by oktostroke » Sun Feb 26, 2023 8:29 pm
I would have to say my masturbation obsession began pretty much immediately after I learned how to do it when I was 13. I remember that it was all I thought about….and planned for. I got home about 45 minutes before my older brother who was in high school and I’d desperately borrrow some of his porn magazines and furiously beat off, cumming once, twice, three times I was so excited and desperate. I was a compulsive masturbator all through my teens, and I’d say that set the pattern for the rest of my life….totally in love with porn and solo masturbation. What about you?
by Palmlover » Mon Feb 27, 2023 7:43 am
My story is similar to yours. I too discovered masturbation at 13 (50 years ago) and, like you, it became all I thought about, or so it seemed. I became obsessed with it. I would masturbate once or twice before school and as many times as I could when I went to bed, so many times that I ran out of cum and would have dry orgasms. For sure whenever I was home alone I would masturbate as many times as I could in the time frame I thought I had. I got so excited when I knew I was going to have time alone!
Probably around 14 I saw my first porn magazine and that was it, I was hooked! From that day forward the formula that porn = pleasure was burned into my brain and I’ve spent the rest of my life searching for and amassing all kinds of porn. I can remember thinking back then just how wonderful it would be to be able to look at porn and masturbate whenever you wanted to for as long as you wanted to and, in a way, I made achieving that one of my lifetime goals.
As I got older I went from having numerous quick jerk-offs everyday to masturbating for maybe an hour before cumming 2-3 times a day. Eventually, and very gradually, that hour became 2 hours and then 3 hours and then 4 hours, etc., etc. Before I knew there was a term for it, I had discovered edging (this was long before the internet), and I knew I had stumbled upon a glorious thing!
I divorced 7 years ago and that’s when the dream of spending my days watching porn and masturbating without any interruptions came true. Since then I easily spend the largest majority of my time in masturbatory bliss and it is wonderful! I’ve become so steeped in my masturbation and porn addictions that I quite literally plan my day around it! Just knowing that I can spend my every waking moment consuming porn and being lost in self-pleasure is exhilarating, very freeing, and such a turn on for me! And even though I recently remarried my ex wife, I still spend my days mostly masturbating to porn. Before we remarried I told her straight out, in no uncertain terms, exactly how I spend my time and, thankfully, she understood and is fine with it.
Just like when I was a teenager, I STILL get excited when I wake up every morning, knowing exactly how I will be spending my day! For me, and apparently for many others, masturbation is THE preferred form of sexual gratification and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that!
by lilgoon » Mon Feb 27, 2023 10:23 am
For me, it happened in degrees over the years.
Age 5: neighborhood kid (he was 7) SHOWED me how to masturbate, but I just didn’t “get it” at all and I didn’t repeat the act until…
Age 6 or 7: After hanging out with some older boys and hearing some of their randy thoughts and fantasies, I would replay them in my mind in bed at night and I finally “got it”. Of course, at this age, all orgasms were dry, but very electrifying! This soon became a nightly ritual before going to sleep.
Teens: as I started dating, I would often come home with blue balls after dates AND I had a VERY active fantasy life of my own making and long masturbation sessions were done as often as possible. I would come into tissues and throw them under my bed. One day my Mom yelled at me for all the “snot rags” under my bed and to use a waste basket.
College: at this point, I could buy “porn” (mainly Penthouse (playboy was too tame although some of the women were GORGEOUS, they didn’t have the horny Forum stories), sometimes Hustler, and I also got very into Club for awhile. I curated a nice bunch of pics and stories – carefully separating them out of the mags. Much less bulky than keeping dozens of entire magazines, plus I could spread out my favs – surrounding myself on the bed as I beat my meat in earnest gazing at all those seductive beauties. There were also long periods of time where I was totally alone in my apartment and I could totally devote myself to my “craft” – this was really the time when I began what *I* consider my addiction proper. I was also feeling pretty pervy and freakish – like no one else was so desperate and weird, but I couldn’t help myself.
Early Cuck days/Wife 1: Even though I didn’t know the term “cuckold” at the time, when I actually WAS cucked and I couldn’t control my wife from cheating on me, I used masturbation as a salve. Jerking to her soiled panties or when I didn’t know her whereabouts, the shame/arousal connection was FIRMLY established and served as a solid platform and lifelong basis for chronic masturbation and addiction. I also started using lube to masturbate with and it allowed me to jack longer without chaffing and added to the wonderful sensations – felt closer to fucking than jacking “dry”.
