MASTURBATION
As you all know I'm very open about my nakedness and opinions on it. I try not to shy away from any topic dealing with our bodies and especially if it is sexual in nature. I've had this blog topic on my mind for quiet some time but just didn't know how to present it. I finally realized that I'm holding back whereas I never do any other time. I'll just lay it out there as I do the rest of my life. This can be your warning to turn around now or else enter into another sexual side of me.
I always start with a historical view point of the topic. It helps ground the piece and at times shows motivation for future actions. I obviously discovered masturbation by accident as I'm sure most do. Hell who knows there is a name to touching yourself and having magical liquid escape? No one puts a name to it right away. They just tend to revisit the experience. I already wrote about how my nakedness began by needing more time to masturbate and to be comfy when doing so. I won't bore you with a repeat of that story.
The story I will tell is how I may have acquired such a taste for masturbation. Yes, most guys do it quite often but mine began with a kink and carries to this day. In my early days of masturbating I was also friends with the girl next door. We did the "play doctor" thing but also would casually be naked as young kids do or at least we did. Well I guess the stepping off point was one day while trolling around her mom's house naked we ended up getting something to eat in the kitchen. My dick was hard as a rock thanks to early puberty. She'd slap it around just for fun and I began to just fondle myself a little as I had recently taught myself to do. I saw that she was enjoying the show and I enjoyed her eyes on me. She didn't have any shyness toward then directing me to suit her fancy.
Editor's note: The previous paragraphs were written the first night but the material and memories were too hot for me to "finish" the whole blog. I had to "finish" something else".
Ok, now where was I?
Once we saw that we both seemed to enjoy our little entertainment venture it became a consistent repeat performance. What began as just a couple of kids hanging out naked turned into her early fetish of watching guys masturbate. It turned into a kink for me as well and almost a crutch. I found it hard and almost a let down when I'd masturbate alone. I got used to my eyes on me. Around the same time she had also found her stride with masturbation. We had a very casual nature to the topic and act. It is quite a young guy's dream to have a masturbation partner. We honestly never had actual vaginal sex but we sure as hell loved to sit on the couch and watch TV while bringing ourselves to orgasm.
After my girl next door moved away I didn't seem to cum just right. It just wasn't the same. What the hell fun is masturbating alone? I needed something. I didn't really find anything like it because maybe I set the bar a little too high to begin with. I needed sexual extremes to even get me aroused. They do say that those that masturbate too much lose the ability to get aroused over vaginal sex.
They make the joke of sitting on your hand to numb it to make it feel like a stranger. That doesn't work lol. I tried switching hands and it actually does make a difference. The angle and approach does effect how the erection is handled. The right hand gives more of a traditional stroke as seen on TV. The left had, I have found out, allows for an in depth massage of the tip. This causes the tip to stiffen as hard as the shaft which produces a longer sustained erection. The follow up of that is a great deal of pre cum. Eventually the prolonged erection gives off a full display of cum with little effort.
Throughout my time I have seen toys to make you cum but just didn't know how that would work. I stayed away from them because I felt toys were for the females that needed penetration. One day I did discover a vibrating object and thought I'd try it out. There wasn't much I was able to do with it since I wasn't going for the male anal route. While at full erection I put the vibrator up against the shaft. Oh My God! Wow! The vibrations went all throughout my dick and felt electrifying. I came so quickly and emptied out the bucket so to speak. I liked to take my time when I had a great erection going. I almost felt cheated because I came too quickly. So for now I keep the vibrator in the drawer so I can take my time.
Since I brought up the time value with it's relation to enjoyability I might as well go down that path. I have never been a fan of the quickie. I seemed to always find ample time for alone time. If I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it right. In addition, the eventual outcome has not been my ultimate goal. Oh yeah, the orgasm is a great feeling but not what I'm looking for. For me, it's the path and journey of the act. I love to feel the erection grow. I love the intense feeling of the tightening of skin. I love the build up of cum that will eventually spill out. Once I get to that zenith I call off the show and begin again. Yup that's right, I'll cock tease myself just so I can feel the build up and erection all over again or I'll just do what it takes to keep a full hard on and just barely keep from climaxing. When I get my feel of the time I then let go and have a puddle where I place it.
As you have seen I enjoy being open about who I am and what I do. I have come to find out that this openness has caused many friends and some strangers to approach me with their own stories or experiences. It's quite a trip when someone begins a self disclosure story. Even though I've had it happen it still kinda sets me back so I have to keep my best poker face on as I hear how a friend fingers herself or uses a favorite toy. One such occasion was during work hours and on a job drii8vng trip. A female friend knew she was near her favorite sex shop and had to pick up a new toy. I guess hers broke or she needed a fresh one. While continuing on our work journey after shopping for vibrators she continued on with how and where she uses her toys. Ya, it took all I could muster to keep my dick from pressing through my work pants.
From the story above brings me to my favorite locations to masturbate or have masturbated. I couldn't wait until I got home to whip it out so luckily traffic was slow. It wouldn't be the first time that I drove to a location with one hand. I'll end my ramble by spinning another yarn about my favorite masturbation session. I'm not even sure if it counts. Well anyway, I was out on my deck naked on a warm summer evening. The temps seemed to have aroused me as do any temps lol. My erection was full and enjoying it's time out of clothes. I want to remind you that I had not manipulated it in any way. It was an erection that grew to lengths just out of pure relaxation. Then a warm breeze blew through the yard and caressed my dick in such a way to excite it. Almost as if by instinct I rocked my hips with the breeze. Without warning my dick spewed ad releasing causing glee and shock in one moment. No clean up was needed as it went directly forward. Total release and no effort. I couldn't "beat" that.
