I have been kinky all my life.

As a kid,

used to check my friends beds to see who had plastic mattress protectors, or wore diapers, plastic pants.

I Liked to wear girls tights under my jeans.

I liked to make plastic pants and singlets out of plastic bags and wear them under my clothes.

As a teen,
Used to masturbate in my home made plastic clothes. Also I used to hold my wee. I would set myself time targets in class and of course once in class I could not leave until the end of the period. I would sit there watching the clock counting the seconds and minutes till the end of class.

My report cards often would say "he has difficulty concentrating" let me tell you I really was concentrating just not on maths.

At other times I woukd totally supress all of this. Even no masturbation for months at a time. That in its self is a turn on in a weird kind of way. I would still have vivide sexual wet dreams.

Now old and grey at 50 and I figure why not indulge. Wife has absolutly no understanding or empathy or interest.

I am currently sitting in my car with a full bladder. There is nothing sexy about a 50yo man doing this. 18yo girl maybe but not an old man.

I look at my self and feel a mild sense of sadness. Successful in business. Wife and kids. The kids do well at school. The wife busy with her own life and no interest in intimacy with me and so I return to the kinky self gratification of the past.