Thought it would be an interesting topic, as everyone is different thought it would be interesting to see some testimony, as for my self it was at 12 years old, i have a cousin that fell into it at 8, however he is now doing good as he managed to totally quit it and it has been years since he did it, he got married and has a full time job now living life comftarbly, wen i first discovered mo i wasnt hooked up to it at first i would do it because if i didnt i felt i wouldnt me "a real man" like i was told and fit in with my other cousins i felt like i was a girl for not doing it like they where, i would force my self into it, they said doing mo was like being the coolest male outhere witch was a totally incorrect, then i ended up getting hooked up for real just like nicotine kicks in with a smoker after a good time smoking, however i have been improving somewhat, i dont m often on a regular basis as i have, i am quiting by little and i am getting used to a life without m again, i go weeks now without any urge or dessire for m at all, i feel that in any time im quiting for good, and looking forward to it, any comment or testimomy is well apreciated, thanks for reading this post, blessings
7, in the bathtub, with my older brother. (Each of us playing with our things, not touching each other. Yeah, our folks bathed us together.) Erection and first ejaculation, 13.
I had my first orgasm at 12, I remember being in the local grocery store and seeing a magazine saying how to have amazing orgasm and I asked my mom what that was, she said it was a feeling you get while having sex, from there I became curious about orgasms. I did not know how to masturbate so I took a large stuffed animal frog and used that, I remember orgasming and before I came I thought to myself so this is the feeling she mentioned, I felt guilty afterword and got into my bathtub, I told myself never again but then I decided I wanted to feel it again, and so my quest for pleasure began.
Wow. You had a cool Mom. I asked my Dad what fellatio was when I was 13 - I'd read the word - and he replied "You're too young." also asked him, "Dad, when are we going to have our 'little talk'? He stammered and hawed and changed the subject, and I never did get my little talk. My Mom's sex education consisted of leaving books about anatomy lying around where she knew I would find them.
My mom was always pretty open with me about questions I had, my dad was always reserved and could never talk about that stuff. My mom let me listen to bad music and my dad let me play bad games, they both had their things they could and could not talk about I guess.
The same as me. First erection, first masturbation and first ejaculation, 13. Same with me. My father was hopeless and could not say the word "sex" or any of the related words to it. My mum was fantastic, open and relaxed about everything I wanted to know re: sex. She gave me a comprehensive sex education.
i can't remember exactly, it came without me noticing. i just did it. first i was looking for pictures of naked women, next thing i know, i am touching myself to transgendered person/futanari photo montages. maybe started when i was 12. someday i did it so hard in a weird way that something came out of my penis. i might have been 12 or 13 years old... honestly something weird.
Again and again I read, myself included, about people who were abused and grew up fetishizing and being turned on by the very thing someone else ruined them with. I got raped at 14 and sexually assaulted by my own father at 13. Welcome to the jungle. God is great, yup, but people are greater. *kiss to humanity*
These things didn't happen to me, but I am typing this through streams of tears. How can people do these things to kids?
Dont remember the exact age but around 9. my cousin n i would bathe together n touch each other inappropriately. terrible thing to be allowed to do by parents.
When I was was around 12 or 13 Saw a some some kind of Sexual video on YouTube out of nowhere it was on the home page. And damn my life has gone down for the next 4 -5 years till now. And the main problem or addiction started when I got my own smartphone.
I was 12 years old. We have a television channel here in Canada called Showcase, and they always play sexually explicit shows and movies after midnight on weekends. When I got to around 11, I would sneak out of bed and go to the TV lounge in the basement to watch it. Then I discovered masturbation a few months after I turned 12, and it was all downhill from there. Does anyone else remember a distinct feeling of sorrow and disappointment in yourself immediately after the first few times you masturbated? It would be like a sudden depression and thinking to yourself, "Why did I do that?!" I still got that feeling years later, but it seemed so much more intense the first few times I masturbated. It's almost like my own mind was telling me to stop doing that, but I built a partial immunity to the feeling as the months and years went by.
I was 13 years old. I heard from classmates that they have been watching porn for a long time and decided to watch it myself.
No - it was the opposite for me. I thought "Wow. I am a man. I can father children." I also got my first girlfriend the next year. I loved kissing her even though she smoked and her breath tasted terrible. I would just breathe through my mouth but I love kissing her for hours. She took my hand once and started to put it down her pants and I pulled it away. I was pretty innocent. All I wanted to do was make out, didn't try to get her clothes off. Since I had zero sex education and grew up with zero church of any kind - my father was an atheist and my mother an agnostic - I didn't have any idea that sex or masturbation was shameful.
I never masturbated until after my first wet dream at 17. Yes...17. My body was quite late to the game
All of my first orgasms were coregasms (look it up). I was 6 or 7 and we had a tall steel pole in the backyard. Like all boys, I liked to climb things. One day, I was climbing the steel pole and all of a sudden experienced my first orgasm, just from the strain of climbing. I fell off the pole and thought WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT???? The pole and I became close friends the next year or so. We moved when I was 7. I looked for a similar pole but there were none. I wanted that feeling again, so I tried to use my arm as a pole. By trial and error I managed orgasm and that was the beginning of a lifetime of masturbation.