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My first wank

obeliskbeach:

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Do you remember your first wank? Do you remember the first time you played with yourself to climax?

Its interesting how a dude discovers the joy of jerking off. Chances are you discovered it while reading (or watching) that first porno that you probably stole from your dad’s (not so) secret…

It was interesting reading Obelisk Beach's recount of his first time, and I thought it might be interesting if others also recounted how it happened…

As for myself, I discovered masturbation when I was eleven.

My parents had sent me to summer camp. In my group, a friend had a manga magazine (at least we would call it like that today) for adults. The content was not overtly pornographic in nature, but sex was certainly one of the main theme in the mag. I remember feeling a pressure in my lower belly when I looked (and looked, and looked over and over again) at the drawings. I distinctly remember the pang in my lower abdomen when I saw one of the heroes : he had such a magnificent cock, such an impressive hard-on !

At that moment, however, I did not know how to react. My friend was much more knowledgable than me and he kept talking about masturbation and orgasms. All the other giggled, so I did too…Feeling confusedly that it had to do with sex and because I was aroused and didn’t know what to do about it. My friend acted as if everyone knew what he was talking about so he never explained anything… Since I felt I should have known, I never asked… Pride, you know !

Towards the end of the camp, he made a back and forth gesture with his hand in front of his crotch while talking about masturbation. At this point, I still didn’t know what it meant, but I was intently listening to everything he said about sex. He didn’t know it, but he had become my mentor and everything he said, I payed attention to.

My dick was aching : it seemed it had been erect non stop in that last week. And I was still too innocent to know what to do about it. When I look back, I feel ashamed of my naivety. Yet, this was the best camp I ever went to. To this day, I thank my parents for having opened my mind to the great world of sexual pleasures, even though it was obviously unintentional !

The day I returned home, I was still stuck with my ever recurring hard-on. I was thinking about the mags, the sex the men were having with the women and my knowledgeable friend now far away. I was thinking I had been stupid for not requesting guidance on the matter.

Bedtime came, so to bed I went, being a good boy. My dick was painfully hard, and I decided to press it against the mattress to try to relieve the pain. That felt good. Real good. I still hadn’t had any true sexual experience yet, but the incredible feeling I was experiencing proved to be an eye-opening event. I was starting to finally understand my mentor-friend’s fixation for his dick ! I kept pressing my hard dick against the mattress (I still hadn’t understood it would be better if I moved) and I felt the first manifestation of relief in days ! I fell asleep that night pushing my dick against the mattress like a crazy fool. I still had my hard-on, but for the first time in may days, I felt something like a hazy pleasure instead of the uncomfortable pressure of a dick about to explode.

When I think about it, I wonder if my parents understood what was going on. For the next week, every time I could, I went to my room to push my dick against the mattress. For a guy who never wanted to go in his bedroom before, that must have been weird from my parents point of view ! Of course, I didn’t tell them why : my mentor-friend had made it clear that we should not mention masturbation to our parents, with his story of being punished as an example of what could happen if we ever did.

A few weeks later, I was in my bed for the night again, still having a raging hard-on and still fantasizing about the men of the manga magazine. I was pushing my dick against the mattress once more. (I’m surprised, thinking about it, that I hadn’t perforated the mattress at this point !) Maybe I was too low in the bed, maybe my legs were not comfortable. I don’t know. What I know is that I suddenly decided to crawl towards my pillow, still pressing my dick against the mattress. My dick slipped on the sheets, of course, and an intense feeling ran through my dick and up my spine. I was transfixed for a while. Now this was even better ! That night, I practiced and discovered what’s called humping.

The next days, I humped all around the house, every time I was alone with a cushion or a pillow… I still hadn’t had an orgasm yet, but I was having a heck of a good time ! And humping was way more satisfying than my previous mattress-pressing !

But humping has its limits. I guess that’s especially true if you’re uncut like me. So after a few days or weeks, I cannot say, I had to give up because my dick was sore and raw. It was obvious too that I had to do something about it : I went in the bathroom, looking for something to soothe the pain. Looking around, I finally settled on a bottle of hand lotion. This appeared to be a good idea considering the state of my dick’s skin ! Not waiting any longer, because I was really sore, I started creaming my dick. As I applied and rubbed the hand cream on my dick, the pain quickly subsided and I experienced pleasure once again. Good pleasure. Even more pleasure than any day before : forget humping, hand cream was apparently the way to go !

As I kept rubbing the hand cream in my dicks skin, I suddenly realized that my hand was moving somewhat like my mentor-friend’s had moved his hand in front of his crotch at the end of the summer camp. I decided to move my hand exactly like he had done. Wow ! I couldn’t believe the feeling ! This was really enjoyable ! The experience was really intense ! “Good” didn’t start describing the delight my hand was generating as it slid up and down my (then minuscule) shaft. Every time my hand sled to-and-fro, the pleasure kept getting more and more intense… until the most wonderful feeling ever rushed through my body, leaving me shaken and happy. Happy for no reason. Happy because I felt strong. Happy because I felt manly. Happy because I felt satisfied at last. A little later, as I recovered, I also felt happy and proud because I had finally understood my mentor-friend hints and remarks on masturbation and orgasm. Better late than ever, I guess.

I was eleven, and this orgasm had been dry. Mind you, my dick was still child-like at the time. Until then I had been quite naive about sex, but this latest experience morphed me into a sex-obsessed teenager. They say practice make perfect, and boy did I practice ! The beauty of dry orgasms is that the cock remains rigid after it : I didn’t know it then, but I sure used this fact to my advantage. I always felt the urge to make myself cum. At noon, after school… At night, I complied to my parents orders to go to bed early because that gave me the few hours of privacy I needed to play with my dick again.

I was 13 when I first ejaculated, I remember the pride I felt when the first drop of cum appeared at the tip of my cock as I came, one night : I bragged about it to my friends the day after. At that age, I had become quite a pro already, and jerking off was deeply ingrained in my way of life.

Of course, I never saw my mentor-friend from the summer camp again. He doesn’t know how much he taught me. I don’t know what he became. I don’t even know if he was straight or gay. All I know is that I was lucky enough to meet this knowledgeable boaster at eleven years of age. Without him, I guess I would only have discovered all this a few (f not many) years later considering how unenlightened I was at the time. And that would have been a terrible waste of potential orgasms !

For all this, I want to say publicly : thanks man. Wherever you are, you’ll always remain a great buddy of mine.

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2 years ago
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    Another great “fist time” story ;0)