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Originally Posted by secretID  Anycase, if any of you would consider yourself to be "late to the game" when it comes to masturbation, let me know. I'm sure I'm not the ONLY ONE in the world, or maybe I am? Does that make me unique? |
I was twelve years old. One night, my frantic fondling and pulling-down finally caused me to ejaculate. But that short-term pleasure was nothing compared to the worry and anxiety I would go through, over the next few years.
At that time, I thought that I had something physically wrong with my reproductive system. Somehow...I was able to ejaculate by myself--I didn't need a girlfriend to have sex with. I figured, if anyone found out, they would want to use surgery to learn how I developed this special ability, which I thought unique to my body.
I knew I was addicted to this...ability...and felt that I was no different from a crack coccaine addict. I was terrified to tell anyone, lest the "solution" involve surgery. Or, even worse, my special ability being leaked to the press. I was afraid of becoming known as "the amazing kid who could ejaculate by himself". I also assumed that I had a finite number of sperm, and that I was prematurely "using them up" by ejaculating.
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Anyway, I eventually confessed my "addiction" to a close family member, just before entering high school at age fourteen. She kindly explained that everyone--
everyone--could (and did!) masturbate, as I learned it was called. To my shock, apparently even my militaristic father (whom I was most afraid of finding out my secret) masturbated regularly.
It's amazing, as you grow older and get away from conservative Bible-thumping parents, just how much worry and stress melts away.
