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Me and my penis

My lifelong friend

Masturbation has been the most pleasurable activity in my life. In fact I’d go so far to say that my penis has always been my best friend. I loved playing with it from as early as I can remember and was amazed by the fact it frequently became erect and hard and provided me with countless hours of pleasure.
At around 5” my cock isn’t very big but no-one has ever complained about its lack of size. I try to keep it looking good and trim my pubic hair to keep it neat. I have a number of cock rings that I use to pull my balls forward and press them against the underside of my cock (see photo). I find it increasing my pleasure when I masturbate.

I was taught to masturbate by a friend when I was about 11 years old and haven’t stopped since. Even during the early years of my marriage when my wife and I were having sex daily, I would usually start my day off by masturbating in the shower. In my early teen years I masturbated at least once a day and often two or three times. My semen volume was considerable and I could squirt 4 or 5 feet across a room. The pleasure I got from masturbation had me addicted from day one.
All my mates reached puberty at about the same time and we masturbated together regularly. We often went to someone’s garage and had circle jerks. Sometimes we would see who could cum the quickest, or who could shoot the furthest. Other times we’d just stroke each other off. I really loved those days growing up.

I find it exciting to think back of the places I have jacked-off in. When I was younger, If I was visiting someone’s home, I would often excuse myself and go to the bathroom and quickly whip my cock out and stroke away before ejaculating into the sink or toilet. I would find myself stopping at parks in my area and jacking off in the shrubs or toilets. At times I would have to stop the car and masturbate while parked on the side of the road. If I ever found myself with privacy and time, it didn’t really matter where I was, I would slip out my cock and stroke away until I came. I have ejaculated in amazing places over the years and I loved the strange sense of satisfaction seeing my milky white semen pooled in some strange place; like an animal marking its territory. I like to take risks too and I often masturbate in bed at night when my wife is asleep; it’s a challenge to get the job done without waking her.

I sat and calculated recently that I have masturbated and ejaculated more than 12,000 times over my life and that doesn’t even account for all the times I’ve ejaculated during intercourse. That really is a lot of semen. And consider this; if it has taken me 150 strokes on average to ejaculate, I have stroked my cock almost two million times over the years. It’s a wonder I have any skin left on it.
Strangely, in the more than 12,000 masturbation sessions I’ve had, I’ve only been caught red handed a couple of dozen times. My wife is aware that I masturbate and has caught me many times when she’s come into the bathroom when I’ve been masturbating in the shower. Once, when we were away on holidays she walked in while I was watching myself wank in the bathroom mirror and seemed genuinely shocked to see me ejaculate onto the bathroom floor. Another time she came home early from shopping and walked in on me when I was masturbating naked on our bed. She politely apologised and left me to it although I didn’t manage to finish that time.

In my early thirty’s my mother in law caught me stroking myself off sitting on the edge of our backyard pool. She was polite enough to never mention it. I was caught in a public toilet once just as I was ejaculating into the urinal and I was also caught recently while exercising my dog on a walking track by a girl riding a horse; I don’t know who was the most embarrassed. The thought of being seen now though is quite a turn-on and I often fantasise as I masturbate that a young woman is sneaking a peek.

You may find it strange, but these days I think I prefer masturbating to regular intercourse. I love the fact that I’m in full control of my experience and can play and fantasise to my heart’s content. One of the great benefits I’ve discovered about aging is that the intensity of my orgasm is stronger than it has ever been even though my erections aren’t quite as hard as they were and my semen oozes more than spurts.
One interesting question I’ve pondered is in regards to society and its attitude to masturbation. With it being such a natural phenomenon and so widely practiced, why don’t we feel comfortable enough to talk openly with our friends and family about our technique and experiences? It still seems to be something that is kept ‘under the carpet’.