A top university student's true story of masturbation [Absolutely true]

When was the first time I masturbated? I can't remember exactly, but it was at least before I was five years old, because I started school at five, and I started masturbating before that.

Of course, the masturbation back then was quite innocent, since I didn't know anything about it. So I divide my masturbation history into three stages: infancy, adolescence
, and youth.

Let's start with infancy. I hadn't started school yet, and I didn't understand anything. I don't even know how I knew such a thing existed in the world. Masturbation was really just playing with my penis in various ways. At that time, the glans hadn't emerged yet, and I couldn't ejaculate, but there was a strange sense of excitement when I played with it. I was very clever as a child, with great hands-on skills. I came up with all sorts of ways to play. One of the more interesting things was mixing clay, which was elastic and slippery. I would shape it into a small bun, poke a hole in it with my finger (as I said, I was too young to understand anything then, I just knew that a woman's private parts were a hole), spit saliva into it to make it slippery, and then insert my penis. It was cool and slippery, which was a lot of fun. Unfortunately, it lacked elasticity, so it didn't really bring any pleasure, just psychological satisfaction. If we're talking about pleasure, climbing trees is the best. Anyone who's seen the South Korean film "Dream of Ejaculation" knows that those guys climbing the horizontal bar is the same principle. It seems that kids are the same both domestically and internationally :). When you climb up the tree trunk and hug it tightly, you get a kind of electric shock feeling, similar to ejaculation (it is ejaculation, but I was too young to produce semen). I think many friends have had this experience, at least I know someone who did—Guo Moruo, who recalled doing this as a child in his book :) In the upper grades of elementary school, I started discussing sex with my classmates, and I knew a little more, but it was still very limited; nobody really understood much.

Childhood passed quickly, and for a while I didn't do it much anymore; it seemed like studying and other things occupied my mind. Then I went to junior high school, and I don't know if it was because my body started changing, but one night I was lying alone in bed, about to change my underwear. After taking it off, I suddenly had a strange feeling. I didn't put my underwear back on, just lay there, my body pressed tightly against the blanket, and it felt very comfortable. From then on, I started masturbating again, but this time it started to develop, and the glans was coming out of the foreskin. Then I started growing pubic hair, very little and sparse. My penis started to develop and grow bigger. I started to learn real masturbation because I could ejaculate and experience real pleasure. During this period, I had a lot of energy and could masturbate many times a night. Back then, there were two young female teachers, and I always liked to fantasize about them and the female classmates in my class. The specific method was to imagine many people for me to use while masturbating: I'd have sex with Teacher A, then Teacher B, then student A, then student B… That way, I'd fantasize about many people at once. :) Even so, I still didn't know what real intercourse was like, or what a girl's genitals looked like. There was no internet back then, unlike kids today who have easy access to all sorts of information.

Then, in high school, I discovered I liked mature women. When masturbating, I always liked to imagine being seduced by a mature woman and then having sex under her guidance. At this time, a voluptuous female teacher and a voluptuous owner of the school store became my most frequently used fantasies. I liked to look at the owner's breasts when she bent over to get something; they were really beautiful. Actually, she was quite secretly horny, always dressed somewhat revealingly, and it seemed like many boys fantasized about her; she was also a frequent topic of discussion among us. Around this time, I started reading erotic novels. One called something like "The Brave Boy's Adventures in the Martial World," a erotic martial arts novel, was my first enlightenment textbook. :) In it, women and men competed through intercourse instead of martial arts. Another classic was "Ruined Capital." Looking at these things now is boring, but back then I was really engrossed. Those books taught me things like various sexual positions, which greatly enriched my imagination during masturbation.

High school passed quickly, and I got into a prestigious university. That's when I started watching porn. Actually, many of my classmates went to video arcades in high school, but I was younger than them and didn't dare go. I think that was the right thing to do, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten into a prestigious university. :) In university, with computers, watching porn was much easier. Often, a bunch of us would squeeze together to watch a VCD that had been watched countless times and was practically worn out. Then I also started reading erotic literature online. That's when I first saw something about incest. It turned out that this kind of thing could bring a lot of excitement and stimulation. It was an article about a stepmother and her son having a relationship. That article really excited me; maybe that's why I like mature women and proactive women. I think many people have seen "I Love My Mom, I Love My Sister" and "Young Ah Bin"—those were things I saw around that time. Every time I watched porn or read pornographic novels, I would masturbate. Back then, there were six people in a dorm, bunk beds, so I couldn't move too much for fear of disturbing the guys on the lower bunks. Sometimes I'd skip class, then I'd be alone in the room, able to do whatever I wanted. I tried wetting my penis with soap and then masturbating; it was so stimulating that I ejaculated quickly. Using saliva was also good; you could sneak around under the covers, it was very convenient. Most of the time, I did it dry, because it was cleaner and lasted longer.

I can't remember which year it was, but once I was browsing in a bookstore and saw a psychology book. I flipped through it and found a chapter on incest, so I read on out of curiosity. It told the story of a single mother and her son. I was stunned. I'd always read fictional stories online. But this one was real! It turns out such things really do happen! I remember the plot of this story very clearly: "The boy lost his father at a young age and lived with his mother. They often bathed together casually. His mother would wash his penis, and he would close his eyes comfortably. His mother would giggle and have him wash his genitals, but he didn't find it attractive and wasn't very sexually aroused. They always slept together. Later, when the boy entered junior high school, he woke up one night to find he had ejaculated. His mother changed his underwear, and the next day she made him sleep in a different bed. The boy wasn't used to it, and when his penis got hard, he wanted his mother to massage it, but she told him to just pee. One night, the boy couldn't sleep, so his mother gave him a glass of milk with a sedative added. In the middle of the night, the boy woke up to find his mother naked and riding on top of him. That's how their sexual relationship began. Even after the boy went to university, his mother would often visit him and have him sleep in a hotel at night." That night, I masturbated many times under the covers (don't misunderstand, the object of my fantasies was a fictional mature woman, or perhaps the boy's mother, not my own). Later, I went to the bookstore several more times to look at that book. Once, after finishing it, I couldn't resist and masturbated in the bathroom after returning to school. :)

Now I'm a graduate student, but I still masturbate frequently, though not as uncontrollably as I was in middle school. Occasionally, I visit pornographic websites to look at pictures and read erotic literature, and sometimes I download movies using BitTorrent. I find that incest stories are still the most stimulating, although very few are well-written, most are quite unrealistic, but a few are very good and feel very real.

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