Jerking off as teenagers

[Schwenck]

I started to wank around 4 or 5, in bed. Obviously nothing happened, but it just felt nice, using my foreskin to stimulate my glans. I carried on doing this until, at some point I must have cum, but I don't remember the first time it happened.

Early wank material was:
The lingerie section of catalogues - probably the best, but difficult to hide from your mum.
Some women's magazines - Cosmopolitan wasn't out in the UK then, but some were still sexier than others.
Sunday Colour Supplements - The Sunday Times in the UK introduced a glossy coloured magazine, which now and then had sexy pictures, even bare tits - serious porn for a 12-13 year old. These were secretly snipped out.
Odd books. My parents had a large massage/touching book which included some mild B&W pictures of naked people, mostly ladies.
News of the World/Titbits etc - My parents didn't take these slightly sexier publications, but some of my Aunts & Uncles did, so I got to see them now and again.
Imagination - though what I imagined then, I cannot think!

I seem to remember that I had quite a lot of things cut-out of magazines, but they wouldn't be considered porn these days - barely a bare tit in sight.

[bowlinggreen]

In the first months after learning about orgasm, mainly pictures of ladies in their underwear from sunday fliers in the paper (I used to sneak these out of the trash and keep the pages under my bed) and the big catalogs from places like Sears and JC Penney. I didn't rip pages out of those for fear of discovery. But when they got past their useful date, I made sure that some of them ended up in a secret catalog pile high in the barn.

I have found some scans of those early pleasure pics in the catalog scans thread, promptly saved them, how great to see those again.


Sexy stuff on TV was good too for recalling later, remember the Solid Gold dancers? Plus chicks exercising on shows and in commercials wearing workout leotards and legwarmers. Seeing a naked chick in legwarmers is still a turn-on for me.

[Moohc]

I used to come home from school and go into the bathroom and wank using just my imagination. Later, I'd steal magazines from my dad's stash and wank to them in the bathroom later in the night. Also, my parents somehow let me have cable in my room, so softcores were a staple.

To my amazement, guitar magazines would have ads for posters and flags and they would often have little pictures of Samantha Fox (and maybe other girls, but Sam was my thing) topless with no censoring and that worked for a wank.

[DiegoJames]

I once read an interview with Australian feminist Germaine Greer, widely re-quoted on the internet, about how she liked younger men because 'sperm that runs like tap water will do'.

I have to say that, on discovery of masturbation, aged about 13, this was the one thing I recall. An orgasm could last almost as long as a piss, and with the same sort of fluidity. The entire process of masturbation was explained to me (and a few others) by a mate's older brother, who was deep in a wanking fixation by that time. I decided to give it a go, never looked back, and I'm pretty sure the first time was just an experiment without any visual stimulation. But the end result certainly ran like tap water

[muggly]

I remember most of my wanking material, when I was in my early teens, came from watching Mrs Smith , a neighbour who lived opposite my window, as she undressed for bed, and whenever she left her light on. She was a forty something and had 6 kids so her tits were enormous, and she liked to massage them once her bra was off. She also did some sexy dancing for her hubby, whenever he was not on nightshift, and they usually got shagging after that. Her house was a few feet lower than ours so I could see directly into her bedroom and below waist height.
My other muse was my mum's best friend, another neighbour, who usually spent every weekday between 11 and 2 having coffee with mum. If I was lucky to be off school I would just spend those hours staring at her beautiful toned bare legs. I often imagined what I would do to her if she came on to me, and would spunk to great heights in my bedroom that afternoon or evening. As she and mum were so close I did get suspicious that they were having a lesbian affair. Thinking about mum lapping at her friend's fanny was also a great wank fantasy. I did once catch my mum and her 16 year old niece in a compromising position, when I was 7 and came home early from school. They were almost naked on her bed and making some strange noises with a lot of giggles and in a peculiar position as I sneaked a peek through the door, and seeing their reflection from the large dressing table mirror. I just caught a view of my cousin's pert fanny lips and my mum's black hairy bush as they bobbed about but I couldn't stay long enough to watch everything as my tummy was about to explode. By the time I had left the toilet mum and cousin were dressed and walking red faced down the stairs. I know my cousin visited regularly till she was 19 when she became pregnant.