Divorce: after I moved out, the internet was in full swing and I now had a myriad of porn sources as well as chat interactions. This was the first time I was able to really do marathon edging of 12 hours or sometimes more. At this stage, after staying up all night lost in my haze of stroking and stopping JUST short of coming over & over & over… I would be so exhausted the next morning, I would call in sick. My porn also started getting more extreme as after edging THAT long, it was sometimes hard to finish myself off & I faced porn burnout. I would skip meals, ignore chores, do less with friends, and break dates, etc. just so I could really “do” myself. I’m quite sure “true” addiction was achieved during this period and I remain an addicted chronic masturbator. I even search for information or people that take me FURTHER or FASTER down the rabbit hole than I could go on my own. I’m fully aware of the ruination, but I’m also aroused by it. Moth to flame…member of Onania.org.
by celebgoontard » Mon Feb 27, 2023 8:49 pm
This resonates with me so much! Every word. Especially the bold part at the bottom. I didn’t start regularly in my masturbation until probably around or just after turning 14 but when I began, and stroked out my first month of strong creamy virile jizz? I was hooked. I fell in love with masturbating. And became a constantly stimulating masturbator. The thrill, the heart racing, the heightened moans and feel of climax building.
The planning for alone time after school (similar, 30 min time window) meant I could get a 10 mins (long at the time) really indulging stroke in, and let it fly, then give myself 2 or 3 minutes of enjoying the afterglow sitting there spend and covered in the goo, before needing to grab tissues, clean up. I probably still made our bedroom smell like bate, and me smell like musky post-sex scent/pheromones. I must have blasted average of 2 times a day or 3 in those years. From 14-29 I once calculated I had 10,000+ or up to 15K number of ejaculatory orgasms.
Before the beautiful allure of lasting until the close of marathon sessions, if not across days grew in appeal! Edging developing to expert levels into my 30’s… I truly love my masturbation and pornosexual identity. So proud and happy to be compulsive, so accepting if one were to call it “addiction” if they saw how deep I get, if they heard me like that, if they witness me blurt out text about my love of my masturbation? As that just AROUSES me more. Bate addiction feels so fucking good. The raw and honest truth of it.
I look back on my compulsive teen masturbator days with fondness… I was rather skinny yet attractive. Lean but with impressive looking cock and balls. Especially around 17-18. Always looking at, obsessing on my own cock visually. Seeing me stroke myself in a mirror was always a risk to blasting ropes of cum within under 20 strokes of my throbbing shaft. The sustained arousal to my own genitals caused me to NEED to live in the caravan for a whole year out the side of our house. I would at any hour I needed it lock the door, slide the area divider blocking view to bed, close the curtains on the back window in order to BEAT off for hours. Surrounded by my penthouse, hustler and playboy mags. All strewn out around me on the bed along with fold outs of my “celeb crushes”. Falling in love with visual stimulus. With manual tugging stimulus. Stroking away on my rigid erect penis.
Speaking of ropes? Into my early to mid 20’s in my 10,000+ orgasms I liked waiting a day sometimes so I’d shoot it high. And not mind if it shot at my face. Three or four big ropes of jizz blasting at your own face?! What an erotic self-facial memory Mmmm Slurping up my any on my hand/fingers regularly.
Furiously beating off as a teen boy is so arousing! Yes I prefer the FREEDOM that is enjoyed today of my masturbation obsession. More autonomy as an adult. More self identity and knowing myself, my mind, my needs. It makes each session VERY spiritual and deep. Back then it was “maintenance” to get the loads out as soon as possible. Multiple cums per session, common.
My love of masturbation started then. My self soothing to regulate normal childhood trauma, my dopamine and oxytocin levels. Developing a habitual use of it to calm heightened emotion and arousal. Edging has made it even better than ever to indulge my sustain masturbation!
by Palmlover » Tue Feb 28, 2023 10:09 am
I absolutely LOVE this thread! Reading these testimonials is awe-inspiring and incredibly hot! You can feel the ABSOLUTE REVERENCE we all hold for the glorious act of masturbation! For people who are as devoted and committed to masturbation as we are, it is TRULY a religious experience, a rite, and we revel in it! We are not jerk-offs or wankers, we are MASTURBATORS! Masturbation is a HUGE part, perhaps the biggest part, of who we are, and we accept and embrace it, holding it close to our bosoms. Masturbation, for us, is definitely NOT simply a way to achieve sexual gratification! We totally submerge ourselves in it, become consumed by it, and rejoice in the act of masturbation in and of itself! Orgasms become irrelevant! We feel no shame or guilt for what we do as it is a basic need for us, like food, water and shelter.
