In the Onania Masturbator Forum, a Masturbator Wrote:
Didn’t it ever occur to any of you (about the sticky pages) to lay those pages open overnight to dry–as I did? They looked even hotter the next day, the jizz patterns evident in the rippled pages that never closed quite right. Then you could add and add and add more to them feeling all the more reprobate for having done so.
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Yeah, just to chime in, I infrequently did that, but through many phases of life that wasn’t possible for privacy and just general space reasons. You’re right it’s cool to do, though.
I usually ripped the pages apart and continued to look at them, seeing the handiwork and partial images.
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I actually have a love hate relationship with this subject.
Sometimes as a Masturbator I would become so enthralled with an image in a magazine or even a some sort of a glossy. So it would seem that the only way I could be fully satisfied or in some cases I would be overtaken with the need to tribute (Ray take note) and the only way to actually do this would in my mind be to ejaculate directly on the image itself.
Knowing full well that afterward my view and possibly the image itself would be lost due to defacing the page and it sticking together. I would be so worked up in my jacking ( I was much younger then so I was constantly at it for short powerful sessions)
That’s I would launch my splooge and then feel great regret afterward especially after nutting all over the page and ruining a picture. The thing was even back then I was loosing control over myself and taking “matters in hand” already too much.
This was just a precursor it seemed to the slippery slope of chronic addicted masturbation and its roots taking hold.
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–when I was about 13 my friend Marty and I would walk to the corner store when he stayed over night. we would look at magazines. Eventually Bernie came over one time and told us we couldn’t look but had to buy. so Marty bought the girlie mag he was perusing a nd I bought the bodybuilders mag. we took them back to my house, got into bed and started looking.We each got boners. Nice hard teenage boners
and we started stroking with the lights on on the fold- out couch in the living room. this became a Friday night ritual for us. Marty never said a word about my delight in nakednaked guys in those sexy posing sstraps. I always shot at least up to my face if not over my head. Those were great masturbation times, way back in 1963-64.
Masturbating as a boy
When I was a boy , my mom encouraged me to masturbate every day ,
She told me I could borrow the magazines that my dad masturbated over .
She made him go and fetch me his magazines , which he did , and gave me about a dozen assorted magazines , some with naked women posing , some with couples sucking and fucking , where the men had very big cocks ,
And some that had readers letters .
Mom told me I would see what your dad has been masturbating over because the pages will be well thumbed and some will have his cum over them .
Not only did I masturbate for days over the magazines and cum countnuously but I also discovered what my dad had been masturbating over .
Guy
Life long masturbator thanks to my mum ,