My Sexual Beginnings: Bob

Sun, 05/11/2003 - 23:00
Submitted by Anonymous

Dear Betty,

I have recently rediscovered a masturbation technique I was fond of as a teenager. I have never read or heard of another man doing this, so I felt compelled to share it with you and visitors to your site.

When I was around 12 I discovered that if I lay down in the tub with the shower head aimed at my penis, it felt VERY good. As a few weeks went by, and I learned where to aim the water, the feeling became much more intense. By aiming the stream of water just below the head, I found wonderful stimulation. I did this for longer periods each time until one night my body tensed up, and this white liquid Id never seen before came out! It scared me a little until I caught my breath and realized what just happened! What a feeling!! Overnight, I became the 12 year old boy who took 4 showers a DAY!

I'm an old married guy now, and I have a good sexual relationship with my wife, but I still enjoy going it alone now and then. I recently tried this technique again for the first time in many years. The sensations are INCREDIBLE!

I very much appreciate you for making me feel good about masturbation. I wish more people could be honest about it. Its a wonderful thing that I spent many years feeling shame about, but still did it. You are a blessing!

Bob, F

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Hurt Yourself

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Sun, 11/01/2015 - 11:30
BriefecaseBob

Yes I remember my first orgasm, it was about the same age, twelve, and I was idly rubbing myself to get an erection - I did not know what good they were for but I knew that I liked them.  Well, without much warming I felt this "glow" in between my legs that started to race up my back and suddenly my first semen spouted out of my penis and it was accompanied by a most wonderful feeling.  I looked on the bed and saw this white stuff and quickly cleaned the stuff, which smelled like bleach up.  And I thought I hurt myself with my constant playing with my penis.  I was too ashamed to tell my folks but I told my best friend that I probably was going to die and I explained to him what I did.  He laughed until he cried.  He dragged me into his garage and dropping his pants demonstated masturbation and he too splotted white stuff on the floor.  I stood there mouth agape and I felt so relieved.  Needless to say my mother had to contend with spots on my white briefs that seemed to appear out of nowhere.  After a couple of weeks of this, she showed me how to do my own laundry.