Long and fruitful

Although I am only 14, I pride myself in my long and fruitful masturbation life. I first discovered masturbation when I was only 10. Bracing my penis on my stomach, I used to do it by taking my index and middle finger and rubbing vigorously until I orgasmed. (Of course, nothing came out.) When I discovered the cool feeling that resulted, I rushed to tell all my friends how to do it. They went home and tried it, and all came back to 4th grade thanking me deeply. In 4th grade, I kept up the habit a solid 3 times a day.

When 5th grade started, I went on a bit of a masturbation cold streak. This lasted until the last quarter, during which I tried masturbating like I did before. It was great, but I got a bit of a surprise — something came out! This really caught me by surprise, and although I had learned all about puberty, I never expected this. They never talked about ejaculation, orgasm, or masturbation in sex-ed class — they need to inform us kids about these things. Of course, this gave me a whole new reason to masturbate, and I picked up my 3-times-a-day habit once again.

By the beginning of 6th grade, my penis had grown quite a bit, and this led me to discover the regular "Fist" method. I went the whole year masturbating, and, like most every (pre-) teenage guy, doing so secretly and constantly in fear of being "caught." I would occasionally use the "Backhand" method, but I enjoyed the "Fist" more. After the summer of 6th grade, I investigated masturbating in more places than just my room or bathroom, as my parents felt I was responsible enough to be home alone for hours at a time. This really opened up my mind, and I began to do it everywhere — around my house, in the woods, the back yard, the front yard, the kitchen, the couch, the driveway, and the garage, to name a few. Most of the time, before I started going at it, I would walk around my house naked and just sit around like that.

In 7th and 8th grade I began my peak of experimentation about where I could masturbate. Over those two years I did it in a hotel bathroom, a mall bathroom (with a guy in the next stall), an airplane bathroom, and even the backseat of a car. I also discovered JackinWorld and tried out many of its techniques. I also walked around naked more and even would run and lift weights nude occasionally (why I did that, I have no clue).

One summer, I went to a camp and really didn't want to masturbate in a cabin with 8 other guys, so I went a full 2 1/2 weeks without doing it. It nearly killed me, and by the end I was ready to do anything just to get one chance to pull one off. That's why I did it in an airplane bathroom — I couldn't wait to get home after what seemed like a lifetime without my favorite activity.

Now, in 9th grade, I continue to find new places to masturbate. I even told my girlfriend that I did it. She appreciated the honesty and thought it was kind of cool.

Masturbating has done me a lot of good as I look back on it. Mainly, it gave me a better understanding of how I worked and what I liked. It also let me enjoy all the sexual fantasies I had as a horny guy. (Hey — it's better than actually doing all of them, huh?) Masturbating especially gave me a safe way to let off steam if I got mad at something. There is one thing I do not like about masturbating — the whole cleanup thing. Maybe it's just me, but having to get rid of a bunch of semen kind of seems nasty. To help overcome that, I learned to masturbate outside where I could let the semen go into the grass — and of course, the shower helps with that a lot, too. Now I don't mind the cleanup — I'll even let it go straight onto my belly and just wash it off or flake it off later.

I highly suggest making your masturbation sessions as different and diverse as you can, just as I have. It really adds a new dimension to the world's best habit.