Masturbation, It’s not just for breakfast anymore

by admin on January 11, 2012

I used to masturbate a lot when I was a kid. I would imagine that most boys went through a phase like that, and many men never get over that stage. It’s sort of like a lifelong toy that we have that is really hard to break and nearly impossible to lose.

A minute to win it

A minute to lose it, more likely

The upside to that is that I was never a “minute man” in the classic sense of the word. I really didn’t understand why premature ejaculation was a problem for anyone. For me it just meant that I didn’t reach for the napkin or tissue in time.

So I pretty well desensitized myself early on. Since I was a virgin until the age of 19 that meant I had a lot of practice in solo work, but once I actually got a partner they were generally pleased that I could do the energizer bunny bit. Actually one of the early times, with my first fiancé I left her hobbled. It wasn’t on purpose and I’m not bragging about it. I really felt somewhat badly about it to be honest, but she pushed me into it, inadvertently.

She taunted me, knowing I wasn’t experienced and told me that she didn’t think I could do it “like a man.” Her words, not mine. I took that as meaning that I couldn’t last a long time, so I masturbated just prior to sex with her and it was a long, long time. Later, I found out she meant that a “real man” would pleasure a woman with lots of foreplay and oral sex, but for gods sake let’s be clear about things upfront, Okay? Otherwise you may end up bow-legged and hobbling. She was something of a liar because in addition to the “like a man” comment she also told me early on that I had the biggest cock she’d ever seen and that it had to be 12 inches long.

I’m willing to play make believe, but I laughed out loud when she said that. (That was before laughing out loud became LOL.) I told her that it was a good size, bigger than average, at the least, but I wasn’t Long Dong Silver.

Anyway, getting back to the meat of this article, masturbation, I once tried to do it with a shower head. I figured it was called shower head for a reason. You know? So we had one of those water pic things and I noticed that it sort of tickled by balls a bit while I was rinsing off the soap, and I thought, why not? I wasn’t the first (or the last) to use a shower nozzle. I really think they invented those hoses for masturbation.

But I didn’t think about temperature. I knew I wanted to start out with it facing my head, but turned the shower off to position the nozzle. In the meantime the temperature had changed, so when I pushed the shower transfer button thing, steaming hot water came out and pretty much scalded my schwanz. Wow. Last time I tried that I’ll tell you. I kind of wonder what that same scenario would do to the sensitive tissue of a vagina. Not good, I would imagine.

Anyway, as time has gone on, real sex is the norm and masturbation is fairly seldom. I hear a lot of married guys say something opposite and I wonder what they are doing wrong.

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