People say 12 but i dont think there is a normal age. I think you start masturbating when you think your ready to or atleast when you know how.
There is no "normal" age. Just start trying it when you're ready. Generally a sign that you're ready is when you start having wet dreams. I only started masturbating when I was 14 because I didn't really know how to before then even though I had teh spermz and that :embarrassed:
I was 11 - 12, and had just started Senior School. I had started having wet dreams, but didn't know what they were - I just felt really awkward about it becaue I thought I had simply started wetting the bed. Then, one day at school during break, there was some sort of excitement going on outside the Boys' toilets that so-and-so, a classmate of mine, was going to have a wank. Well, I didn't have the foggiest idea what it meant, and I imagine that neither did most of the other boys, but like me they could tell it was something sexual, and therefore held a natural fascination. He was always admired by all the other boys for the size of his penis, which was longer than mine, although much thinner. As he started beating off I could feel myself getting hard as well, but once again, didn't realise why. Then came the moment when he shot out something that looked like phlegm, and it was obvious by his reactions that this was something that really felt good. For pretty much the rest of that day at school I had a perpetual erection as I couldn't get what I had seen out of my mind, so as soon as I got home it was straight to my bedroom, stripped & laid on my bed copying what I had seen a few hours earlier. In no time I found the natural grip & rhythm and continued until I felt certain I was going to wet myself again, as I thought I had been doing lately in my sleep, but was past the point of caring. This felt so good, I just decided it didn't matter any more. Then it happened - My penis exploded with spurt after spurt, each with such an orgasmic force behind it that I don't think I have ever experienced since. Not only that, but it just kept coming, so much that I didn't think it would stop. Eventually, though, it did stop, and as soon as I had got my breath back I set about another session, over and over again, until the head became so sensitive that it burned at the slightest touch. Only then did I realise why my mother, who was a paediatric nurse, had begun putting hand towels on my bedside table shortly after I had begun 'wetting the bed'. She was obviously fully aware of what the wet patches on the sheets really were, and consequentally what the next stage of my pubescent development was bound to be. Needless to say, once I had discovered masturbation the wet dreams ceased.
Bad news I'm afraid - people who ask plonker questions like this havn't the brains to ever start. Back to the coloring in book.
