean "fun". ;)

[BlackWolf]

Mine is an unusual story but exciting. I was 14 when it happened.

It was Spring of 1978. I was home alone from school because it was half day off for quarterly exams. I have gotten hard-ons sice I was 13 and enjoyed the feeling but never acted on them until that day. I was horny for no reason at all, so I got out of my clothes and while fully naked, rubbed my body (particularly my cock and balls) with my pillow. And it felt damn good so I kept doing it! After about 20 minutes, I was on my knees supposedly making violently thrusting fucking motions with the folded pillow. Then it happened! I dropped the pillow and shot a good sized load that flung across my room a good 7 to 8 feet! And all it did was absorb into the shag carpeting. I collaspe from exhaustion and delight.

I repeated that experiment for several weeks on a weekly basis, until I started using my hand. And that was on the advice of a friend from another grade in my school who gave me hands on advice on how to enjoy your cock and balls. This guy was even into fingering his asshole while he beat off. That's another story for another time!

[Moose]

Mine was when I was 10 or 11: I was in gym class and my gym teacher wore tight shorts most everyday, I got a few hard-ons, but I wasn't too sure about what to do, finally, though, I couldn't stand it and asked to go to the restroom and played around a bit until I figured it out...I've had a thing for older men ever since ;)