LW is addicted to his own penis:
… For some reason, the thought of how good my cock felt in my hands really struck me. Even my balls felt really good in my hands. In fact, my cock felt so good with my hand wrapped around it.
For a few minutes, I wondered if I might be addicted to my cock? Yeah, I am. I really love how it feels. The warmth of blood in my cock, the ultra-smooth skin, and it’s firmness and fullness. It might be like holding a steel handgun, solid and heavy. …
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masturbators said:
I have a major project I’m supposed to be working on, due in June. It’s something that I enjoy and want to do well on. And yet … and yet … all I can think of is masturbation. I want to do it, to blog about it, to chat about it. I can keep my thoughts focused on the project for a few minutes or maybe an hour, but masturbation is always in the background, calling to me. I’m like a swimmer in a strong current: I can make progress, but it’s an effort; and when I relax for just a moment I’m swept away.
I know why I’m like this. Years of masturbating, especially long slow marathon edging, have burned the urge deep into my brain. It’s always there, waiting for me to give in. I’m everything the anti-masturbation sites warn about.
Has chronic masturbation brought you to this point? Can you still concentrate when you need to?
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I clearly cannot concentrate. I genuinely think if it weren’t for masturbation, I could be president, or a senator…..or something. But that is an "if" the size of Texas. I can no more quit masturbating–and all of my supportive kinks along with it–than I could breathing.
Luckily, the Good Lord blessed me with a decent amount of skills, so I can function decently in society at what is really only about "half throttle".
What a blessing and a curse!
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I always think of the same thing: how much better off in life’s material and spiritual rewardsI could have been if not for the constant insatiable companion between my legs. But as you say, a blessing and a curse. So few males ever know the intensity of gratification that we enjoy every day as chronic masturbators.
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I know I’m late but just read this. Used to be a much bigger problem
when I was single.
Oddly enough it became a problem with the first Onania group! So much
to read and view (and play with my cock to) that it really took up a
lot of time. I tend to go thru phases. I’ll waste a ton of time
masturbating daily for awhile then get real busy with other stuff and
slow down.
I went on a trip a couple weeks ago and had to go several days without
it! Thought I was gonna explode. (And did when I was able.) Had to
stop by a vacant home I’m selling for a half hour, so I bought some
old porn at a pop culture store and jacked off in the empty house
which was fun…almost wish I could have spent hours there doing it
over and over.
Good thing about my job is that the deadlines are insane when work
comes in so it forces me to hunker down, then I jack off after I’m
done as my reward.
One of the only good things about not having the old site is that I
was able to focus and concentrate more.
(Now I just have to balance this new one!)
a masturbator said:
My greatest pleasures come from the edging that I do as I post
my ideas on sexual themes and my powerlessness over my need to be
hard and erotically charged for hours. I write, polish, and write
again until I feel I am admitting my turgid tease toy is in control
and must have me at the end of my pleasure endurance for it to be
satisfied. My sessions cannot be quick because I am addicted to
mind blowing orgasms and I suffer greatly when I am not bursting
hard and completely out of control when I make a mess. I like to
think of confession and spanking when I am very close to cumming
and "banging my bell" is a favorite image of mine. I kind of have
the other problem of some here who do it many times a day.
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This is my main way of enhancing masturbation, too. I sit gazing at my
favorite fantasy pics and write (or scribble) my masturbation fantasies with
one hand while I stroke my lubricated penis with the other. All the original
PeterFiles stories were written this way, in one or more masturbatory
reveries. I write for about 1-2 hours, until I can’t hold back my
ejaculation any longer. Then I take up where I left off next time.
In fact, writing my first PeterFiles fantasy is how I discovered how to
prolong masturbation (edging). I had never dreamed it was possible to remain
aroused almost to orgasm for hours at a time. The unnatural intensity of
this practice is what really got me totally addicted, as opposed to just
being a frequent masturbator.