Many won't admit to masturbating or even admit to enjoying it. I hope this blog has at least stirred up some feelings to try it out again if you haven't done it in awhile. I hope you were ok with joining me on this journey of masturbation and having images of me in the middle of self pleasuring. I would like to admit that many of you reading this have been used in my "Spank bank". I'm not shy to admit. it. I'd really like feedback and to hear your feelings toward masturbation or even drop me a line or message on facebook if you'd like to be used in my next spank bank splurge.
If you don't mind if I end this blog because all of this has gotten me to a point where I need some release. Once I press the Save button my legs will be open for business. Happy orgasms everyone!
Editor's note: The previous paragraphs were written the first night but the material and memories were too hot for me to "finish" the whole blog. I had to "finish" something else".
Ok, now where was I?
Once we saw that we both seemed to enjoy our little entertainment venture it became a consistent repeat performance. What began as just a couple of kids hanging out naked turned into her early fetish of watching guys masturbate. It turned into a kink for me as well and almost a crutch. I found it hard and almost a let down when I'd masturbate alone. I got used to my eyes on me. Around the same time she had also found her stride with masturbation. We had a very casual nature to the topic and act. It is quite a young guy's dream to have a masturbation partner. We honestly never had actual vaginal sex but we sure as hell loved to sit on the couch and watch TV while bringing ourselves to orgasm.
After my girl next door moved away I didn't seem to cum just right. It just wasn't the same. What the hell fun is masturbating alone? I needed something. I didn't really find anything like it because maybe I set the bar a little too high to begin with. I needed sexual extremes to even get me aroused. They do say that those that masturbate too much lose the ability to get aroused over vaginal sex.
They make the joke of sitting on your hand to numb it to make it feel like a stranger. That doesn't work lol. I tried switching hands and it actually does make a difference. The angle and approach does effect how the erection is handled. The right hand gives more of a traditional stroke as seen on TV. The left had, I have found out, allows for an in depth massage of the tip. This causes the tip to stiffen as hard as the shaft which produces a longer sustained erection. The follow up of that is a great deal of pre cum. Eventually the prolonged erection gives off a full display of cum with little effort.
Throughout my time I have seen toys to make you cum but just didn't know how that would work. I stayed away from them because I felt toys were for the females that needed penetration. One day I did discover a vibrating object and thought I'd try it out. There wasn't much I was able to do with it since I wasn't going for the male anal route. While at full erection I put the vibrator up against the shaft. Oh My God! Wow! The vibrations went all throughout my dick and felt electrifying. I came so quickly and emptied out the bucket so to speak. I liked to take my time when I had a great erection going. I almost felt cheated because I came too quickly. So for now I keep the vibrator in the drawer so I can take my time.
Since I brought up the time value with it's relation to enjoyability I might as well go down that path. I have never been a fan of the quickie. I seemed to always find ample time for alone time. If I'm going to do it, I'm going to do it right. In addition, the eventual outcome has not been my ultimate goal. Oh yeah, the orgasm is a great feeling but not what I'm looking for. For me, it's the path and journey of the act. I love to feel the erection grow. I love the intense feeling of the tightening of skin. I love the build up of cum that will eventually spill out. Once I get to that zenith I call off the show and begin again. Yup that's right, I'll cock tease myself just so I can feel the build up and erection all over again or I'll just do what it takes to keep a full hard on and just barely keep from climaxing. When I get my feel of the time I then let go and have a puddle where I place it.
As you have seen I enjoy being open about who I am and what I do. I have come to find out that this openness has caused many friends and some strangers to approach me with their own stories or experiences. It's quite a trip when someone begins a self disclosure story. Even though I've had it happen it still kinda sets me back so I have to keep my best poker face on as I hear how a friend fingers herself or uses a favorite toy. One such occasion was during work hours and on a job drii8vng trip. A female friend knew she was near her favorite sex shop and had to pick up a new toy. I guess hers broke or she needed a fresh one. While continuing on our work journey after shopping for vibrators she continued on with how and where she uses her toys. Ya, it took all I could muster to keep my dick from pressing through my work pants.
From the story above brings me to my favorite locations to masturbate or have masturbated. I couldn't wait until I got home to whip it out so luckily traffic was slow. It wouldn't be the first time that I drove to a location with one hand. I'll end my ramble by spinning another yarn about my favorite masturbation session. I'm not even sure if it counts. Well anyway, I was out on my deck naked on a warm summer evening. The temps seemed to have aroused me as do any temps lol. My erection was full and enjoying it's time out of clothes. I want to remind you that I had not manipulated it in any way. It was an erection that grew to lengths just out of pure relaxation. Then a warm breeze blew through the yard and caressed my dick in such a way to excite it. Almost as if by instinct I rocked my hips with the breeze. Without warning my dick spewed ad releasing causing glee and shock in one moment. No clean up was needed as it went directly forward. Total release and no effort. I couldn't "beat" that.
Many won't admit to masturbating or even admit to enjoying it. I hope this blog has at least stirred up some feelings to try it out again if you haven't done it in awhile. I hope you were ok with joining me on this journey of masturbation and having images of me in the middle of self pleasuring. I would like to admit that many of you reading this have been used in my "Spank bank". I'm not shy to admit. it. I'd really like feedback and to hear your feelings toward masturbation or even drop me a line or message on facebook if you'd like to be used in my next spank bank splurge.
If you don't mind if I end this blog because all of this has gotten me to a point where I need some release. Once I press the Save button my legs will be open for business. Happy orgasms everyone!
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