Tag: puberty

  • There was more hair than I remembered. Under my arms, what used to be just bare skin or maybe one or two awkward strands was now actual patches — not thick, not wild, but real. The kind of hair you don’t mistake for a kid’s. And below my belly button, the line of hair was more defined now, darker, like it had a destination. My pubic hair wasn’t just fuzz anymore — it had grown in, rougher, curlier, spreading out instead of hiding. My legs too: I always had light hair there, but now it looked like it belonged to someone older. My calves, my thighs — not covered, but definitely not smooth anymore. And there was this weird feeling in my chest — not quite pride, not quite embarrassment. Just… the realization that I was changing. That I already had.

    Name: EriicAge: 15
    1. What is your situation foreskin?uncircumcised
    2. How big is your penis flaccid?4-5 cm
    3. How big is your penis erect?9-10 cm
    4. How big are your testicles?between 2 to 3 cm
    5. How is your noticeable body hair growing?
    — Facial hairLittle
    — Armpit hairBarely there, maybe a few fine strands
    — Arm hairFine and light, mostly visible under bright light
    — Chest hairNone
    — Pubic hairJust a small patch at the base, soft and lightly curled
    — Anus hairNearly smooth, with perhaps the first few strands appearing
    — Leg hairLight fuzz on shins, sparse and soft
    6. Did your voice broke?Yes, I did
    7. Have you ever had spontaneous erections?Yes, I have
    8. Have you ever had first ejaculated?Yes, I have
    9. Have you ever had sex?No, I haven’t

  • A lot has changed this year—I’ve gotten taller, stronger, and hair has started growing in new places including my private parts. I’ve even had my first wet dreams and tried masturbating, though I still haven’t figured out how to actually finish. Another very important thing about becoming an adult is that you will eventually be able to have children. I masturbated every day. Well, it’s kind of embarrassing for me to talk about this, especially with my parents. I think my parents were the type to avoid such discussions. They trusted the school’s sexual education curriculum to handle such issues as health, development, diseases, and types of protection… um…It’s all so confusing, especially since my parents never gave me “the talk.” Most of what I know comes from school or the internet.

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  • When I stepped out of the shower and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Oh shit! I noticed a few hairs starting to pop up! I bent over to take a closer look, feeling this rush of excitement that I was finally getting some hair. Maybe soon, I’d have armpit hair too! It took me back to when I was 12, and I first saw those little hairs above my dick. I was so intrigued by pubic and armpit hair on guys.

    I didn’t really know much about sex or whether I was gay or straight back then, but every time I was at the pool or a football game, seeing those teenage boys raise their arms drove me wild. My little dick would get hard, and I wouldn’t know what to do with those feelings, but I couldn’t deny how much seeing their armpits turned me on. Then one of my friends clued me in on what a fetish was, and that kind of changed things for me. I wouldn’t say I have a strong preference for hairy, but I definitely don’t mind some stubble, and a clean-shaven look can be nice too. It’s all just part of this journey I’m on, I guess.

  • I can remember getting a hard-on from age 12, or maybe even earlier. I always knew that it happened, but I suppose even then it was something so private that it never got discussed with my parents or anyone else. My friend’s older brother exclaimed “my wiener’s stiff”. I knew instantly what he meant, and I realized that my prepubescent erections were shared by others. I never had really noticed that it had grown in the last few months. When a friend shared his experienced things throughout puberty. For instance, he’d write the date and age when he first started getting facial hair or when he first started getting pubic hair. So, I would have loved to have like taken a picture every day or week from like 12 years old to see how much I changed. Because most changes are very slow of course, It would’ve been great to look back and see how much I’ve changed. I just think it’s a good way to keep a timeline. Does anyone else do this?

  • When I went to the swimming pool this morning, in the dressing room I inadvertently noticed a boy of about age 9 had some pubic hair growing just above his penis. He had a black 1 cm long strand of pubic hair. I thought boys went through puberty approximately around ages 11-12. I was really shocked because I remember first noticing a few stray hairs around my penis a while ago, perhaps when I was around 12. But I’d say the more noticeable pubic hair, the tiny follicles above and beside my penis, really started appearing when I was closer to 12 and a half. At that time true pubic hairs appeared as tiny little follicles above the base of my penis as well as right beside it. Slowly, they got more numerous and grew longer. I’m now 14 (my voice hasn’t broken yet though). So, is it normal for a 9-year-old boy to start growing pubic hair?

    I don’t remember any about the last dream if there was anybody else near me but that’s not important. When I awoke, I remember wondering what was going on but then it immediately sunk in I was having a wet dream. The quantity of semen that stained my shorts was a lot. AMAZING to say the least!!!

  • I vaguely recall experimenting with touching myself when I had a boner, without really knowing what I was doing or having a name for it like ‘masturbation’ as I understand it now. I believe I entered puberty within a year or so, because I had wet dreams and had pubic hair although my dick was a little boy’s tool, maybe 3″ in erection.

    It’s like this:
    You’re turned on.
    You start stroking it.
    You don’t really feel anything.
    For a while, it’s just methodical stroking.
    Finally, you “get into the groove”. It becomes natural, organic, you don’t want to stop.
    And Cummm.

  • As I stood in front of the mirror, the changes were undeniable. My reflection no longer resembled the carefree child I once knew, but someone different—someone growing, evolving. I traced the outline of my face, noticing how the once soft edges had sharpened, how my skin seemed to stretch differently over my bones. A quiet discomfort stirred within me, a strange blend of excitement and uncertainty. It wasn’t just the way I looked, though. There was something deeper, something shifting inside me. My body was changing in ways I hadn’t expected. I watched as my hands dropped to my sides, my fingers nervously brushing over my thighs. Everything felt… different. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t exactly how I imagined it either.

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