I rarely polish the stories for publication; I am too tempted to go on to
the next. By now I have hundreds of handwritten pages. I recently began my
podcasturbation and PeterFiles Audio series, so I can make some sort of
sharable capture even while I masturbate.
a masturbator said:
For many years i was the “freeway flier” and loved every minute of it.
i would drive down the freeway, my rear view mirror adjusted to the
side so i could see out the front passenger window. With that in place
i unzipped and pulled out my cock and stroked it. i would my van
drive in the fast lane being careful as to who i exposed myself to.
When a lady drove up beside me that i was interested in i would pace
her and see if she would look. i was watched constantly and honestly
95% of the women that saw me watched and paced me til i could not hold
back any longer.
One late afternoon i was driving south on the 5, not in a highly
populated area. i was looking at a pocket magazine with a very hot
picture on the back cover, which i held in my left hand on the
steering wheel as i drove. i looked to my right and in the slow lane
there was a red Jeep Cherokee. There were four ladies in the car and
they were all in their early twenties and hot, every one of them.
i slowed a bit, looking in the mirror. In a few seconds the blonde
behind the driver was pointing at me. She saw the magazine and now
they were all looking as the driver slowly pulled across the lanes and
was now beside me. They were all laughing. Now the lady behind the
driver saw more than the magazine. i could see her eyes. She raised
up and i could see her eyes following my hand up and down my cock.
Now the lady in shotgun and the one behind her were also raised up and
watching me stroking. They all laughed and the first lady was now
moving her hand up and down as they watched.
i could feel the precum start to flow. i looked down to see a BIG
drop oozing from my cock head. i stopped stroking and pulled up on my
cock, making even more precum ooze. i scooped it up and raised my
finger to my lips, opened my mouth and sucked it and licked it off.
They all just stared, mouths open then laughed again. i was SOOOOOO
turned on. My hand went back to my cock, now stroking faster.
i had been in the car stroking before they caught me for a good 15-20
minutes and now with them following me for another 10 at least. i
knew that when i came it would be a monster stream and i wanted them
to see that. i brought myself close to cumming, lots of precum, then
once again scooped it up and ate it. The first lady now rolled her
window down and proceeded to literally hang out the window with her
hand moving up and down. The driver honked her horn repeatedly and
they all screamed, but they all kept watching.
i pretended that i did not even see them. i could tell they were all
frustrated. i was so close to cumming. i sped up my masturbating, my
cock slick with precum, getting closer and closer. i knew i was only
seconds from cumming. i arched my hips up, my face directly over my
throbbing cock and EXPLODED. i glanced at the mirror and they were
all staring, eyes following the spurting sperm. The first squirt hit
me directly on the face, then another and another, just as i had
planned.
i usually shoot hard but this was above and beyond. Again and again i
shot, more and more cum over my face and now arching up and falling
back onto my hand. They were still laughing but staring intently as i
slowed. i looked at the cum on my lap and could feel it dripping on
my face. i lifted my hand up and proceeded to lick the hot sperm from
my hand as the driver once again honked and honked. Now i wiped the
dripping cum from my face and licked it from my hand.
They were going nuts. i was breathing so hard now and they were
yelling and still honking. My cock was still rock hard and pulsing.
i squeezed and pulled out the last drops of my thick cum and licked my
fingers clean. i put my hands back on the wheel and pushed on the
accelerator. i watched as they fell behind. In a few miles, we were
in an area that at the time had very few homes, i pulled off the
freeway and to the side. There was nothing around me. i was a good
100-150 feet off the offramp. i leaned back, closed my eyes and
slowly stroked my cock.
i was startled to a knock on my window. It was the driver of the Jeep
and to my right were two of the ladies, now all of them staring as i
stroked my cock. She motioned me to roll down the window. Sheepishly
i did. This had never happened before.
“Well pervert, do you always do that on the freeway?” she said with a
smile.
“Sometimes,” i said sheepishly.
She leaned her head into the van and looked around. i had taken out
my middle seats when i had the van carpeted and panels put in.
“I think we need a repeat performance,” she said. “What do you think
about that?”
“um, what do you mean?”
“Get in the back seat ladies, the show is about to open.” With that
the side door opened and the two ladies on that side climbed into the
rear seat as did the lady with the driver.
