These days, I'm not that much into public/sneaky masturbation anymore. I keep it limited to camming and rubbing one out next to the other half when she's asleep. But during adolescence, I couldn't stop and usually jerked off about 3 times per day. A few places I remember.

- There was this girl in high school that I was really into, but we nver got much further than over shirt touching and just being horned up without going anywhere with it. She had a boyfriend and I was a good guy I suppose. So one night on my way home I just had to stop and do something about those blue balls. Masturbated right in the middle of a quiet country road.

- I knew where my grandpa's porn stash was. So occasionally when we visited with family, everyone would be in the living room and I would sneak off to the extra room. Put in a VHS (yes, a VHS tape) on low volume and got my cock out, ready to cover up and switch the channel when required whenever necessary.

- When I moved out of my parents' house, the place I rented had rooftop access. One time I masturbated there in the middle of the day. No one was watching, but then again, someone could (some high rise buildings around); I suppose that was the fun of it. I came sitting on the edge of the roof and made it drop on the pavement below.

- Night train.

- When I moved out, I didn't have internet at home. Heck, this was the early 2000s and all I had was Vivid videotapes* (yes, again) from the videostore discount bin. I used to study at the university library, and that's where I discovered internet porn. And I suppose that's also where my habit of porn-induced procrastination started.

A bit more early 2000s background: blocked sites weren't a thing. Internet monitoring wasn't either. Or I didn't know about it and just happened to stay out of trouble. Also, pornhub etc didn't exist, so I had to go to paysites and dig for free videos.

Anyway, I usually found a quiet spot and edged for hours while this whole new world was opening up for me. Again, on guard and ready to cover up. After a while I would go to the toilet and finished. Sometimes I would do it sitting opposite a cute student. This turned me on so much that I felt the need to masturbate again as soon as I got home.

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I also started masturbating in unusual and exciting places as an adolescent and still do.

Currently my fav place is the library at school. I like to find study desks or carrells in quiet areas and jack off, and I have also done it with a guy on the opposite side - that makes it more exciting!

I used to do it in class in school all the time. I loved the feeling of secretly masturbating in class with lots of guys all around me.

One unusual place that for some reason got me turned on was doing it in church. I would be bored and eventually horny and hard, so I would start discretely rubbing myself thru my dress trousers until I shot my load in my underwear.

I did the same thing in restaurants under the table, often after church. I would just reach under the table and play with myself until I reached orgasm.

There are more, but these are some of my fav places to do it.

During my third tour in Vietnam one stressful night while I was on watch in the operations tent I decided to go to the 4 hole toilet and crank one out for relief. As I sat there with my trousers around my ankles and my hard cock about ready to explode we started getting incoming small arms fire from the perimeter wire along with outgoing friendly fire. As tracer rounds zipped overhead I stroked away like crazy and shot an amazing load on the ground and on my hand. Now days on the 4th of July and New Years fireworks display I always plan an eventful masturbation session to go with the fireworks and to remember the time in Vietnam. I'm getting hard now thinking about it.

Buses
Trains
Cars
Boats
On the boardroom table at work
On my neighbour's doorstep

A few years back I used to run 3 - 5 miles a day. One of my routes was a path about 25 to 50 ft off a road. No shrubs or bushes that blocked the view from the road. One day I was so horny I started to get hard as I was running. I pulled my running shorts down just below my cock and began jerking off as I ran. After shooting my load I pulled up the shorts and kept running. I often wonder if I was observed. I did not hear any encouraging horn blowing.

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