I’m A Masturbator

No one knows this about me . Since I was 13 years old, I have been a very active masturbator. That’s 30 years; the first 15 of which I remained fully a virgin; committed to my cock. I never stopped for a significant length of time, even when I got married. That it was more difficult to get away into a world of self pleasure and release that I lived in for a decade; masturbating for hours every evening — only made it taboo. I enjoyed masturbating in a variety of locales around the city I lived in and particularly the university I attended, whose many bathrooms provided ample supply of spaces to expose my erect penis and indulge in solosexual pleasure. Countless impromptu stroke seasons occurred in clandestine bathrooms in obscure places around campus. Buildings remained open hours after everyone had vacated. Summer classes meant an empty campus so there were no people to interrupt a passionate jerk off session. I’d get naked and stand in a single occupancy room, engrossed in my penis as I stroked it vigorously. Only now do I totally accept who I am sexually. A freak of perverse sexual preference. A weird guy who spends hours alone masturbating, stroking his cock. That’s me. I would love to meet a woman who is a voyeur, accepts me as a masturbator and relishes the show I put on, with my hand on my penis.