When did you start masturbating?
Question. At what age did you start pleasing yourself and do you remember the first time you did?
I was 15 and super innocent for a guy that age. Didn’t know what I was doing. I actually was itching down there and started scratching. It felt really good to relieve the itch and next thing I knew I shot all over myself. Had to do it again a few minutes later and haven’t stopped since. What about you?
The details have faded with time. I was probably 12 or 13. I did most of my schoolwork in bed. While doing reading assignments, I had learned it was pleasurable to play with my penis and bring it to an erection. I don’t think I experienced any particular build up to an orgasm. It just suddenly happened that I ejaculated with several very short rapid spurts. The pleasure was centered in my cock, and faded rather quickly. I soon learned to develop the stroking art to maximize the orgasmic euphoria with more powerful ejaculations resulting in the pleasure consuming my whole body.
I remember rubbing and playing with myself at an early age. I knew basics of sex by 10 ish. I started masturbating to orgasm by 10 or so. No semen, which was nice. I didn't make semen for at least 2 years later.
Funny thing, I didn't really have a sex drive or get real horny at that age, I just learned that it felt good and did it at bed time nearly every night. It was pleasurable, but I didn't feel horny or that I needed a release.
Wow, I was so young I can't even be sure what age I was! Probably 5 or 6. And I too had no idea what it meant. For my childhood years, I associated it with urinating because I'd feel like I was wetting myself. Only once I got into my late teens and 20s did I start researching and learning about cervical mucus and arousal fluids. My story is detailed in many of my posts.
I don't remember the exact age, but it was probably around 13 or 14. I was taking a bath (we didn't take showers when I was growing up) and I was just lying in the water relaxing and started playing with my penis. Of course, it got hard and I just kind of mindlessly fondled it, enjoying the feeling. Suddenly, without warning I ejaculated. I was very surprised, but remember thinking, "Wow, that sure felt good!" Of course, I wanted to experience that feeling again, so the next time I deliberately stroked myself to ejaculation. After that, there was no looking back.
As a funny aside, I guess I was a dense kid, because I remember asking our guidance counselor during sex ed class in 6th grade before I discovered orgasm, "How do you know when the sperm goes through?", to snickers from some of the other boys in the (boys only) class. I naively did not realize that even though sperm is so small you can't see a single cell, that it is accompanied with semen to carry it. After my first bathtub experience it finally dawned on me. Derp. (The guidance counselor graciously and kindly described it as a "feeling of relaxation." An obvious understatement, but how else can you explain it to a dumb kid?)
Anyway, here I am in a sexless marriage, so masturbation is a regular thing for me. As some of you have read in my previous posts though, and as most of you already know, it doesn't compare to cumming inside your wife's pussy. Not even close. Intercourse is very much an emotional experience for a man. I masturbate to fill my physical need, but it is accompanied with anger and frustration (not guilt), because I know what I am missing with the real thing. Please pray for me and the reconciliation of my marriage.
I remember playing with myself purely for the enjoyment in the bath as early as 6 or 7. I didn't actively "masturbate" until I was 11, and due to not having much information, was concerned I'd broken something when I first ejaculated, But after a day of no pain I was at it again the next night. Several decades later, I'm masturbating more than I did at puberty! What a blessing.
Same here, I know I played with my penis very early, especially in the tub of warm water. My mom had sex books and a few magazines with sex articles. I pretty much knew what sex was by age 10 or so. I still masturbate today too and still enjoy it a lot.
Great comment, ifeelmyself101. Like you, I masturbate more now that I did at puberty as well. it's healthy and am so thankful for it.
From a young age I would lay on my stomach with a hand under my crotch and press down and that felt really good. I actually masturbated this way still when I got older and could ejaculate that way (around age 11). At 12 I started stroking like most boys.
I started when I was about 13. That's when sexual things started to awaken in me, and not all for good at first.
Having had virtually zero sexual teaching or guidance from my parents up to this point, I had no idea what it meant when I suddenly started finding women attractive and having desires to see them in various states of undress.
I had a brief period of discovering and viewing online porn, and around that time my parents finally taught me what sex was and what God's plan for it was.
Thankfully, I remember my first fantasy and masturbation was focused on an imagined marriage, rather than some illicit situation. One specific part of the fantasy I remember that was SO unrealistic was that my imagined wife and I were married for like 5 years before we had sex! I don't know why that was. Maybe I thought sex automatically made a baby, and many couples wait a few years after being married to have a baby?
