I have rarely dine it. Sometimes at work, when by accident i went too far and would had to hide my cum until i reach the toilets. But usually i don't like it. I used to pulling the foreskin as far back as possible during my orgasm, unless i am pumping furiously. Inside the foreskin is somewhat a ruined orgasm for me

All this hornyness around, wasted in uncertainty and fear. I'm there too. Since a teenager I knew I'm more attracted to males than females. Given a more easy going and liberal upbringing, I suppose i may have been living a truly gay life. But being so sentimental as i am, the warmth of a MF relationship is also extremely important to me. I have thus compensated and live happily married with kids and lots of loving. But....
I never acted upon my lust for MM contact. The closest for me was when 18 months ago I experienced a heavy mid life crisis which made me reach out to my best (since childhood) friend and come out to him. It was liberating. At the same time, one particularly distressed afternoon I ventured in front of the best known gay sauna in town. It was closed at the time, but i dont think i would have had the nerve to enter anyhow.
I also had an anonymous pal on the internet, with whom we talked much in depth of our problems. He was in my city, and the idea was for us to meet at some point. But at one point he broke up. He was gay and in search of a lasting relationship, while i could only provide my own confusion at the time.
One thing that has often crossed my mind since, is asking my friend to jerk with me or to let me suck him. He's not the type i fancy (that's also a reason for him having become such a close friend, but that's another story). He still has a functional dick between his legs. He is straight but very open minded, and totally dependable to keep the secret. I'm also fairly certain that if he declined it would not hurt our friendship. But still, I can't bring myself to telling him...
Fuck

I'm all horned up. My wife hinted she would be ok for fucking later tonight. I'm so tense i'm trembling with expectation. This is one of those days when testosterone hits the roof. I had great difficulty at work. Surfing here, touching myself but not wanting to ruin the horny feeling by masturbating. I NEED TO FUCK

I dug out this thread from deep down in history.
I've heard others have sex quite a few times. In the neighbouring appartment block lives a woman who's a screamer. In the beginning she will call him baby words, but very quickly her moaning will become inarticulate and LOUD. Although there is a large garden separating us, it is impossible to miss during summer when windows are open. I wonder about her immediate neighbours. I must say it's not much of a turn on this way. It was very regular a few years ago, then for some years it dissappeared and was replaced by baby crying. Last summer i heard her screaming once more. So she is back in business.
I have also heard my nephew banging his gf upstairs of my bedroom. In hotel rooms a few times. Once in Helsinki it was barely audible, it must have been coming from several rooms or floors away, but pressing your ear on the wall you could hear it clearly.
I have also made myself heard a few times. When I was in the beginning of my first ever relationship, we were fucking like rabbits. The appartment had two rooms and the other was taken by a male fellow student. He once left us a note under the door "you know, i can hear you". We found it after we cooled from our session. We laughed with him for it, but I must say that secretly I was feeling very proud.

Whenever working at home, i very quickly start rubbing through my pants. Then I take my cock out and while still working, start scratching, cupping, tugging etc. I always end up with alternating masturbation frenzies with stopping to try an concentrate on my work. And it gets all the time more difficult to do so. When I can't take it anymore, i just switch to jc or to straightforward gay porn, edge myself for a while more, then let go. After that i am able to work again, until the next cycle begins. The sensation when masturbating and at the same somehow not letting it take over directly, makes things even hotter.

Religion is a tool for controlling society. Religion's first priority is to control sex. Is that a coincidence?
Also, masturbation seems to contradict the image of the strong winning and self controlled male. Masturbating is for the weak-minded, so you hide it so as not to belong to the under-caste of failure.
I think that the internet is fast reversing this image. As with gay rights, the metoo movement etc. But don't be surprised if there is also a conservative backlash. Look at the discussion about limiting abortions, look at a "grab them by the pussy" president etc. Sexual liberation of all sorts depends upon the creation of a safe and respectful environment for all. Otherwise you always have exclusions and secrecy. And this only means oppression and inhibition.

