tugon (imported) wrote: Sun Sep 17, 2006 12:41 pm I was 15 when I discovered how much fun I could have by myself. Three times was the most fun I would have in a day. Living in a house with one bathroom and sharing a bedroom with my brother I was lucky to get three times happening. Back then safe sex was making sure the bathroom door was locked. Twenty times a day I would need someone to deliver meals and vitamins. I would also need carpal tunnel surgery.

Must be why I had several carpal releases and an ulnar transfer done..... And to think the doc blamed keyboarding....

So that's why my right wrist aches a lot!!!!

I was a compulsive masturbator, and definitely was at around the 20 times a day mark. Orgasms are quite draining, so it is not good physically to orgasm that much, but it was compulsive. I got so I could orgasm just by thinking about the sensation. I'd orgasm doing exercise especially whole body exercises. And that doesn't even count all the wet dreams (a couple every night). To get so many orgasms per day, I'd practice making myself cum as fast as possible. I got so I could go from zero to ejaculation just on an elevator ride. I pretty much trained myself to be multi-orgasmic, with my record being 11 times in a half hour.

That is what compulsive masturbation is like! And hence my desire to regain control that led to desire for castration.

I never masturbate more than three times a day sometimes less

I don't recall masturbating before the age of nine. Then, I probabably did it daily but not more than once a day. At thirteen, I was masturbating as often as opportunity permitted, seldom more than 7 or 8 times a day.

I tore the bottom out of one of my trouser pockets so that I could reach my penis easily (which I left hanging out of the fly of my boxer shorts) and played "pocket pool" under the desk in school and even when walking on the street. On my thirteenth birthday, I indulged thirteen times, the most times I ever did it in one day.

Ultimately, I settled down to 6 times per day. While on active duty in the Naval Reserve, from 1952 to 1954 , there was a problem finding enough privacy, even though I was an officer. However, most days I was able to satisfy my need six times a day, and tried to make up for lost time on other days.

I continued masturbating 6 times a day for 26 years. By age 40, I was down to four times a day and by age 50, twice. Nowadays, at age 76, I'm lucky if I succeed in completing the act once a week. (Ah, how the mighty are fallen !)

This does not mean that I TRY only once a week. I manipulate my penis as much as I did at 13, but nothing much happens most times. Sometimes it takes as much as ten days, and sometimes I can masturbate successfully on two consecutive days.

I do NOT begrudge the time which I have "wasted" in masturbating. I have enjoyed it ENORMOUSLY. As Woody Allen said: "Hey, don't knock it. It's sex with someone I love."