For me it is an HONOR to be associated with such a fine group of TRUE MASTURBATORS and I am SO VERY PROUD to be a part of it!
by Mr.diddle » Wed Mar 01, 2023 4:12 am
For me it started right away @ 12 – 13 years old. Maybe some “behaviors” even started a few years before that. Absolutely obsessed completely engrossed in the act of Masturbating. Its all I could think about constantly and any available opportunity to masturbate was the only thing on my mind. Could not wait to get completely naked get under the covers in my bedroom and gloriously, vigorously, enthusiastically beat off and jerk off my brains out.
I went WAY over the top right away, lots of porn, cum socks, cum stains, masturbating on the toilet, setting the stage to become a lifelong chronic compulsive penis masturbator.
I had a “bed set” the bottom right hand drawer “dark wood stained” had some cum stains on it #when you or when I opened that bottom drawer there were two yellow cum crusted socks at least 15 or 20 porno mags, many ripped or stained -XXX porn an l jus’ loved it so, so, so much. I’d rub my beloved penis so much it would get sore and I would have to stop for a day or two if possible.
Things have only gotten worse now that I’m older much much much worse my entire existence is dedicated to my penis obsession, there is obviously no known cure, gosh whatever am I gonna do uh doobie doobie doo, gonna masturbate ‘cuz that’s what masturbators do.
by ottolondonFTM » Wed Mar 01, 2023 11:35 am
My first memories of masturbating was when I was really young ( maybe 7ish?) and my parents told me off for pressing myself against the rear car seat on a long journey. This was around the time I had found out that it was really nice to press my crotch against the side of my bed, grinding myself off against the firmness of the mattress. I probably didn’t cum fully at that age. But it sure felt good and left me wanting to do it again and again.
They said it was supposed to be private so happily got myself off when I could, in private from then on.
Older, around 14 or 15, my brother handed me a Penthouse Forum mag, opened to a page about a woman masturbating by pulling her sheet between her legs. He asked me if I masturbated and I lied and said no, then he handed me the mag and said I should read it. Haha, looking back, what a horny bugger! I read it and then all the other stories – then rubbed myself off highly aroused by all the sexual stuff I’d read. Told him it wasn’t my thing ( what a liar I was).
I masturbated at school in the toilets, even in class by keeping my hand into the pocket of my school wear and pressing my clit hard till I had a secret cum. It got to the point where I felt I had to stop for a bit every now and then, as I was addicted – I just didn’t know that term then, but knew I couldn’t want to stop doing it, but no one else ever talked about it.
by Samantha880 » Wed Mar 01, 2023 4:55 pm
Lots of great stories and much of it dosimilar to mine. My first remembrance was when I was 6 in the summer after first grade. A new girl moved in next door that was a year older she would bring another girl to another “shack” we built in the back yard. And have us pull our underpants down and rub “where we peed” and kiss each others peepees or pussies. I’m not sure if I even noticed a difference then. But I do remember the smell when I put my lips between one of the girls legs. We would hide up there and play for quite awhile rubbing ourselves and each other. She started taking me alone to her house and going down to her basement. She would take off her clothes and lay on a bench and have me strip and lay on top of her we would rub our bodies together all afternoon. It felt soooo good and I never wanted to stop and her body smelled so good. No perfume just natural, sweet body smell. It was always dark and I don’t think anyone ever saw us but after the summer my parents wouldn’t let me go over to play with her anymore. Thats when I remember that I first started playing with myself in bed at night. I would think about what we did and lay on my stomach holding my little peepee and rubbing it underneath me the way she taught me to sliding up and down against her pussy and pushing up and down. Thats when I learned how to hand hump. My mom would hear me playing with myself and come in and stop me. After she left I would start again.
I still play with myself that way every chance I get. Sometimes 10 or more times a day I rarely orgasm but lots of cum drips out and makes rubbing my soft little cock feel so good. And I love the smell when I reach in later and start playing again It feels so good and I can’t stop doing it and don’t want to.
Source: (101) When did your addiction start? – Onania Masturbator Forum