The Masturbator Pensées (Thoughts) is a collection of fragments written by chronic masturbators
I am in a hotel. I had a family wedding. This morning would be my fourth time masturbating in the hotel room this weekend. I brought my vibrator along for the trip. I am spread eagle and I got really wet easily this morning. I did circles around my kitty to wake her up. I woke her up all right and now I’ve been masturbating. I am not holding back on the noises that I make. I am naked and spread eagle just need to masturbate! I’m horny!
Ugh, I need this to happen more often to me! The only time I overheard someone fucking through the walls was late at night in my bathroom, right before I was about to shower. I was finishing shaving when I heard a moan come from the wall I share with other condo. I pressed my ear to it and heard clear as day, the sounds of the couple next door having loud, rough sex!
She was very verbal and filthy, saying things like “Fuck my nasty cunt,” and “Spank my clit.” My penis got so stiff and leaky listening in – I plopped right down on the toilet to stroke with them, and finished all over the wall when I heard him grunt in climax.
I had a magazine collection at college too. No girlfriends ever so that was my pussy experience.
Given how frequently I used porn vs how frequently my upstairs neighbour screwed girls, it’s surprising that I can only remember one time they intersected.
I was midway through a session, looking at the pretty young ladies my age with no clothes but big smiles and open legs. Then I heard the sound of voices upstairs followed by the familiar knocking. I recognized the girl’s accent, she was a Spanish exchange student I’d seen around. She was absolutely gorgeous, 18 or 19 like me at the time. My dick twitched in my hand when I realized it was her.
So I found a picture spread of a girl that looked similar; dark hair, dusky features. I finished my orgasm listening to the sound of the chick upstairs getting fucked looking at pictures of the porno girl on her back on a bed with legs open.
I love my cock, the look, feel and the feeling I get from it with I hold it in my hand. I love the feeling of my hand squeezing the shaft and sliding up and down the length from the base to the head. I love to rub my fingers under the helmet and to rub my palm in circles on the tip when my precum oozes. There is nothing about my masturbation that I do not love. Since my first orgasm grinding into a bed in my shorts while looking at a playboy when I was 10 or watching the 20 Minute Workout on TV. That feeling is just something that I have been 100% addicted to since my for first orgasm.
I recently confessed to an old girlfriend that when I first me her, I used to watch her at the apartment complex pool in her bikini. I would stare at her sexy ass and pussy and imagine what they looked like while I jerked off my cock and shot my load onto the floor. The funny thing is that if she knew that sooner, we would have gotten together sooner and she would have let me jerk off in front of her in her bikini’s while she encouraged me me to shoot my load for her. She was the first person to get me to masturbate in front of her. She was a pervert too and still is a pervert. Either way, I love my wife and I would never leave her for anyone, and I have no regrets. Wy wife can be perverted at times too, just not as often these days. Me on the other hand, my right hand that is, I’m always horny and thinking about sex and I do not see that changing any time soon and I love that.
My pussy does need pampering. I pamper her all the time. I use coconut oil to shave my pussy. It makes it feel so smooth and it looks so good after I’ve finish. I love being bald, especially when I expose my pussy. Others can see it, my Clit sticks out of its hood, and everyone can see it. When I get so wet, it’s all over my pussy lips and my clitoris is glistening. I love to be so shiny.
At one point I did the landing strap thing, but it has been 12 to 13 years since I’ve had any pubic hair. I like it like that because I masturbate my own pussy and it feels good. When I am naked and I look at myself I like to see that I have a bald pussy. The men that look at it like it I will keep shaving. It also triggers me and my arousal. I feel how smooth and it is and it makes me put my hand between my legs.
I just get so tingly and need something on my pussy. Right now it’s my vibrator. I am writing it, which means my hard nipples are rubbing against the sheets. I am easily stimulated right now. I can see my tits hanging down in the glass in the bathroom shower. Too bad they didn’t put a mirror strategically so one could watch themselves on the bed. I can feel how wet and sloppy my pussy is today. The thought of somebody listening in the hallway maybe they hear my vibrator, more than likely, my moaning. It feels so good. I have to moan , I can’t help it !
I’m triggered and I’m masturbating
an unexpected voyeuristic moment can easily trigger me. One of the best was when I was waiting in line at a store checkout. There was a girl about 20 directly in front of me. Her shirt had 2 thin vertical lines of holes right about where her nipples were. As she was standing side on to me I could see thru the holes that she was wearing a bra and she had a nipple ring. In front of her was a woman that appeared to be her mother. As the girl was being served she gave her nipple ring a tug and I saw her nipple become erect. The sight of that, the fact she did it in public right in front of some stranger totally triggered me. I watched her and her mother walk away holding hands. I then remembered I was near a new commercial building that I had done some work at and that it hadn’t been handed over to the tenant yet. I went straight there and to a room at the back of the place, dropped my pants and had a great wank to the memory of her tugging on her nipple and horny thoughts of her openly pleasuring herself at home in front of her mother.
My life is so conservative. So vanilla. So predictable. I’m very grateful for my life and for my family. As I have aged and am now 59, it’s like all these hidden desires that I have kept secret and tried to deny are now screaming for release. The side of me no one in my world sees is Greg, the totally cock and cum addicted chronic addicted gay masturbater I am. Although I truly love my wife I’ve been pussy free for over 14 years. Now I only want men and cock. I watch hours of gay porn. I masturbate and cum several times a day. I crave being another man’s cumslut and pleasing him. The total opposite of the life of leadership I live. I love being a sub and making a man feel like an Alpha man and make him cum in me and all over me. Marking me as his personal property. His personal cumslut that can’t get enough of him and his cock and cum. I don’t know why it gets me off so much for another man to use me and control me for his pleasure, but it does. No one who knows me would ever dream I have this side. It would destroy me to be found out. I don’t ever want my family and friends to know that side of me, but it is so hot to find a man, a bate buddy and to be his submissive slut. Making him happy makes me happy. Don’t know why I’m like this, but I am. And I love it!
