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I jack off every day. Some days I jack off twice. Even on days I have sex. But it hasn’t always been that way. Just like many of my friends, most guys upon discovering masturbation jack off multiple times daily. That isn’t how it worked for me though, probably because I discovered masturbation fairly late. Living in the “Bible Belt” we didn’t have sex education in school, and my parents never discussed sex with me, so the mechanics of sex were unclear. And I had never heard of masturbation. I had of course discovered on my own that rubbing my dick felt good, although I had no idea what I was doing, or what it meant. However, I was soon to find out. One day while in the shower soaping up and enjoying rubbing my dick, it suddenly became even more rigid and started pulsating. A warmth then began to spread throughout my body, followed quickly by what felt like an electric current spreading from my groin. I looked down to see what was going on with my dick, just as a thick, white liquid shot from it with each pulse. I was confused by what had happened, and as I recovered from the shock I went through what many do upon their first ejaculation: I feared that I had injured myself. I briefly considered telling my parents, but something held me back, telling me to wait and see what happened. I wasn’t in any pain, so I waited. And nothing happened. As the next day, and then the next passed and I didn’t become ill, I was more and more relieved. Confident that I had not injured myself, I began to think about what had happened, and ultimately about how good it felt. It was then that I realized that what I had done was what I had seen others mimicking. Their fists at their crotch making an up and down movement now made sense to me. And it was normal, and harmless. And as I had discovered on my own, it was also fun. Growing up we lived in a small house and privacy was mobil porno rare. Usually my only opportunity to enjoy my dick was in the bath, so every few days I would masturbate in the shower. Later we started having physical education class, complete with group showers. I knew I was attracted to guys, and was thrilled at my first sight of other dicks. Those images gave further fuel for my “jack off” sessions, as I had learned to call them. I wasn’t sure how often I should “jack,” but my two to three times a week in the shower seemed about right, and seemed to keep any public erections under control. When I left home for college real sex presented itself, but even so it was too infrequent to meet the needs of an 18 year old. In addition, I was living in the dormitory and privacy was still rare. So my shower bating continued. In my junior year of college I moved off campus and into my own apartment. I was happy to have the freedom to jack wherever and whenever I wanted without having to worry that I’d be surprised by a roommate. But as enjoyable as this was, I found that I had developed a masturbation frequency that didn’t much change over the years. Through relationships and single times, I sustained myself with jacking a few times a week, which my body had come to tell me it needed. However, all that changed as I approached a milestone birthday. Interested in maintaining my sexual health in coming years, I read several books about how men can maintain active sex lives throughout their lives. The advice was pretty much as expected: eat right, exercise, etc. But one author said something more, and it resonated with me. He said the best way to keep having sex is to keep having sex. In other words, use it or lose it. As I thought about what he said, and about what kind of sex life I’d like to have in the future, I came to the realization that I had alman porno never had sex as frequently as I’d like. I did what I had always done, and what my body was conditioned to need. But what I really wanted was to have sex every day. Was it possible? Could I really have an orgasm every day for the rest of my life? I chuckled, but I was intrigued by the suggestion. I wanted to follow the advice given, so I set a short-term goal: by myself, or with a partner, I would ejaculate every day for the next week. Surprisingly, thinking about it made me hard. A need for release suddenly came over me, and before I knew it my hand was in my pants and my cock was soon sending warm cum across my chest. I had jacked the night before so I was surprised by the urgency of my need, but I congratulated myself, and laughed at ‘getting off’ to a promising start. After two orgasms in two days, I slept well and awoke the next morning satisfied and with thoughts of my seven-day bate plan forgotten. However, later as I was leaving for work I saw my neighbor and occasional jacking buddy Mike working in his yard. My jacking plan immediately came back to me in the form of my swelling dick, an effect Mike always has on me. I never knew when Mike would be up for a bate session, so I tried to put him out of my mind and turned my thoughts instead to how I was going to be able to get it up again that evening for jack number three. I needed a plan. I decided I would go directly home, undress, relax with a glass of wine, fire up some porn and hope, hope, hope I could crank off another one. As I thought about my plan, and about how good my cock would feel in just a few hours’ time, my cock began to swell, and by the time I arrived at work I had an erection that I couldn’t get to go down. Luckily it was a cool morning and I was wearing a jacket that covered alexis texas porno by bulging crotch as I made my way to my desk. It was slow day at work and my mind kept drifting to what I would be doing later that evening, keeping me semi-erect throughout most of the day. By the end of the work day I had been aroused for many hours and was anxious to get home and finally get some relief. After gathering the mail, and a quick shout-out to a neighbor, I was finally home, and very excited. Following my plan, I booted up the computer and stripped down. I was surprised by how full my balls felt, and was enjoying the feeling of my thickening dick slapping against my thighs as I headed to the kitchen for a glass of wine. I then settled in at the computer and began my hunt. I frequently jack in front of my computer so I keep a supply of lube, poppers and a few toys handy in the desk drawer. I greased up my by then throbbing cock and began a slow stroke, all the while hunting for just the right video to pull me over the edge. I had been so turned on all day that it didn’t take long for that lovely heat to start spreading through me as my prostate swelled. As wave after wave of chills ran up and down my body, I finally released my load, spraying it across the desk top. Damn it was incredible! As my breathing began to slow and the last of my cum oozed from my slit, I couldn’t help but smile at the mess I had made. After another restful sleep, I awoke the next morning with an erection, a rare occurrence since my early 30’s. What was more surprising was the small bead of precum sitting just on top of my cum slit. I’ve always eaten my precum, and out of habit I scooped it up on my finger and slipped it into my mouth. My excitement and hard-on quickly subsided however when I remembered that I had an early meeting, and I quickly forgot about my dick as I readied for work. On the drive into the office I thought about my incredible orgasm the night before, and also about my surprising morning wood. And just as I had the day before, I arrived at work with an erection. It was a busy day, but finally 5:00 arrived and I headed home.

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