Whatever the case, I was clearly still quite naive! So naive that I had no idea what was coming next. The book that my parents taught me from had said that sex felt really good, and stroking my erection did feel good! I thought that was it though. I didn't realize there was more, until one day I was in the shower, fantasizing about sex with my future wife and stroking for a longer time than usual, and a weird, strong sensation came over me. I had no idea what was going on, and I vaguely remember being scared and thinking I'd broken myself or hurt myself somehow! But it soon faded and I was fine. I thought it may have even felt good! I don't remember if I ejaculated that first time, because I was in the shower, and it could have been washed away. I probably didn't know to look for it either!
It wasn't the best way I could have started, but it wasn't the worst either! Despite porn being one of my first exposures to sexual experience and ideas, God graciously prevented it from corrupting my view of sex and instead led me to honor it as a beautiful, valuable, intimate and sacred part of his creation. He has blessed me so highly in that way!
I am in my mid 50’s now . It started for me around the age of 12-13. I recall the first time vividly. I had this tingling ache and I was getting instantly hard as I touched myself. Stroking myself felt incredible and I brought myself to orgasm. That first time I did ejaculate but it was minimal as my body was just starting to produce. Soon enough that changed and I was shooting ropes of ejaculate and the morning shower became my norm to start the day.
In those early days I recall having to create a release for myself 1-2 times per day minimum. I didn’t become a Christian until much later in life so will fully admit I engaged in sex for the first time at 15 and had numerous long and short term partners before marriage. I masturbated daily for the release but also to help me last longer and satisfy my partner.
Masturbation is less frequent now at my current age with it occurring maybe 1-2 times per month often between stretches of separation for E and I. I am intentional about saving myself for her and ensuring that I turn to my beautiful wife to meet my physical needs which is her explicit desire. Sex in a Christian marriage is a beautiful thing.
I was about 12. Laying in my bed with my underwear on. My penis got hard and was feeling really good so I touched it. Shot my first load and thought I peed the bed. After that, I couldn't keep my hand off of myself. My twin brother and I went through all of my mom's hand creams and everything else we could get our hands on. Wish my dad would have had the "talk" with us but never did. My drive has always been very high. I remember doing it 12 times in one day when I was 16. Glad I used lube as I would have rubbed myself raw! I still edge nearly every day. Sometimes I will jack off to completion. I like to save the load for my wife.
I like to save myself for my wife too, especially at our age, lol. I do edge pretty often though. So, I take it you and your twin masturbated together and watched each other? I did with a cousin growing up, we are the same age, we started doing it together by 11 ish and did it for several years.
Hi Ron, just seeing your response man. Yeah, my brother and I watched each other as well. We also jacked with 2 other neighborhood friends a few times. No touching or anything. We were all going through adolescence at the same time. I have read it is pretty common during junior high and high school.
I was the oldest of 4 brothers. What I learned later as an adult was that my brothers whom I shared a room with greatly benefitted seeing me masturbate. Since my parents encouraged me to masturbate due to my precocious puberty so I wouldn't do things to girls I shouldn't, my brothers also learned that masturbating was good and beneficial. Same for my friends and college roommates. They all said that because I was so good about my own masturbation, it relieved them of false guilt.
I never once felt guilty. I used porn one time when I was 14. It was a b/w picture of an Asian woman, not my type. After I ejaculated, I realized that it was not even close to being as fun as just enjoying the pleasure of it. Never used porn again.
Trev, it appears you are the oldest of your brothers. They saw a healthy acceptance and enjoyment of your sexuality without porn or other destructive influences. Did you show them how to masturbate? Did you ever masturbate together as they got older? As you can see from my comments, my brother and I did.
They saw me jacking [sometimes]. There was this one time when I was 11, after we were playing naked with the hose in the backyard, [and we talked about it. One of my brothers asked what the clear stuff (pre-cum) was, although] I doubt I knew the name of it. I just said it comes out only when I'm jacking and before I ejaculate. [When we talked about ejaculation,] he kept saying he couldn't wait for it to happen to him.
Like you, we never touched each other except for 'sword' fights when we were real young. Since we were taught young that our penis was for us and our wife to enjoy, there was a strong sense of territory. I told two girlfriends in high school who wanted to get into my jeans that my dick was for me and my wife, not you! I still have that strong sense of territory. All our sons have it, too.