“Now,” she said softly, “either you climb back there and give us a
show or we take down your license number and tell the police about the
horrible pervert on the freeway, any questions?”
i just turned and climbed over the center console. She walked around
and got into the van. Now the four of them were sitting on my back
seat smiling.
“Well,” she said, “let’s go. Show us what you do.”
i reached to the side and pulled a duffel bag i had to the side.
“What’s in the bag?” one of the ladies asked.
“Oh, just stuff,” i told her.
She reached out and grabbed the bag from me and deftly unzipped it.
The look on her face was of shock. She reached in and pulled out a
dildo then another then a vibrator. My face was so hot. i just
looked down.
“What do you do with these?” she asked, laughing.
“They belong to my girlfriend,” i said.
“Oh sure,” she shot back, “I know exactly what they are for.”
She lifted the lube bottle out of the bag next.
“I’m sure your girlfriend needs this,” she said snidely. “These are
for him ladies, he really is a pervert.”
She threw me the lube and a dildo.
“Show us what you do with it pervert,” she said as she now howled.
“This thing is HUGE, I don’t think I could take it in me.”
The all laughed hard now. i looked at them and for the first time
felt totally humiliated.
“What do you mean?” i asked.
“Don’t give us this crap,” she said, “show us what you do with the
lube and dildo.”
i now slid off my shoes, then pants and boxers. My cock was raging
hard now. i set the dildo on the floor and proceeded to lube it up
and my ass. i then straddled the dildo, holding it firmly, and slowly
sat down on it. She picked my favorite. It is modeled after Jeff
Stryker, a porn star of that era. It is almost 10″ long and a full 8″
around. i groaned as i sat on it. They all stared as it disappeared
and it was now all the way deep in me.
“Fuck that ass pervert,” the driver ordered, “and stroke that cock.
We want a show.”
As i raised up and down on the big dildo i began to moan which made
them laugh even harder. They talked back and forth, urging me to
stroke harder.
i think i fucked myself with that dildo harder that day than ever
before. i knew i was close to cumming again.
“i’m gonna cum, please may i cum?” i whimpered.
“Do it pervert,” the driver urged, “catch it all in your hand and show
us how much you like it.”
i looked in their eyes and moaned so loud. i arched my hips forward
then back, driving the dildo deep into me as i EXPLODED into my hand
to their delight. Spurt after spurt, filling my hand again with my
sperm. My heart was racing now as i lifted my hand to my mouth and
licked as they all stared in amazement. i now sat, breathing hard,
the dildo still deep in me.
“Let’s go girls,” the driver said. “Bye pervert.”
With that they opened the door and all jumped out, leaving the door
wide open. i could not believe they just left so fast. i quickly
pulled the dildo from me and reached for my towel under my seat,
cleaned up and dressed. i was sweating and still breathing hard as i
closed the door and climbed over the seat then drove off.
i still periodically fly down the freeways and would LOVE to put on a
show for ladies as they drive and watch or let them “catch” me parked
on a deserted road so they can just watch. i also LOVE to be on my
web cam and play for you with my new machine. It has an attachment
that i place a dildo on, get on all fours and back onto it. It
thrusts up to 130 times a minute. i’d LOVE to let one or more ladies
watch me with it in person or on my web cam.
When I saw this photo, I couldn’t help myself. I jerked off for
The Porn Librarian
I went to library school but ended up working in the adult industry instead. I’m sure that happens to a lot of librarians. Now I get to catalog copious amounts of pornography and use the Women’s Studies degree that many deemed worthless.
a masturbator said:
One of my experiences in public masturbation was at an adult movie
theater. I had gotton off work about 6 am and was going though
Hollywood when I passed this adult movie house. I decided to go in.
It was cold and dark and there we maybe three others in the place. I
took a position between two of them, on behind me to the right the
other in front and to my left. John Holms was the star with a BIG Cock.
The guy in front seem to be doing something but I could not see and the
guy behind me just sat there. As I watched the movie I secretly unzip
my pants and took out my cock and started rubbing the tip trying not to
look like I was jerken off. Holms was ejectulating when the guy behind
me stood up exposed his hard cock and started shoot cum all over the
seats in front of him. He was talking to john saying suck this load.
