Discovering Mastrubation and My First Orgasm

At the ripe old age of 72 years, I think back to this true story in my life, of the very first time I masturbated on purpose and had my first orgasm 68 years ago. Yes that is right, I started very young. Seems only like yesterday and what happened that day changed my life forever.

I remember that I was always dressed in a t-shirt, pair of under ware, bib overalls and shoes with no socks. I can remember always being scolded by my mother for having my hand down in my overalls fiddling with my pee-pee, as we called it, because it felt good to me. She would slap my hand and tell me to quit playing with my pee-pee. I had no idea what my pee-pee was for except to go do #1 as we called it when we had to pee. The boys had pee-pee's and the girls had wee-wee's so I knew for some reason boys and girls were different, but didn't why.

It was nice summer days, and after getting dressed and having breakfast we were out of the house and into the back yard to play the morning away till lunch, then back out to play in the afternoon till nap time.

There was this old shed in the back of the yard, kind of a leaning rickitey thing with board siding with cracks between the boards. It had an old wooden door on hinges that were all rusted and grass growing up around it. Well one afternoon while the other k**s were playing in the dirt and sand box, I decided to explore this old shed and what was in it. I could peek through the cracks but couldn't see what was in there as it was too dark. I fiddled around with the door and dug the grass and dirt away and was able to get the door open just enough so that I could squeeze in. It was chucked full of old desks, lamps, wooden boxes filled with old books, magazines and the such. I dumped one of the wooden boxes out and turned it upside down to make me a little desk and found an old bucket to sit on, and started looking through some of the old magazines and mail order catalogs. I would leaf through the catalogs and find the toy section and drool over the toys I wished I could have. As I got to the back part of the catalog I came to the women's panty and bra section. As I looked at the women posing the bras, I started to get this funny feeling in my pee-pee, so I reached down in my overalls and started fiddling and started to get an erection. It scared me at first cause I didn't know what was happening. It didn't hurt and the more I played the better it felt. I remember unbuckling my overalls and pulling them down around my ankles along with my shorts. I looked down at my pee-pee to see what was happening, and it was standing straight up and had a nice little purple head, and I remember it felt really good to work my thumb and finger up and down my little hard on. After playing with myself for awhile I kind of lost interest, pulled up my shorts and overalls, and went back out to play. I really liked that feeling, so over the next few days, it was in the shed, drop my shorts and overalls and play with myself for awhile.

Then the day came when everything changed. I was in the shed going through some of the other boxes of books, and I found an old detective magazine, leafed through it, and at the back of the magazine were naked pictures of women with their tits showing. I had hit the mother load and had found my first porn. My little penis stood straight up. I laid the magazine open on my little box, dropped my overalls and shorts and started stroking my little cock. My I remember how good it felt. Next thing you know I had kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my overalls, took my shirt off and stood there naked with my butt pushed in and stroking my hard little cock sticking straight up. As I gazed at the big tits on this one woman in the magazine I started going faster and faster and it felt better and better. All of a sudden I climaxed and started having my first orgasm. It scared me and I let go and stood there watching my little cock bouncing up and down as I dry orgasmed. After a little bit it stopped and I remember reaching down and touching the head of my cock and I jerked back as it was so tender I couldn't touch it. I remember being so scared that I thought I had broke my little guy, but in just a little bit my hard on went down, I could touch my head, and I felt better about what had just happened. I got back dressed and hid my magazine, and went back out in the yard to play. The next afternoon I remember thinking about the day before, and I just had to get back in my little shed and try it again. This time I took my clothes off and immediately had an erection in anticipation. I opened my magazine to the spot I had marked and started stroking. The faster I stroked the better it felt until the climax came and I started dry orgasming again, only this time I didn't let go and kept stroking till my orgasm stopped. Oh my, this was the most wonderful and pleasurable thing that I had discovered, and I knew right then I was going to do this a lot, which I did every day the rest of that summer.

I kept what I was doing in that old shed a secret to myself, and kept my special magazine hid and laid out a couple of the mail order catalogs open to the toy section so when the other k**s came poking around wondering what I was doing in that old shed we would look at the toys in the catalog and after awhile they would get bored and go back out to play and I would be by myself to enjoy the pleasure of my little cock. Then one day as I was right in the middle of masturbating I saw my mother through the cracks in the boards come around the corner of the house heading right for the shed. I hurried up and put my clothes on, jammed my special magazine under some books and laid out the mail order catalog turned to the toy section. She jerked and pulled the door open and asked what I was doing in there. I told her I was looking at the toys in the catalog. She came in and grabbed the catalog looked at it briefly, and then told me to come on and get out of that old shed. She said she didn't want me in there anymore because it was dangerous and could fall down. The next day I found a big old padlock on the door. I was devastated. The following day my uncle and my dad burned that old shed to the ground. My special magazine and my days of masturbating in that old shed was history, however pictures of those naked tits were forever embedded in my memory. So I started masturbating every night at bed time when it was all quiet. I would pull my shorts down, think about those pictures of those big tits, and masturbate my little cock to a nice erection, and stroke it till I had my dry orgasm for the day. Oh such a pleasure! It wasn't till I was in my early teens that I started precumming and ejaculating my sperm, and that my friends opened up a whole new ball game of wet slippery sloppy orgasmic ecstasy!

I still love to masturbate as much now as I did way back then, only now after 68 years of masturbating I have a nice big thick cock that I enjoy to the fullest. Nothing feels so good as a nice big fully engorged erection with my big purple head fully expanded and oozing precum down my shaft while pleasure stroking to multiple climaxes and orgasms, and ejaculating that wonderful cum. Oh yes, even in my old age, I still love masturbating while looking at porn.