A chronology

A chronology by Anonymous My sexual experience started at an early age with my cousin. We wereonly about 8 years old and when taking baths together we would compareour penis sizes, the furthest we ever got was to kiss each others penis. My next experience was with a friend in 6th grade. We would go campingin his back yard and play with our own undeveloped dicks and show eachother how we would play with ourselves, his favorite was to pull hisball sack over his penis. Unfortunately I was very unaware ofmasturbation at that point. We would dare each other to run naked to thebarn or the house, but that was the extent of our play. My first real masturbation experience happened by shear accident atabout 14 yrs old. Being the youngest of my family I had alot of time tomyself when everone was out of the house. It started with me standingnaked in front of the bathroom mirror, admiring my erect penis, Idecided to decorate it with shaving cream. When I had plenty on, Istarted rubbing it in, this felt great! Faster I went, the next thing Iknew, this over whelming feeling came over me, me knees went weak and Ihad my first (dry) orgasm. Once I recovered, I was scared to death. Whatwas that and why did my penis, which until that point I could get hardat will, go limp. I thought I damaged myself. After about 15 minutes ofterror, I was able to get it hard again. I promised myself never to dothat again. That lasted about 24 hours. ;) I couldn't get enough. Iwalked around with a hardon all the time, planning my next session. Igot home from school before anyone else got home, the whole bus ridehome was with a raging hardon. I would have to use my books to cover itup when I walking of the bus. My next method was to hump my hand on thebed, I would use shampoo or even lunch meat in my hand. Shampoo woulddry on my penis creating a second skin I would have to peal off laterand lunch meat usually broke up before I was done, I soon discoveredhand cream. Not much later, after a session, I discovered cum on thebed, I came! There was no stopping me now! 2-3 times a day. I tryedeverything, any hole that it would fit into, I didn't have to muchsuccess until I discovered the space in between the plastic cushions ofour couch. I would hump away at that couch every chance I got. Cleanupwas easy enough, and boy did it feel good. The only problem was, thecouch was in front of the picture window. We lived in the country, butone day while humping the couch, some neighborhood kids rode by on theirbikes, I thought for sure I was caught. Again I swore off masturbating,this time FOREVER! Yeah right! The next few years consisted ofmasturbating everwhere I could, the fear of getting caught was quite aturn-on. Noones house was safe, I made it a challenge to do it ineverywhere I could. My favorite place was in the woods behind my house.I would strip totally naked, letting the breeze blow over my dick andballs and jerk off into the leaves, being naked outdoors is still aturn-on for me. I'm 34 now and married and I am still an avidmasturbator. I did have one mutual masturbation story I will tell atanother time.