He turned and saw me transfixed with his cock and continued to rub it
squeezing more cum out of the tip. At this point my cock decided it
was time to be seen so I stood up just as it started to squirt.
Catching me totally off guard my body was half seated and half standing
with my cock shooting. Still fixed on the cock above me I heard a
voice saying shoot it babe shoot it. Turned to see the other guy
standin with his cock out stroken. By now I have my cum all over me and
am saging back in my seat just in time to enjoy the other guy shooting.
We sat for a few minutes then realize that the other person in the room
had left. I got scared zipped up and left right away hoping that they
did not call the cops. I did not go back there ever again.
Thanks for the outlet
I like it when my wife describes my cumming as i jerk for her and she
is rubbing her pussy and having an orgasm. To bad I can’t tell her
that if I could we would do it that way all the time. Well maybe
someday
a masturbator said:
That’s how I define myself … solosexual. I am totally and
completely addicted to masturbation. It’s not for lack of willing
partners. I have a wife and have had a girlfriend on the side. It’s
just that nothing is as hot for me as the pleasure I give myself.
Given the opportunity, I cannot resist spending the entire day or
weekend lost in masturbation and porn.
My memories of being compulsive masturbator go back to when my
grandmother caught me doing it when I was 6 years old. I may have
been masturbating before that but I have such wonderful memories of
my nasty fun since that day. Some groups discourage childhood
discussions. So, let’s just leave it with the fact that I was a very
kinky little boy.
I just joined the group a day or so ago. I’m ususally more of a
lurker. But, I saw some familiar names. And, I even came yesterday
reading some of the posts from you little hotties. Just had to
introduce myself.
Of course, I’m interested in the recent posts about pornography.
Porn has always been at the core of my masturbation. It began with
the underwear section of the Sears catalog. When I was a little
older, I began riding my bicycle to the drug store to shoplift
Playboy magazines. I’ve always had a huge collection hidden away to
feed my playtime. Unlimited internet porn has been the most
wonderful thing that has happened to me.
I’ve always been pushing my masturbation envelope…always looking
for something a little more kinky or nasty to do to myself. The
internet has allowed my tastes in porn to mirror my kink of the
moment … no kink has been too far out for me … but, regardless of
the kink, I’m always looking for those scenes that focus on people
enjoying their genitals.
In recent years, I seem to really enjoy pics and moves of naked hard
men pleasuring theselves or just displaying themselves for everyone’s
enjoyment. I can so identify with how they are feeling … hot,
hard and totally sexed up. Really don’t care about the labels of
straight or gay. The only one that applies to me is solosexual.
I know I’m totally out of control … musturbation is my life … and
I love everything about it.
a masturbator shares with a freind
…THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKIN’ BOUT!!! COAT THOSE TITS!!!!" TP yelled as the stud onscreen pulled out and creamed a beautiful set of knockers. With that we both went over the edge. "I’M CUMMING," he croaked. "HERE IT CUMS…CUM WITH ME …AAAAAAAHHHHH!!" His words of release screamed from his lips and white spurts burst from the tip of his cock. I watched for two or three seconds, mesmerized, as his hands slid up and down his shaft, coaxing all of the come from deep in his balls when my own cum blasting started. Then he world went white; rope after rope spewed forth from my cock as I bucked and lurched my way through orgasm. The sensations were too much, I could barely handle it. The tip of my cock was so sensitive it was almost painful the way cum shot out of it with each stroke. And with each stroke another rope of cum was brought out from the very depths of me, further lathering up my cock and making it even more sensitive. Milky liquid pooling on the towel, TP fell forward swaying, still breathing heavily as aftershocks trembled through his body, cum still spurting from his dick. Our semen mixed and mingled on the cum catcher towel as we came and came and came. We sprayed for an eternity it seemed. I lost the power of speech; grunts and groans were all I was capable of but the cum flowed on. My balls were on fire as my cock kept trying to pump semen out. I was dry blasting but I couldn’t stop my hand, it felt so good! ….
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