In the Onania Masturbator Forum, a Masturbator Wrote:
I am once again reminded of just how wonderful a good hand-fucking can be. It was two days ago and I can still feel it, the lasting satisfaction of two orgasms, and the warm memory of hours of intense pleasure.
It was nothing unusual for me, about four hours of active masturbation. I started right after my wife left for work, took a shower then stayed nude all morning. I browsed for new porn, then checked the sex forums I participate in. Read a couple of e-mails, posted on a forum or two, checked out a few profiles.
After watching several guys stroking on cam I hooked my camera up and joined the fun. I was on two sites at once, casually interacting with strangers, stimulated by the fact that they were getting turned on looking at my penis, and at how naughty the whole scenario was, like bad boys jerking together in their hideout.
Eventually I hooked up with a guy who wanted to go one on one with skype. A nice large clear picture, he had a big springy dick and was very excited. Less than five minutes later he shot a great load, then logged off. I wasn’t ready to stop having fun, so I switched to my porn archive, and stared at videos of people fucking. One couple after another, on and on, dozens of them, all types of girls, all sorts of dicks. Then I had an excellent orgasm.
Half an hour later I was feeling horny again, so I went back into the archive and spent fifteen minutes building up to another excellent climax. Done for the day, feeling great.
This was more of a big deal for me than it used to be. I have been an enthusiastic recreational masturbator since I was twelve years old, at least once a day no matter what else was going on in my life. Most days it was several times, plus periodic binges of all-day solo sex. Mostly plain old hand-fucking, but adding kinks as I got older – sex toys, lingerie, self photography, on-line camming.
I opted for early retirement at age 58, still pretty close to my sexual prime. It was wonderful having the time and privacy I needed for my favorite activity. I masturbated regularly every morning, again most afternoons, and sometimes continuously all day.
But earlier this year my wife semi-retired, dropping from working four or five days a week to just two. She does not share my enthusiasm for masturbation, or probably even know about it. To spare her feelings, and afford myself maximum freedom for sexual indulgence, I only masturbate when she is not home.
When she goes out for errands or to work in the garden, I usually give myself a quickie. But it is only when she is gone all day that I can thoroughly enjoy myself, solo sex for hours at a time. And two days a week is just not enough for me.
So what is a boy to do? I go on trips, ostensibly for my project, but also so I can play with my penis any time I want and for as long as I want. Sometimes I stay in hotels, but usually in my camper, my masturbatorium on wheels. It is clean, warm, comfortable, and above all private. I can linger in camp all morning, or all day for that matter, or stop in a highway rest area, having fun every time I get that urgent feeling, playing with my penis day and night.
My solo-sexual camping trips have long been a major part of my life. But now they have gained new importance as the only way I can fully indulge my sexual needs.
I had a great half-day of sex two days ago, but nothing since, not enough alone-time. So I am planning my next trip – five to seven days on the road, sex every day. Probably sex all day at least once or twice. Life is good.
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