[Mike179906]

I was twelve years old in 1970 when I had my first one. I remember helping my mum to look for something and I looked in her dressing table drawer and saw a yellow A5 size book in there, it was called Search and it had a line drawing of a naked woman on the cover.

I went back later that day when I was alone in the house, and took it out and back to my room. My dick was pushing against my zip as I layed and looked at the photos inside it, so I unzipped my trousers and let it out, rolled onto my stomach and started to move as though I was fucking someone, with my dick sandwiched between my body and the bed - it felt really good, and as I turned to a page with a full figured brunette standing naked (God she looked gorgeous), my body took over and said 'OK I have it for the next 30-45 seconds' and I had my first orgasm. I had no idea that was what it was, but I knew that I liked it and I spent a lot of time after that doing it again and again. It even turns me on now thinking about what happened there.

[Jonj8282]

I used to get erections a lot looking through my Page 3 collection but didn’t experience my first orgasm until about 12 as I lay on my front looking through Penthouse and Playboy mags (“borrowed”) and subconsciously rubbed myself against the floor. Then all of of a sudden the motion caused me to cum for the first time. I was petrified at first and was dumbfounded by the sticky mess in my pants...
I got over it though and progressed to fucking my rolled up blankets and duvet whilst naked and then moving into using my hand. As a good little catholic boy I found I felt guilty a lot but still couldn’t resist wanking at least twice a day. Back in those days I could ejaculate and get hard again within a few minutes. I’d wank in the bathroom, my bedroom, in the office toilets (during my summer job) and had a couple outdoors. I even kept a diary of how many wanks or wet dreams I had each day. Really hope my parents never found it!

[bjcb0]

I started wanking shortly after I turned 12, at the end of the long hot UK summer of 1976. I had never not noticed pretty girls, but that summer they suddenly became vastly more important, and were less covered than usual given the good weather (rare for England!). Fortunately I was fairly sure where my father kept some magazines, having seen them briefly when less interested, so was soon wanking over his old copies of Knave, Mayfair and Fiesta. I remember those magazines extremely clearly, not least my first sight of Roberta Pedon and Clyda Rosen. The women were generally much prettier in Knave and Mayfair, but they looked much more amenable in Fiesta. Shortly after that he started buying Penthouse (UK), where the key item for me was Wicked Wanda!

[muggly]

When I was 14 I was influenced a little by my mates as to how often, and when and where they wanked to get the best stimulation and sexual experiences. We would discuss cock size, circumcision, ejaculation times and projectile distances but we never got our cocks out to compare as that was considered bordering homosexuality, which in the early seventies was still a difficult subject to comprehend. However I did have some curiosity and got quite flushed seeing some bare chested workmen in the summer heat. I also realised one of my friends was probably having similar confusions and when we were alone he often got so close to me and would squeeze my arm or pinch my bum, that I felt extremely nervous, however I had known him since nursery so still considered him a best friend. I was in his bedroom and as we listened to music his sisters, one 13 and a carbon copy of Ariana Grande, and the other 15 and a Kate Moss type, were constantly interrupting us but it got me quite aroused as they wore tight jeans and low cut T-shirts, with milky white flesh on show. They eventually gave up and left us alone but I had an erection that was going nowhere. Then my mate said he could relieve me to help. At first I was choking back the shock but from somewhere in my voice box came "OK". He unzipped me and took out my cock and wanked me so slow it was torture. He kept squeezing my balls to stop me cumming and I agreed that I would do something to him if he let me cum. I have never seen so much spunk erupt from my cock as he milked me. Once finished and still half naked I awaited my dare. He asked me to suck him off, and I did. I was surprised that his cock was almost the same as mine except tighter foreskin and I was trembling as I readied him for a blow job. He lasted about 30 seconds and I let most of it spray my cheek. I soon left and we became the same best friends but soon girl's were in our lives and we never mentioned it ever. There must be a little bit of me that has gay sympathy, so I have never been bigoted against LGBTand others, but have remained heterosexual in all experiences since.

[Adam West]

The Swedish Erotica collection was a great source of beating the meat back in the day. I did it a few times and not really to pictures in magazines. Just seeing Seka in nylons, sucking on a dick (and fantasizing that cock in her mouth was mine) was enough for me to enjoy a rush.