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My first ejaculation was odd. I was around 11 or 12. I was used to feeling & exploring myself, but had not discovered masturbating, yet. I knew what porn was, but had no idea how it connected to jacking off. I was playing with myself (pre porn use) because it felt good, before I was able to get hard, before puberty hit. I believe the sensations were there, but nothing more than that.
I had found a porn digest, of my brothers. I was all alone in the house & was playing with myself. I had a shirt on, nothing else. I was used to looking at lingerie catalogs, Sports Illustrated, & the very rare pornographic picture. But, this digest was more than porn. It was tame, but it was my introduction into, again very tame, fetish porn. It was, also, my introduction into the intimacy that porn can be.
This was definitely forbidden fruit. I soaked it in, enthusiastically. After a while I heard a muted thud sound. Then it repeated. Then it became a splat sound. I looked around, then looked down, once I noticed it sounded like dripping. My penis was dripping cum, though at the time, I had no idea what it was. I was not hard. Just soft, at full length. No orgasm. No jacking off. Just reading porn, for a half hour, or less. I was playing with myself previous to getting the book. But, stopped to read.
Having no kind of sex education, I had no idea what was happening. I was scared something was wrong. I never told, nor asked anyone. Scared I was doing something bad, especially, looking at porn.
From that point, I just kept playing with myself, daily, weekly, til I started getting hard & things shot off from there!
Jesus saves.
I had two distinct memories of around the time it started. I must have been 10-13 ish. The first was I had my hand in between my legs lying on my side and noticed it felt good to put pressure on that area so I kept doing it and squeezing my thighs together at night. One time I actually went over the edge doing that and started doing that as a way of masturbating. I still use this very odd way of masturbating from time to time. It’s hard to describe exactly how I do it besides keeping pressure on my genitals with my hand and rhythmically squeezing my thighs. Oddly this worked so well I continued to do it for years. It’s not until later I learned how to stimulate myself more directly and that took its place as my primary method of pleasuring myself.
The second was in the bath and I had a washcloth and noticed it felt good when it was dragged over my clit so I kept doing that but not to orgasm. I just noticed it felt good. Both of these were instances where I didn’t know what I was doing just that it felt good so I kept doing it!
I was about 12. A friend of mine from school, Chris, and I had a sleepover. I had never really thought about playing with my penis. Chris and I were talking about our classmates, particularly some of the cute girls, when out of the blue Chris asked “do you jack off?” I had absolutely no idea what that was!
So he told me about it, how to do it, and how it felt really good. So what the heck, I was game.
Funny part of this is that we used Charmin bathroom tissue, which had a certain scent. For years after this incident, I thought semen smelled like Charmin!!!
Anyways, we’re in our respective sleeping bags tugging at our little 12 year old wieners, and nothing much is happening. Then all of the sudden, there’s all this sticky liquid stuff all over my belly. I told Chris about it, he said “Yeah, that’s it!”
I was really disappointed.
Fortunately, I didn’t give up there. From that point forward, I’d masturbate pretty much every night when I went to bed, and sometimes when I woke up with morning wood.
Ah to be that age when I could masturbate twice a day and fully shoot an explosive load that would hit me in the face.
Mutual masturbation has become part of my wife’s and my sex routine as well. I love watching her, she loves watching me.
So glad God created us with hands in such a convenient location!!!
Amen!
10 or 12 years old…..
Wet dreams are my first memory of an orgasm. I was about 11 years old and at first I didn’t know why my pjs were wet and sticky in the morning. After a few months it had happened quite a few times. I remember waking up one morning as I was ejaculating with my hand pressed against my hard cock. Whether it was that day or soon thereafter, I got a boner during the day and pressed my hand against it and surprisingly felt that amazing ecstasy rush and flow over me as I experienced spasms of wet cum in my underwear.
That’s all it took for me to begin a lifetime of masturbation! Thankfully my mother kindly told me to be sure to put my pjs in the hamper if I woke up with semen in them. She explained that it was very natural for boys to have wet dreams. I never experienced a moment of distress or guilt about masturbating then or now.
