Your first orgasm.....

My story is very similar to Yogi's. I was maybe 11 or 12 and though I'd had a basic sex ed lecture at school, the material was presented so clinically (with all those disgusting anatomical drawings) and with the exclusive focus on reproduction that I didn't think this sex stuff was anything I'd ever be interested in. I mean, the details of the male orgasm and ejaculation were so fuzzy that I got the impression that to make a baby the man would stick his penis inside a woman and start urinating.

Well, one day my best friend was sleeping over and we got to talking about the sex ed stuff we'd heard--mostly making jokes about it--and he suddenly asked me if I'd ever "rubbed my dick." I had no idea what he was talking about, and he proceeded to tell me that he did sometimes and it felt really good. So I thought, what the hell? I'll give it a try some time. In the days that followed, I tried "rubbing my dick" a few times, but nothing ever happened, and I didn't get any great pleasure from it, so I stopped trying for a few months.

Then one day I was in the shower, and I started soaping my dick up and washing myself off, and I began to get an erection. I started sliding my hand up and down the shaft and over the head and damn if it didn't start to feel pretty good. So I kept on doing it.

A few moments later I began to feel REAL good, and all of a sudden I felt this stuff shooting out the end of my dick. My eyes were closed and I looked down in horror, thinking my urinary system had suddenly malfunctioned. The first thing my eyes landed on were some rust spots on shower floor, and I thought I'd started pissing blood. Again.

You see, a couple years before this I'd almost died from a kidney infection--which had made me piss blood all the time. The immediate conclusion I came to was that "rubbing my dick" had made the infection come back. I was terrified.

But then I noticed that the stuff still oozing from my dick didn't seem to have any reddish-brown coloring to it. It was white. Oh, great, I thought. I'm pissing pus now. I dropped to the floor of the shower to examine those reddish stains, which didn't seem to be rinsing down the drain for some reason, and realized what they were. I felt a little relieved, although I was still terrified and confused about what the stuff was, since I associated any non-urine-colored stuff with my kidney problems. I knew that something bad had happened, even though it had felt really good, and I was too scared to tell my parents about it, because I didn't want to go back to the hospital.

I played a wait-and-see game for the next several days. I monitored my urine color closely, I took my temperature probably three or four times a day, I checked myself for any signs of tenderness in the kidneys or bladder area. Things seemed to be okay. So I decided I'd better try the ultimate test: another dick rubbing.

This time, I paid very careful attention to every single moment of the dick rubbing process. Once again, it started feeling awfully good, but I was very nervous about whether anything would come out this time and what it might be. It took a long, long time for me to ejaculate, but when I did, I watched it happen this time, scrutinizing every spurt for any signs of blood or pus. It didn't look like there was any in whatever it was that was shooting out of the end of my dick, and it did feel awfully damned good, I had to admit. So, I thought I'd better try it again right away, just to make sure.
 
The first time i hada hand job from someone else it was from my best friend we were in my trailer we had the back bed ad two other people were there.

I thought everyone was a sleep when i felt his hand on my dick it felt good. since he was doing me i did him i shot my cum all over it was better then doing it myself. My friend and i did several times more.

Th first time with a girl was even better.
 
Around eleven, on my belly reading a steamy romance novel

I was like:
WOW....that's what I'm reading about here!

Guess I was hooked as a Lit reader way back then.:D
 
Thanks to the guys for such personal stories. Makes me think about the sex ed talk I need to give my kids some day.:rose:
 
T.H. Oughts said:
Did you know what it was and that they might happen?

Guys did you realise that stroking was going to produce a stream of white stuff?

Ladies did you know why your pussy was getting so wet?

What was your first thoughts after having the first one?
I was probably 10...omg I was scared to death, did not know what had happend or why my penis was throbbing orrrr what that spot on the sheet was....all I knew is it, whatever I was doing felt sooooo good I was going to do it again the next afternoon after church :devil:
 
I was about 12, admiring some Playboy pictures and it just spurted without touching. Thought I was going to die. After I calmed down I figured out what happened. My cock and I have had a long and happy relationship since.
 
My mother gave me a health book ........

when I was 13. Which detailed exactly how to stimulate your clit to achieve orgasm, it also gave 'helpful' tips on objects to use to pleasure yourself with. (eg. vegtables lol).

So for at least a month I vigilantly practiced my newfound knowledge, sometimes 6 times a day.

Several weeks before she gave me that book, my best friend and I had found her fathers stash of porn movies, spending hours entertaining ourselves just sitting in silence watching. I was so wet watching (what happens to still be my fav. porno ~ Debbie Does Dallas) while incredibly frustrated.


Then my mother found the health book by my bed, opened it up (the book probably fell right open to the bits on how to massage your clit to climax), she freaked out and took away my book.

But the damage had already been done.


:devil: :devil:




kitty
 
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I was fifteen years old, it was around five o clock in the morning. I had drank WAY too much fire water, and smoked crazy amounts of Pot.

So, after trying to clean the pink spots from my ex's car, we headed into his cousins camper.

God, my body went tingly, and started shaking. I saw fireworks before my eyes, and I moaned so loud. It was beautiful.
 
I told the person, I'd be right back becaude I had to pee. I went to the bathroom and nothing happened. Went back to what I was doing, and then thought I had to pee again. I was told to shut up, and "pee" on her. When "that white stuff" came out, I thought something was wrong with me.

Hey I was young and dumb. Now I'm old and dumb.
 
I was on a family vacation in the Smoky Moutains, and decided to make use of the indoor pool at the motel. The pool was deserted and I was bored, making my way around the perimeter by holding on to the side to get to the deep end. At some point my lower body passed over a hard running jet and gave me a surprising thrill. I found myself returning to that jet time and again and positioning myself for longer and longer amounts of time. The possibility of being caught, the weightlessness of the warm liquid surroundings and that strong jet overwhelmed my senses and I bucked and writhed my way to my first orgasm at The Howard Johnsons Motor Lodge. I believe I was eight or nine years old.

I still locate the pool jets when I go for a swim...just in case. ;)
 
memories... sigh

My story is much like the previous ones.
I do not remember how old I was but I remember where adn most of the details.
I lived in a small town next to alot of bushland. The night before my friends and I were playing hide and seek and I was hiding in a clump of bush. One of the girls crawled under there with me and I felt all tingly in my stomach. We held hands and she kissed me and ran off to play some more.
The next day I was out playing in the bush and I was thinking of what happened. I got that tingling and my HUGE :) penis got hard.
I looked around it was secluded so I took it out and played with it. I found where it felt good and I was curious enough and it felt good enough to keep going. Before I knew it my legs felt all rubbery and my stomach tightened and the most wonderful sensation came over me. No cum but it felt so good and I had no idea what had just happened. I logged that away in my memory banks and it became a fairly frequent occurrence.

I am all for sex education though, because my parents never told me anything about what to expect etc.
I took to studying about it though and through years and years of reading and exploring I am an expert in the field. :D :p
 
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