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.
Sometimes I amaze myself
This morning I was at the end of the lifecycle of a cialis pill, but my gf and I managed to have a nice little fuck, but we didn’t cum and weren’t ready to quit. After I starting losing my erection I let my semi-soft cock dangle against her crack. It was still slippery from the lube and her juicy pussy. I rocked against her for a time, and played with her nipples. It felt pretty good and I was getting excited again, although not very hard. I rolled off to take a break and she started stroking my cock. This started feeling really good and I soon took over myself.
I was stroking away, kneeling between her legs and staring at her pussy as I stroked. She was mostly just lying there listening to me moan. The moans must have started getting to her, as she started rubbing her clit. This always gets me going, especially when she jammed a couple of fingers inside her cunt. I then started to get hard and the feeling was great. I finally felt an orgasm starting and I blew my load all over her pussy.
Then we went out to eat and run some errands. I went home later and was messing about the house. I started feeling some twinges “down there.” I wasn’t doing anything important, and I figured, what the hell. I went into bedroom and took my clothes off. I lay on the bed and started playing with my cock. It didn’t take long at all to get really hard. It felt pretty good and I thought it would feel even better with some lube, so I put some on. Now I was going pretty good, but I couldn’t quite cum. This went on for a while, almost cumming a few times, but ending up having to back off and rest.
Finally I thought “I need some porn.” I went to the computer and fired it up. I watched a couple of blowjob videos, including one with Heather Brooks, who has amazing deep-throat talents. Again, it was feeling great, but I needed more inspiration. I played one of my old favorites, “Couple I Feel Myself.” It’s got a very attractive couple (damn cute blond), amatuers, I believe. It starts very slowly, and it takes a while for them to even get undressed. They start playing with each other. She sucks his cock some, then he starts eating her pussy. By this time I was getting really hot and finally blew my load well before the guy in the video. And it (mine) was a pretty good load, considering it was my second of the day.
I know that’s not a record or anything, even for my age, but I was just happy to get off again, because I have such a hard time usually. Hell, I’m happy when I get a hard-on, but that’s nearly every day, so I’m pretty much a happy guy. And it’s a real bonus if I cum – especially twice!
Oh, did I mention I’m 69?