I do remember the first major awakening – someone had left a naughty mag featuring xxx acts in the babysitters front yard, which I found maybe at 8 or 9. Though I knew a little about sex, what people were doing in these pictures seemed bizarre, unreal. But the floodgates were open, my balls “felt big” and there was no turning back. Unfortunately this discovery would plant the seed of bad habits later on especially with the advent of internet but that’s another story. So going on into age 9 or 10. I would often be playing with toys, drawing or reading while laying on the floor in my room after school. And would just find myself instinctively grinding my pelvis into the carpet (jeans on) wondering why it felt good, backing off then doing it more. Until one day I had a prepubescent form of climax – no ejaculation, just sort of orgasmic convulsing which left me relieved but also feeling guilty. But sooner or later I was grinding against just about anything- couches, beds, whatever. I even secretly made drawings of naked ladies with “boobies and everything” to help fuel the “grind”. Later on it would be soft stuffed animals, whatever I could get my hands on. eventually learning to master the art with my hands, edging, etc. Lots of guilt in the teen years from the act, but not realizing the p*rn habits or unhealthy thoughts were the real source of that, masturbation was just always associated. Thankfully I’ve “come to grips” with regular release as a fact of life and not something to be guilty over in itself. Married life isn’t always easy but my sweet spicy wife always tries to make sure “I’m taken care of” and she likes seeing me perform for her as a warmup. And in the off times grateful for this site and all of you who contribute to help stoke the fires in a biblically acceptable way.
Excellent comment!
I was 10. I don’t recall how it started, but perhaps I was playing with my penis when it got hard, and it felt really good. I still love to masturbate, and my late wife and I loved mutual masturbation.
I was 14 when it happened. I had known about jacking off but back then (late 80s) it was scoffed at. But that's not how it happened.
We were riding through the forest trails in my uncle's jeep. There were 6 of us packed in for the bumpy ride. My female cousin, who was attractive and the same age as me, was sitting on my lap. As we traversed the rough trails her ass bouncing on my penis made it erect. She became aware of my situation and gave me a worried look. I pretended as if there was nothing happening and just started talking about going fishing later. As the ride went on I became increasingly aroused. As we went down a hill my uncle put in the clutch and gained speed on the rough terrain. This put me over the edge and wave after wave of semen poured from my penis filling my underwear under my cousin's ass. I half yelled and half moaned amidst the hollering of everyone else as we rolled quickly down the hill. My cousin gave me a look of knowing as we reached the bottom. Later in the day she asked what happened and I told her. That began a great relationship between us
Hello Cravingclergyman! Thank-you for posing this question here within this great MH community where so many have already weighed in! …
The guy responding here!…
Age 11-6th grade…like a valve on a pressure tank-grateful that our Creator provided this built-in release mechanism-we call “masturbation”! By age 14 I believe I had “mastered” various methods, not knowing then that this preparation of knowing my body would greatly prepare the giving of myself 6 years later (& beyond) with my “wife-4-life”! The formative years certainly help me with “controlled timing” which now provides the foundation of my ultimate goal of pleasing her first to ecstasy in this beautiful thing of marriage that God has established!!
It is true that a man's masturbation is the foundation of his male sexuality that supports his marriage's sexual union. A few months ago, our youngest son (18) said a man's sexual foundation supports the sexual house of his marriage. The house's superstructure is the studs, roof, walls, floors, electrical circuits, plumbing from the husband's male sexuality. But it is the paint, carpet, pictures, and other decorations from the wife's female sexuality that makes the house a home. I was amazed at his understanding of marriage that had to be from God. He will be married within a few months. His wife will certainly be amazed at how solid her new husband's sexuality is for her. And from him, her female sexuality will blossom. Really looking forward to watching their marriage grow.
One thing we hear much to often – is not being told about sex until really too late.
Nor masturbation, then the confusion when discovered.
https://marriageheat.com/2014/09/26/teaching-kids-sex/
Not so for me, my parents prepared me.
Already at 10 I knew what masturbation was, at least in theory – it was the one of the pleasures God gave us in our bodies. Also that there were restrictions in the time and place of enjoying our bodies as it involved body parts that we normally keep private – body safety.
Mum had also made it clear that when I felt ready, it would be special for her to teach me.
When I was 12, I asked her, she was thrilled, and she did, so with mum I masturbated myself to my first orgasm.
I know you will be curious how. Although she did teach about changes of the body, when it came to the actual masturbation, we were clothed as we don't believe in sexually exposing oneself to others except spouse. So we had our hands under our skirts, Another advantage of being clothed is that my knickers got wet and that was another lesson mum wanted to teach – that it is normal to get wet.
