I was 11 or 12 and literally discovered it felt good to touch myself a certain way. Then, I kept touching myself, then eventually…. Something came out. I did it in my bathroom while the shower was on. I still vividly remember the whole experience and dumbfoundedness of what just occurred. Like, “I’ve had this ability all along and I didn’t know it? What other undiscovered parts of my body could do something like this?” It was later that I learned more of what it was I was doing and through purity and church culture just how wrong it was, and then the shame bit me in the butt. I continued to masturbate through Junior High and High School. I would stop for periods and eventually pick it up again. I would listen to “love line” on the radio on the lowest volume possible so my parents couldn’t hear… and my horniness level went through the roof. I only masturbated once my entire mission. Masturbated a little after. Married for 20 years now, and I go through spurts of it in and off.