I was 18 the first time I walked into an adult theater. 1982. I had been driving by threre and the other adult book stores in the city. Too afraid I’d get carded if I went in the door. I remember the anticipation of going and the hardon I had most of the night before while I tried to sleep. Didn’t know what I’d find there but thought I could at least find a seat out of the way to either pull penis out of my fly or even run my hands over it through my pants.
We all know the stories where family men are watching porn from Internet and masturbating entire night, many nights, years,… The woman feels inadequate, rejected and thinks that there must be something wrong in her as her man rather looks porn. This puts major pressure on the relationship. Sometimes it can be saved and sometimes not. I think that the reason why things go that way, and what actually is the problem, is that those couples who can not find the ‘common factor’ in the porn/masturbation are in trouble. Like my wife encourages my masturbation in order to get more power over me. It works because the abuse and humiliation she gives to me is the hottest thing on earth to me. It’s intoxicating when I get the feeling that she’ being genuinely mean to me. So more I masturbate more she gets.
Sam had jokingly referred to the den computer, with it’s lazy-boy recliner and TV-sized screen, as a deluxe porn station. The conversation had gone quickly from there, and ended with Brian’s permission to use the widescreen computer to masturbate while they were away, as long as he and Sam kept a hidden folder and each filled it with the most provocative images they came across while lounging back and jerking off to internet porn.
Thought I’d post a bit of fiction that’s relevant to the group. I wrote this a while ago and break it out once in a while when I’m ready to finish a bate session with a nice splashy orgasm. There’s something extra horny about reading erotica you’ve written specifically for your own tastes – not to mention the memories of all the masturbating you did while writing it :) Enjoy! Continue reading →
I hate it when people think that women do not like sex or masturbation as much as men. I love both, and have been very horny for most of my life. I date long distance to a very erotic, fun loving, adventure seeking man, but he is not always around so yes I have to masturbate. I would more than likely masturbate even if he was around on a regular basis. (He does like to see me play with myself) I found this site one day as I was masturbating and am writing this as I am masturbating. I do it almost daily, yesterday i masturbated 3 times and this is my second today. It does take me a long time to cum, but maybe also like many men on this site that I love to prolong the great feelings that masturbation brings.
Although we all have our unique interests and habits, there are some tendencies that the majority of us probably have in common. I’ll list a few for your masturbatory amusement – see if you can recognize yourself.
“Oh, it looks like she’s waiting for you,” Emily said, spotting Mrs. Young standing out on the shaded front porch of Ashley’s robin’s egg blue house. “Is your Mother still masturbating you?” she asked.
Ashley got off the bus, turned around and waited. After a few of the other students came down the steps and started on their own ways home, Ashley spotted Emily’s long brown hair, which went down almost to her waist. Emily was taller than Ashley by a few inches, and was on the skinny side. Today she was wearing a simple pale yellow t-shirt under an unfashionable brown cardigan, with a light blue skirt, blue tights and brown Mary Janes. Continue reading →
So, really, masturbation can be–and is for me–way more than a solution to a problem. It is an expression of self. Eric Francis expresses this well in his writings and suggests sharing masturbation with others, in order to share oneself. I find this resonant, and it is why I’ve tried to meet others with similar masturbatory interests. My goal is to find others who love their practice in the same way and want to support one another in their arousal. My goal is as well to find a woman to spend my life with who celebrates this aspects of the self and feels as proud of and inspired by masturbation as I do.
In college, I met up with a girl who hung out with a blues band, and was in the habit of picking up guys at gigs to bring home and fuck. I would wait in the living room until they left, and then lick her pussy, fuck her, cuddle and sleep. She said I was what was missing in her lifestyle, a loyal beta male to keep her company after she had sex. For me, it was some of the best sex I ever had. She didn’t usually cum if I fucked her, but for me cumming in her hot, wet freshly fucked pussy was incredibly awesome, way better than sex ‘alone’ with her.
Knowing another dude was cumming I pushed back my covers and reached for my shower towel on the floor by my bed – I groaned slowly edged myself to a frenzy let out a long sigh and erupted into my towel.
I have just finished reading most all the msgs that have been posted. I was totally aroused by sum of the posts and sum stirred memories of my own. I started on the road to mastubation at the age of 7…discovered my lil dick while sittin on the john…started rubbing it for sum reason and had one of those lil dry orgasms. It scared me of course but before the day was over I had done it six or seven times. I knew I had found something good. As I got a lil older I was showing other boys and girls how I masturbated and even got them to do it for me..yea, I played with them too when they’d let me. At 12 we started having sleep overs. I would instigate masturbation with the boys and we would jack each other and rub our dicks together…sometimes even, I would make them be real quite and we would listen to my mom and dad have intercourse. This gave us even better orgasms.. I think I was becoming addicted to masturbation as well as other dicks also. I fucked around with girls some in highschool but it was never satisfying. I would usually jackoff later. Before I forget it I may as well tell you also that I would get my dad’s shorts out of the laundry sumtimes and jackoff with and in them..even did it with my mom’s panties also. As I got older I was having sex more with men and regardless of what we did , masturbation was always part of it…sex wasn’t sex without sum dick stroking. I’m 47 now and totally addicted to masturbation. I haven’t had sex with anyone else in about five years and this is the way I want it to be from now on. Masturbation totally fulfills my needs. Of coure, my memories of what I have done adds to my pleasure also. Over the years I have developed several fantasies and fetishes, sum of which are very perverted and makes me blush when I think and talk of them but it also makes my penis very hard and the orgasms very good. I have also become addcited to porn and I guess it goes hand in hand. Something else I engage in frequently is PhoneSex…it’s amazing how many men I run into who utilizes Masturbation is their primary only or at least primary, form of sex. Masturbation pretty much takes precedence over my other activities. I have written myself into a major hardon and, as usual, my penis calls.