Mum was great, (dad to), I thank God for them being wonderful parents.
If you have not read my story of sexual purity, much of it is in there.
https://marriageheat.com/2024/06/02/masturbation-as-sexual-purity/
That is absolutely beautiful!
I don’t remember. Probably at around 12 years old and always felt guilty about it. I still feel guilty about it when I do it at the age of 46. I am always so torn with is it ok or not. Everyone has a take…
For me it was the summer between 8th grade and high school. i was 12years old. I remember it well even to this day at 63. I had an erection in bed one evening and discovered it felt real good to rub my dick against the top sheet. sliding my dick back and forth with the frenulem rubbing the sheet . The sensation kept building and building until there was this beautiful feeling that rushed throughout my naked body that spread from my toes to my head that came over me like nothing that I had ever had before.. at the same time creamy white goo spurted out of my cock all over my belly. That began my daily bed time habit. My younger brother on the lower bunk used to complain about me shaking the bed but I’m sure he was too young to know what I was doing. So this became my secret and I certainly wasn’t going to tell anybody of such an embarrassing thing. I soon was obsessed with finding things to rub it against to get that feeling again morning noon or night. I even rubbed so much on some fabric once that my cock bled. Soon I discovered stroking with my hand would bring about a pleasant and efficient orgasm. I probably jerked off every morning before every day of high school.
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7th grade, give or take, a friend in school gave me a bunch of nudie magazines he found in his attic. It wasn’t porn, but was pics of nudists at camps and beaches & things. I remember looking at all the different sizes and shapes of so many tits and nipples, it made me hard as a rock! I kept paging through the magazines, after I took off my clothes, and straddled a big bolster pillow on the bed. Didn’t take long, and I blew my load all over the place. It felt so good, even my toes tingled!
I don't remember how old I was exactly, but I remember what happened. I was in my room getting ready for bed and was just playing with my penis and I got so hard. I was buck naked and just started rubbing my cock while I was on my knees. I even remember the feeling of my balls swinging. Then — without realizing this is what would happen — I started shaking and shot a big load of jizz all over the floor (on carpet!). I initially thought something was wrong with me! 😆 But it felt so good, I have continued stroking in the years since.
Thanks for asking! I was 9. I saw Dollie Parton on a commercial. Later, I went to bed, laid on my stomach, started rubbing my penis against the mattress, thinking of Dollie. All of a sudden, I felt good for about a second. Kept trying but wouldn't come back. I would try daily until it came back. By the time I was 12, I felt good all the time.
I began the fine art of masturbating in 5th grade, a point in time when my breasts were very large and sensitive. I found that I was able to climax by just tweaking and sucking on my nipples, and eventually turned to pussy/clit fingering with one hand while twisting (very hard) my nips to achieve multiple orgasms as long as I continued clit massaging.
Nowadays I often add anal to the mix (or, Jim does) and that brings me to unbelievably powerful O's. And when Jim pulls out and gives me a warm facial as he unloads, it's an awesome feeling of sensuality!
Same here girl, I was an early bloomer and my nipples very sensitive.
It vexes me that I don't remember the exact year but I must have been in the 5th or 6th grade.My slightly younger cousin told about his older brother rubbing his penis and getting what he called the "bad tickle" and squirting stuff all over.I dont know how often I tried but when It finally happened I felt a tightening in my groin and I knew this must be it.I was sitting on the edge of my bed and had an overwhelming urge to hump something which was a small bench by the dresser.I only had a couple drops of semen but I just laid back on the bed in a glow enjoying what had just happened and the joy that I would be able to repeat this in the future!
I was probably 12 or 13 and started getting regular erections. I figured out that it felt good to have pressure on it or to rub it against things like humping my bed. One night while doing this I felt a strange tingling and, not sure what was going on, I ran to the bathroom to find a little bit of sticky substance right at the tip (it was precum, but I had no idea then).
Then one day I got home from school before my parents got home from work and decided to mess around a little bit. I was laying face down on the couch humping and grinding against the cushions when I decided to try something a little different. I pulled out my dick and stuck it between the couch cushions then started humping again. Wow, it felt good! I started going faster, then faster, then suddenly I felt a strange but really good feeling. I was surprised and pulled out to find I had squirted cum between the couch cushions. It was exciting but also frightening. I didn't want to get caught so I quickly cleaned it up as fast as I could. But I couldn't stop thinking about that feeling…
That night in the shower I tried using my hand with great success. I have been masturbating ever since. Sometimes it's been bad (when I was dealing with porn addiction) and sometimes it's been good (managing passions while single or when the wife and I are apart).
