Masturbating Mostof His Life

Masturbating Mostof His Life I've been masturbating since I was13. My first memory was being asleep, and being aware thatsomehow I had had grown a third leg! It truly felt as big as myother two legs, and in my half awake state, it did not seemstrange, just wonderfully good as I lay on my stomach and thrustmy hips against the sheets. Later when I awoke for good, I wasjust bewildered at the "dream" that I must have had,and even more astonished when I realized I was having ten samedream night after night. Probably after the third or forth dreamlike this I had my first orgasm. I remember my body gettingreally stiff, and a really nice intense feeling ending up withpeeing in the bed, or so I thought. Only it wasn't pee, it wasjust a thick gooey spot on the sheets, that had soaked through myunderwear. I looked forward to these dreams, and honestly didn'trelate this to my penis at all, the entire thing always occurringin a dreamlike state. Then one early morning I was having thedream, and I felt a hand on my buttocks, holding me still. Ifroze, embarrassed. I didn't open my eyes, and whoever it wasleft. It was either my mom or dad. Anyways, a few days later mymom handed me a stack of pamphlets that talked about wet dreams,and promiscuity, and sexually transmitted diseases. I rememberthinking, what the heck is all this about. It is hard to believe, but growingup in the country, and really not having contact with manypeople, TV being quite tame back in the 1960's, and magazineseven tamer, I didn't have the vaguest idea that men and women hadsex or intercourse. The closest I was aware was Red Skeleton'ssnickering references to the Birds and the Bees. I had finallydecided that this was something that adults teased kids aboutthat was just some sort of myth to make us feel like we weremissing out on something. I was aware that men and women weredifferent anatomically, but I didn't even know what a vagina was.Being an academic type though my curiosity was aroused, and Iwent to the library, checked out "sex" in the cardcatalog, and began reading. WOW. I read about intercourse,erections, masturbation, orgasms, petting and making out. Isuddenly realized the connection between my dreams, and thesudden appearance of all those pamphlets my well meaning parentshad given to me. I shared all this with a couple of my onlyfriends, and they were astonished at the news too. Onereluctantly shared that he also got hardon's and that white stuffhad come out of him also. A few times we tried masturbatingtogether, but out of sheer ignorance, all we managed to do wasshow each other our hard ons. My cock was about twice the size ofall my friends, not that I am bigger than average as an adult,but I had just started developing sooner. They were impressed bymy size, and I was intrigued by how they got hard too. One day atschool, one of my buddies announced to some girls sitting next tous that I was "really huge." They snickered, butnothing ever came of it. I wasn't embarrassed. I liked to rub my friend's cocksand try to make them come, but they never did. I gave up tryingto do this with them, but instead masturbated at least daily. Fora long time I hadn't realized I could do it with my hand. I wouldhump the sheets, or during the day take strips of tissue paper,and holding it stretched straight rub it across my hard on, untilI orgasmed. Later on I tried it that way and never could makemyself come with the minimal stimulation that provided. Somewherealong the line I discovered that wrapping my hand around my cock,made me come a lot faster. I was hooked, 2 and 3 times a day. One day a 12 year old friend and Iwere talking about masturbating, and he made the startlingrevelation that he and his sister would often undress, and lookat each other, and kiss. He then described how she would suck onhis cock. I was baffled by that, and could not imagine why anyonewould want to do that, but the idea stuck in my mind, and fromthen on when I masturbated I would imagine him doing this withhis sister, and I would orgasm really fast. Once we were out inthe woods and I talked him into masturbating with me, and beganjerking him off, when I began sucking on his cock. It tasted likedry skin, big surprise! He wasn't very keen on my doing this tohim and had me stop. I begged him to do it to me, and after awhile he reluctantly did, and it did feel good, but he quit afterhalf a minute. My cock wouldn't go down, and as we walked back, Ikept stroking my hard on as we walked, but I couldn't make myselfcome. Shortly after that we found a Playboy in a field. Neitherof us had seen pictures of naked women before. I remember thatfirst fold out like it was yesterday. It was a full length sideview of a dark haired woman, sitting at a wrought iron table,sipping tea. Her breasts were huge, in side profile, stickingstraight out, with big nipples erect. I still get hard 30 yearslater thinking on that picture. We became expert at scanning roadsides for magazines, and every few months we would find another.We had quite a collection, and would look at them together, butnever jack off together. One day, a new friend and I made a 20mile hike into the forest. No trails, we just knew thedestination, and the direction, and took off due north. At thedestination, which was a river, my friend suddenly said,"wanna jack off together?" I was shocked because Ididn't know he did it. I said sure, and we both whipped out ourcocks and watched each other as we got large. He was as big asme. In less than a minute he was spurting, and he impassivelywatched as I kept rubbing and finally spurted myself with agroan. Without a word, we stuffed our cocks back in our pants andwalked the 10 miles back home, never mentioning this episode toeach other again. After that we moved to a big city,and finding cast off Playboys became easier. Finding places tohide them became harder though. When I got my drivers license Idiscovered that there were places that women danced topless. Afew times I would go in, but didn't have the nerve to go past thefront desk. Finally I went in. No one cared that I was seriouslyunderage, they took my money. There were no dancers, but theywere showing a movie, of a man petting a woman. It wasincredible. I had never seen even pubic hair before, as Playboysback then had not gotten that daring, beyond a tantalizing wisp,and cartoons that showed strips of hair. I saw the lips of avagina for the first time. I remember thinking how weird it wasthat there was no penis, because all I had ever seen between legsbefore were my friends cocks. It was great. Business was reallyslow, and some of the dancers would sit beside me, and ask aboutme, and finally ask for $5 for cigarettes and leave. I watchedthem dance later. It was sensory overload when I finally left. Ihad to jack off something awful. What a new experience. I hadnever even worked up the nerve to ask a girl out on a date atthat point. Later on as an adult I have often wondered what wouldhave happened if I had told those exotic dancers that I hadn'teven kissed a girl yet. I would use this fantasy as jack offstimulation, imagining them taking me to a back room and showingme all about kissing and petting, and finally letting me fuckthem. My best jack off fantasy materialwas prompted by memories of my first girl friend. We never didmuch sexually together, but one day we were sitting side by side,as she told me about her sister having sex, and that she wasgoing to wait. I had slid my hand under the bottom of hersweater, and was rubbing her skin of her side. When I lifted myhand up, I discovered she was braless. I lifted her breastfeeling its weight, and gently rubbed her nipples. She asked,"Why do guys always do that?", I was silent, and thenshe said "Please stop, my nipple is too sensitive." andI did. I never had the nerve to do it again. Later that day shesuddenly announced, my sister taught me some erogenous zones, andshe pushed me onto my back and began kissing and licking my ear.I just wanted to kiss her on her mouth. I was so surprised thatlater on I realized that she had been humping her pussy on myhard on. I was so inexperienced. In my fantasies ever since, Iimagined humping back, and getting undressed together. I alwayscome fast with memories of that.