I would say about 10 times a week is my normal frequency. My maximum is not more than 5 times in one night, and it happened the first time i had sex with my first gf. The funny thing is my frequency has actually gone higher as i progress in life. As a teen it was less than once a day. But two years ago i was in a sentimental bog and had fallen to once every second day. Today, after a full blown mid life crisis, i have a hard time if i dont cum at least once. Ideally Two. Sometimes three. Last WE i had stroked twice in the morning, then got a handjob by my wife during siesta time which failed to reach orgasm, but then in the evening i masturbated again.

As a teen, I actually masturbated less often than today. I remember it was mostly once every second day. As years went by it slowly increased to once a day. My all time record was in reality the first time in bed with a girl. I was already in my early twenties btw. She was on her period so no penetration, but I got five orgasms through the night by her hand, her mouth, humping on her, whatever. Then while leaving for work she came down on me behind the stained glass entrance door of the building. I was too exhausted and sore to keep my erection long enough to cum, but I do remember the thrill that passers by might see us. I think that was the day I lost my virginity, it has remained a stronger memory than when we had full sex a few days later. Today I jerk minimum once a day, often twice, sometimes even more. I would say 7-10 times per week, including sex and handjobs from my wife.

I usually wear on my hand a leather bracelet which fits exactly on my dick as well. Will use it whenever horny. I have put it on my dick at home, at work, while having sex or getting a handjob from my wife. This thread reminded me to put it on right now. This is my second wank session within this cold rainy morning.

I've been doing this for ever. At the toilets or, when staying overtime, alone on my desk. There was a period when I had an important project at hand needing daily many more hours in the evening. The thing is that when I start concentrating at my work i'm pretty fast, so that leaves me time for extracurricular activities without my productivity suffering any visible drawback. I suppose that without my preoccupation with sexual release, I might be first in class!

Surprisingly I've come soo close to getting caught several times, but not really. As a teen my mom burst in the loo where I was sitting and jeeking, mirror in hand. She didn't realise though.she closed the door and asked me from behind it what I was holding. Told her it was a cartoon magazine. She bought it. Another time, as a married adult, I was jerking on porn at my desktop corner, when my mother appeared on the window behind me. I had never thought anyone might come through the bushes like that to say hello. No clothes nearby, no time to hide in any other way, so I ducked under the bed beside me, pretending I'm searching for my pen or something. Kept searching for some time too, because she stayed there chatting to me. My porn video was still running on the screen too, in her view, but she was probably a bit too far to understand what it was showing, her eyesight was not perfect by that time.

I wrote this in another post earlier today. Sorry guys!
Some time ago I decided to quit porn altogether, because i thought it was interfering with my ability to perform in bed with my wife. Then guess what? Without porn, not only my masturbation became dull, but my lust for my wife dried up too. Since last week i dropped this idea and indulged into porn again, and all my feelings came back surging. I look at my wife and am drooling from expectation. And all this despite the fact that the only kind of porn i like is gay porn. I have rarely been in search of straight porn, although when I happen upon it i do get aroused. In real life I would say physically 70% gay, sentimentally 70% staight. But it might be because i am sentimental anyway, while I've had no gay experience after some pre-teen fumbling around.

I don't know in which category i fall in, but sure I love porn. Married but for years we were on bad terms so I depended on porn for release. Then it struck me that i urgently and utterly need physical and sentiment contact with another human being. I actually fell in love with her once again and managed to win her over anew. But the ride there is still, two years on, quite bumpy. I decided to quit porn altogether, because it was interfering with my ability to perform in bed. Then guess what? Without porn, not only my masturbation became dull, but my lust for my wife dried up too. Since last week i dropped this idea and indulged into porn again, and all my feelings came back surging. I look at my wife and am drooling from expectation. And all this despite the fact that the only kind of porn i like is gay porn!
What do you make out of all this?