I turned 59 on March 11th. It was like a switch turned on. After a lifetime of denying I’m only attracted to men and cock, I suddenly realized the desire had won. I finally admitted to myself, although married, with a family and a fairly high profile job, I am gay. I’m not coming out. It is just something I finally have admitted to myself. I have been a lifelong addicted masturbator. Even when I was having sex with my wife, I was always masturbating even more. Now I’ve come to the place where I truly am a Chronically Addicted Gay Masturbator. In all of my alone time or quiet times at home, I’m watching gay porn and masturbating and cumming. I have become so addicted to it I have finally, for the first time in my life, met a man on here that s willing to be my Masturbation Master. And I’m all to happy to be his private gay secret cum slut. Funny thing is, I’ve never been happier in my life. I love being addicted to my cock. Being addicted to masturbation and being addicted to being another man’s sub and making him cum. I can understand how people live two lives because I do and my other life is the antithesis of my masturbation life. If I’m ever single one day, it will be 24/7 masturbation. That is the goal. Am I crazy? Possibly. And I happy being a chronic addicted pussy free masturbator and manslut-YES! I couldn’t be happier. Maybe one day I’ll come out, but not ready yet! So glad to be here with brothers who understand!
Hi all, just joined here. I am 53 ears old, and I’m addicted to masturbation. I am also a virgin. I masturbate at least once a day, twice or more when I can work from home (and don’t get much work done). For as long as I can remember I haven’t been able to keep my hands off my penis. I am a bit smaller than average. Average around 2″ when soft, and 4″ when erect, but I do get hard as a rock. I love to stroke my hard penis so much. I sit here in front of my PC and watch myself on my cam as I stroke to porn. I love most kinds of porn, but especially love huge tits. I love cocks as well, I guess I just like naked people in general. I love being naked. I am hoping to retire as soon as possible so I can masturbate all day, every day.
How did you becom addicted to masturbation.
My obsession with the penis was the impetus for my chronic, compulsive, addiction to masturbation. My first recognition of my penis obsession was when I found my mom’s Playgirl and was fascinated by all the flaccid penises. Before this, my only glimpse of an adult male penis was my dad’s huge penis, which I saw several times on his way from the bedroom to the bathroom. Viewing Hustler was the next phase of my fascination with erect penises and then to viewing my dad’s 8mm porn movie, viewing an erect penis penetrating a pussy. Fast forward to Blogspot and Tumblr blogs, where my addiction to penis took hold, as I was overwhelmed by all the pictures and videos of penises in all their glorious states, from flaccid, semi-erect to erect. I perused these blogs for multiple hours, edging my penis to all the other penises. My addiction fed on itself by being a prolific contributor of my penis pictures to my blogs and other blogs/Internet sites. Bateworld and Onania Forum further enabled my addiction by sharing the common addiction shared by other males.
Discovered the joys of stroking my little prick when I was six. Once I experienced my first dry orgasm, I couldn’t get enough and would wank wherever and whenever possible.
My initial obsession with my penis and with masturbation was based solely on the physical sensations I felt from stroking my cock and having orgasms. How could you not love that feeling and why would you not want to experience it as often as possible? It’s simply indescribable, right? Those early years of masturbation were all about jerking off and cumming as much as possible and as quickly as possible. I suspect a lot of us were that way and rightly so.
As I grew older, I managed to start suppressing the desire to cum quickly and started learning to enjoy the “journey”, to really appreciate the act of masturbation in and of itself, without focusing on just having an orgasm. My masturbation sessions gradually became longer and longer as I simply reveled in all the pleasurable sensations I was feeling. If masturbating for an hour felt this good, just imagine how much better masturbating for 2 hours would feel, or 3 hours, or 4 hours, etc., etc. By the time I hit my 30s, prolonging my masturbation sessions became the norm. Sure, I would still occasionally have a quick jerk off if I was really horny and pressed for time but, if I had the time, 2 or 3 or 4 hour sessions (even longer if I had a lot of time) were very common.
I can’t pinpoint exactly when it happened, how old I was, but eventually I came to the realization that it was the mental sate I slipped into after hours of prolonged masturbation that I was truly addicted to and not so much the physical pleasure. Whether it’s the dopamine high or just the myriad of places my brain takes me to when I’m “gooned out”, or a combination of both, I can’t say. Call it whatever you want, getting stoopid, goontarded, brain dead, porn drunk, just whatever, I just know that I strive to get that way every single day and I’m not truly satisfied unless I do. Yes, the physical pleasure is wonderful and it definitely plays a part in everything, but I know that I am much more dependent on, addicted to if you will, the mental high! My cock demands attention and my body craves the physical sensations, but the mental aspects of it all trumps those things. I think it has quite literally rewired my brain, if that is in fact really possible, and altered my personality somewhat. I have porn playing somewhere, sometimes everywhere, in my house all day long to encourage and promote getting into that mental state. I may not be “actively” watching it, meaning masturbating to it, but my mind wants to see it at all times and I do get irritable and easily agitated on the rare occasions when I can’t fully immerse myself in my addiction.
In all honesty, I’ve been watching porn and masturbating for hours most every single day for years now. It is my lifestyle, my daily routine, and it is a huge part of who I am now. I’m in my true comfort zone when I’m watching porn and mindlessly pumping my cock for hours on end. I’m truly happy, very content, and I see no reason why I should ever change.