Open masturbation allowed in the home growing up

I grew up in a very prudish and sexually repressive family. Masturbation was taboo in my childhood home. I wasn't even lucky enough to be able to masturbate in my bedroom. I had to wait until my parents thought that I was asleep to before I could stroke my favorite "toy". Also, when the weather was nice, I would sneak off to the woods, get naked and play with myself.

 

I know how you feel my mom would tell me the same thing but I still masturbated and I still masturbate and I will never stop masturbating it feels really good why stop

 

I knew of a home where the boys were encouraged to masturbate and it was spoken of openly. I don't know how the boys turned out, but they would have not had the shame and need to hide it, that I had. I wish there were more people like that. One comment from the mother was, "Just don't do it in front of your grandmother". Imagining the look on a grandmother's face to see a boy pull out his cock and work it up. I'd like to see that.

 

I didn't wish for or necessarily look for my parents approval, but it would have been nice if they would have not shamed me and made me feel guilty. They made me feel like I was doing something wrong, something sacrilegious and something physically harmful. It still didn't stop me. It felt extremely good. I enjoyed doing it and it was a lot of fun!!! I think they would have taken my penis away from me and not given it back until I turned 18, if they could have.

 

I was lucky, my parents and the parents of my friends took it for granted.

 

Yes I was allowed to masturbate. Or at least my parents tolerated it because my hormones were raging. I had some conversations with mom and dad when I was younger and they educated me on how it was a private act to be done either in the bedroom or bathroom etc. As a kid my parents told me I was not to close my bedroom door, I didn't need to. We were open about nudity and sex in the home so I remember when I got my first desktop PC in my room I spent a lot of time naked reading erotic stories looking at nudist websites. My parents would ignore it but there were times when they would need to walk by my room for something and there were tissues, Vaseline and I was either naked or in my briefs lol. I would close out the browser, cover up and open my homework but they were not stupid. I remember I would hide all of the tissues with cum in them under my bed (no clue why I did that). My mom came in one day and went straight to the bed, lifted up the dust ruffle and said "you need to start throwing these away." I was surprised she just picked them up with her bare hands but she got a little something on her finger so she went straight to the sink to wash up. One day I was stroking to a story naked with a blanket over my lap. My mom came in and leaned against the doorway to tell me she was going out or something. I happened to be just on the verge of shooting. So a few spurts went on the floor. She was a bit puzzled at first and then told me to "please clean that up and stop making a mess on the floor!" A bit later in about the 6th grade my Dad let me use his KY because I was going crazy with Vaseline but that's a story for another time.

 

Oh, hell, no! My parents were "forever" telling me not to play with the thing between my legs and I would find out that the thing between my legs had other uses outside of peeing... although I learned how to have sex before I was taught how to masturbate by a friend. After that? Kept it under wraps and as much as I could and I grew up and realized that I hadn't been fooling my parents and like I thought I was, so it went from "don't touch that thing" to "stop using up all of the toilet paper." It wasn't exactly permission, couldn't be done openly although I got walked in on by both parents a few times and the only thing said was that reminder to not use up all of the toilet paper - they never took any "steps" to make me stop masturbating so I guess that counts for something.

 

Nope...it was never even talked about but in my early teens, i had to either do it in the bathroom (standing over the toilet) or my bedroom, my dad definitely knew, momma maybe.

 

I think telling me that it was wrong just piqued my curiosity and made me want to do it that much more!!!!!

 

same. I started really early and I’m in love with it still now

 

That's pretty much my upbringing too. I would have died if I was caught by my parents, so I had to sneak out into the woods or secluded beach areas and jerk off there. When my parents were gone, I used to jerk in the mirror, watching myself.

 

I wouldn't have died if my parents caught me, but they would have "killed" me! I spent plenty of time masturbating in the woods. There's nothing like cumming while lying in the grass naked and soaking up the sun!!!

 

That sounds so awesome

 

My parents didn't really care, but there were rules of course.

 

I'm intrigued! Rules like what?

 

- Clean up after yourself.
- No aiming at anyone
- No jacking when people are over
Basically the things that are a given

 

Oh, okay!

 

My parents were prudes and I could only masturbate when I had the house to myself. I didn't have the house to myself very much and that could be why I enjoy masturbating outside in nature.

 

Might sound weird or perverted. But my dad showed me what masturbating was, I was a teenager when he showed me and we do it once or twice a week since. We've jerked each other off too. He sucked til I came but never let me blow him. When I was in my 20s my brother would jerk off with us. I'm 48 dads 68 and still jerk off together

 

My dad was too conservative. As a teen I never knew anyone sucked cocks. I'd have liked it if he was open like tgat