Your couch experience brought back a vivid memory.My brother and I were home alone and I happened to see him from a distance face down pants down on the couch.I remember thinking.what the heck is he doing.I just walked back out of the house.I think I knew a little about sex but not old enough to try anything.
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I heard about masturbation around age 8. I think then.
I started when I was a child ( don't remember how young), and at first it was nothing more than a sleep aid. This was before puberty, so I had no worries about semen or anything like that – it was just something that felt good and helped me sleep afterwards.
Then when I was about 13, my hormones hit…and holy hell, did everything change. I was stealing the lingerie ads whenever my folks bought a newspaper, looking forward to the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issues, watching erotic movies on late-night cable – anything and everything to satisfy my rabid desires. At the same time I felt rotten, because I still loved God and I didn't want to objectify or use anyone…but my thoughts and feelings were completely out of control. I never asked out most girls, because I was terrified I wouldn't be able or willing to control myself. On a single date, I made one attempt to kiss a girl I liked, but she took it the wrong way and never spoke to me again.
When I was 20, I gave my virginity to a married woman. Her husband was in jail at the time, but I still knew it was wrong – I just didn't care because I had fallen for her before she married him, and was too scared to fess up. In my desperation, I had hoped that God would simply look the other way, but I learned very quickly that even with good intentions, sin still has its consequences. She left me one time, then came back where I tried my best to trust her again, but that self-destructed too (mainly due to my own fears). And then three years later, we tried again…but that last attempt also went straight to hell. Its been 18 years since, and I've never been with anyone else. I've struggled with watching porn at different times, searching for anything besides memories of her that would quench the lust I often feel. But I know that goes against God too, and I don't want my mind or heart to become so dead inside that I can't ever please a Godly wife properly. Its a daily battle, but I just keep praying for help, not knowing how else to control anything.
Raising kids it’s interesting how early they explore their sexuality. I would not call it full masturbation at that age. Myself I started late but did not find out until my husband told me he started at 12. Tried to have the talk with my son and he already had started. So don’t think you can wait to tell them until they are 15 or older.
A wonderful discussion!
I think I masturbated the first time in the 5th grade. I remember how good it felt but it took a while before I actually had an orgasm. Of course that was an incredible new sensation. After some practice and a little more self discovery, I found out that I could have more than one! Now I orgasm quickly, sometimes too quickly, but I have three or more orgasms most times.
Jeanie here. I was in the 5th grade. My female cousin told me about it. I had puffy nipples that I liked to rub then pinch. I was getting pussy hair. I would rub my clit. Wasn't too much later that I felt an itch to put something in my punch. I used a carrot lol.
Hi Jeanie! You started getting pussy hair in Gr. 5 already? That seems young to me.
Creamy, you already had big tits as a fifth grader? That, too, seems so early.
Mine was different than most. At 7, I was diagnosed with precocious puberty (testosterone of a 17-year-old that kept climbing into my late 40s). Because of my drive for girls back then, my doctor and my parents were serious I masturbate often. But I didn't ejaculate until a year or so later. When that started, I had lots of wet dreams. Interesting is that though I was ejaculating, it wasn't until I was 11 that I finally 'owned' my masturbation. I still remember it when it happened. It was a lot of fun. Before that, I was just a kid that had a medical condition. Suddenly, I felt like a man.
You might be surprised to learn that men who sexually matured early almost never have sex until they get married. A study in the 90s showed that we are intensely faithful to our wife, and we are intensely territorial to protect, provide for, and lead our family.
Masturbation was what protected me from doing things to girls that would have harmed them. Masturbation is still important to me even in our 5th decade of marriage. For more than a decade, my wife is not nearly needing sex like she used to. She is so glad I masturbate a couple of times a week to give her a 'break' as she calls it. I really enjoy it particularly because I'm all over her for full on sex the next time. She loves that when I masturbate, I desire, want, and will devour her.
