When I began to masturbate it just felt good to manipulate my cock. I did it every night. I felt my hard penis, fondled my balls and fingered my anus. Then the feelings began to get very intense.
One night I was stroking my cock at high speed when suddenly I had the most overwhelming and life-altering feeling of sexual pleasure. My cock buzzed like it was being shocked with electricity and as it finally passed, I went limp with relief and pure bliss, my face beaded with sweat and my heart pounded. Nothing could hold me back after this experience. Night after night I made myself cum just for the feeling I got, and the feeling was so incredible I couldn't get enough. Usually, I masturbated several times a day and continue doing so to today.
I have been a life-long masturbator, even when women were available to me.
It's too bad I had to learn on my own. Like many, my father was repressed and ashamed to discuss sex with me, so he only acted angry and told me real men didn't masturbate. This attitude, as it turned out, had a detrimental effect on my whole life. Even when he was old, I could never discuss such things with him. But that part of the story has more to do with how I adjusted as an adult than it does with masturbation.
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