My masturbation has been very important in my life. It prepared me for marriage, and it has made our marital sex so incredibly intense and amazingly satisfying for both of us. And because a man's masturbation is that important, I taught our 6 sons the same. The 5 that are married have great marriages and are very sexually satisfied. Our youngest at 18, will be married in a few months. He is all about having a great time with his penis preparing him to take his wife for himself, to be one with her for life. Like our other daughters-in-law, I doubt she knows how intensely her husband will love her in every way, all because he masturbated by faith thousands of times that God had the most perfect wife for him in his future.
It's horrible that so many American churches teach that male masturbation is bad and even a sin. Many will answer to God for having destroyed so many young men's lives by that teaching that is directly from Satan.
Trev, you are spot on, brother. Masturbation is a gift from God. Our intense male sexuality is intended to be received with thanksgiving and joy to give our Creator glory. We must master it and not allow it to master us. Like all blessings, it can be abused if we are not careful. Your sons were raised with a healthy attitude about their bodies and needs. I had only daughters but would have raised sons the same way you did. Jacking and edging kept me pure for my own marriage bed. My wife and I were both virgins. It has also helped me stay faithful to my wife and to God when we have times of sexual famine (as all marriages do now and then).
TexasMan76, it's interesting that you and your wife were virgins when you married. Same here. Somewhere I read an academic article that found men who did not have sex before marriage have a lot of sex when married. Also, those like us masturbated a lot before marriage and still do when married, and very happily satisfied with full-on sex with our wife.
I remember as a kid that we all (brothers and friends) knew that when a man reached his fifties, he started masturbating a lot more. One of my friends had older parents. He tried to explain that it was because his mom was in her change of life, or something like that. I asked my mom and still didn't get it. Then when we married, I realized that it would happen to me when my wife would go through perimenopause. And boy did it ever happen. A little rough at first, but I kept praying asking God for help. His answer was, "Enjoy the pleasure of it." That's all I needed to hear. Instead of losing my mind wondering when my wife's vagina was going to be able to handle my penis again, I started really getting into masturbating. Very much helped that my wife and I talked a lot about my masturbation. Sometimes she was able to at least put her hand on my chest. Funny after all these years, if I'm masturbating with my wife next to me, her hand on my chest does wonders! Definite male orgasmic imprinting.
Actually, I'm getting ready to jack in a few minutes. My wife prayed that it would be good (her authority over my male body from 1 Corinthians 7:4). It's one of those times when you know you just need to masturbate. Another study showed that to be true for us men even when we're married. Has something to do with our semen has a different composition when we masturbate than when we have sexual intercourse. Masturbating flushes out viruses, bacteria, and other substances that are caustic to the lining of our internal sexual organs. Masturbating also is important for us married men to reconnect to our maleness, reminding us that we are men (Dr. Joseph Nicolosi said that in one of his books). Our youngest son's best friend, who is a very strong Christian, really enjoys masturbating and calls it 'primal.'
One thing for certain is that when I masturbate, I'm all over my wife for sex the next time. She really enjoys that I desire her like that, particularly since we are old now.
I hadn't started developing already by age 12, by age 15 I was a c cup. I loved looking at myself in the mirror from the time my breast religious little buds. I would run my fingers over my nipples and I loved the way it felt.
For the most part I was raised by my mother. My father was on the road a lot for his job and he died when I was in my early teens so from that point on it was just me and Mom. She was a very fastidious Church going woman and I would go with her. So, consequently they were things that I had heard and believed that were wrong and one of those things was masturbation.
I didn't know exactly what it meant actually at that age. But I did know that when I rubbed my nipples it made me feel good. I never told my mother about it as she would often son the sexual subject.
But as of my breast began to grow. In size I began to play with my breasts more often and noticed a feeling in my lower stomach that would spread through my vagina warming my whole center body. It eventually developed into a tingling as well. I knew it all started from my playing with my breath so that's what I kept doing and that's how I had my first orgasm was solely from breast play. By the time I was 15 I was a c cup.
Of course I got a lot of attention from both boys and girls. In the shower during gym I would often have girls coming up to me and talking about the size of my breasts.
I enjoyed the attention I got. And that became part of my masturbation. We were coming out of the sexual revolution of the '60s and there were a lot of magazine articles with women going braless and such so as soon as I would leave home I would find a place to take my bra off so my mom wouldn't know and spend the day walking around free.
By that point I had already developed an attraction to girls as well as boys. And my masturbation fantasies would include both. I can't remember exactly when I think it was back when I was about 14 or so that I was at a sleepover with a friend.
I remember taking a shower together with her. It was nothing new we had seen each other at school in the gym showers but I think because it was in a bathtub. We were standing with the shower obviously taking turns sliding by one another to get under the water. But I think it was the closeness that really began to get my arousal started. I wanted so badly to touch myself. After our showers that evening we both were dressed just in t-shirts and panties. I don't think my nipples went soft the whole night. I couldn't calm myself down from the shower.
Although I had never vaginally masturbated at that point all of my orgasms came solely from my nipples being played with.
The subject of masturbation came up and she freely admitted that she did so "almost every day now" at that point.
It was really hot and they only had two room air conditioners her room was not one of them. And we ended up stripping out of our tops.
As we were talking in her room she also admitted masturbating with a few other girls that we both knew from our school. I was really curious about it now.
And I told her I had never done that. [We talked a out it and she actually masturbated tight there. I played with my breasts as I tried to learn what she was doing.]
I felt so wrong, I started to get nervous and stopped. I kind of looked away and tried to look at other things but even though I was looking the other way I knew she was close to orgasm cuz I could see her in my periphery and I was caught in between wanting to look and wanting not to look.
She did orgasm. And after we had turned the lights off and go on to bed and we were both sleeping in the same bed she masturbated again right next to me. […] After she had an orgasm she rolled over and fell asleep.
Nothing happened on my part but the first chance I got when I was alone at home I started to rub my breasts to bring that feeling about and it began to mimic what I saw her doing.
I remember when I began feeling wet I thought it was getting my period and I had to check but there was nothing and I knew it felt good. It was something I never felt when I was menstruate. As I was checking myself stroking my fingers in between my labia and over my clitoris I really started breathe heavy in my heart sped up. That warm tingling feeling came back , but it was very intense and I could feel what I was doing in my vagina in my nipples as well. Of course there I ended up with one hand in my breasts playing with my nipples and the other one in between my legs. I was standing up in the bathroom when I was doing it, and ended up sitting on the edge of the tub. One might orgasm came it overtook me so powerfully I almost fell back in the tub I remember my butt slipping off the edge and I caught myself and it kept pulsating. Quite different from what I was getting just from my breast orgasms alone. They were more internal than but now my vagina was resonating.
I loved the feeling but at the same time was dealing with guilt.
I would try to resist and finally give in time after time and I would pray and ask for forgiveness and deliverance.
As often happens, that which is normal and natural is made into sinful behavior and the feel and allure that it gives us become stronger than the guilt. I found out with masturbate quite often and had been dating a few boys where we had begun touching one another. Of course they were young and they didn't know what they were doing all they knew was that they were horny and they really, one more concentrated on me playing with your penis then doing anything for my pleasure. All they wanted to do was grope and be able to see me.
It wasn't until I started dating my husband who was very experienced at that point and I fell in love with him that I began to just let go.
…Well I guess I got into more of a story then what age I started masturbating huh?
Needless to say that in my 60s now masturbation is almost every day. It has been for years and it's one of my guilty pleasures.
Lady L., 💋💦💦💦💦
[Edited by MH: Thanks for your story of self-discovery! We made a couple slight edits, because the kind of sexual "demonstrations" you describe can be dicey territory, morally and legally, when minors are involved. The matter-of-fact historical descriptions are fine and informative, but the more sexualized descriptions can be tricky. We hope the edited parts still convey what you intended, and we hope you understand!]
I posted this some time ago on another site.
I was actually a pre-teen. I was in 5th grade and the son R of my mom’s bf was in 4th. He had a cousin A in highschool who was well known to both of our families. R had a bad habit of lying about everything, even if the lie was worse on him than the truth. One day he tells me that A let him watch while he rubbed his dick and “yellow foam” came out. I asked him to describe it in detail which he did. It made no sense to me (as a 5th grader) but that night I decided to try it. I rubbed and got hard, and this feeling started like I had to pee. I had just peed so I knew that was not the issue. It built up and up and finally released. No pee, no yellow foam.
“Aha! I found an exercise to help me hold back urinating!”
So I started “exercising” regularly and found that the longer I held out before releasing, the stronger the urge was to pee and when it finally released, it felt great. The stronger the urge before release, the better it felt. It was a couple of years before I started ejaculating and again still thought it was some urinary thing; “peeing white” is what I called it. It was not until 8th grade health class that I realized it was a sex act and I was releasing sperm. Masturbating. By then I was hooked, of course. 🙂