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Originally Posted by JustAskJulie  . . . So what about you? How often do you masterbate? is it a daily thing? Just once in a while? . . . |
Julie, in response to this very personal question, I have to tell you that it all depends strictly on the circumstances. I masturbate only when I'm tired, not tired, hungry, not hungry, feeling horny, might feel horny, maybe going to feel horny, lonely, not lonely, feel I need to wake up, need to get to sleep, thinking of my woman, not thinking of my woman, thinking of my neighbor's woman, thinking of nothing in particular.
Seriously, when I was 14 - 17, it was possibly an "hourly" thing. Then when I got older, had to work like hell, I was too tired; then, when it occurred to me that I was "wearing it out", I reverted to life as a teenager - What fun!!!!
I used to masturbate before a "hot date" so as not to be the victim (or at least the perpetrator) of pre-mature ejactulation.
Want to to hear a "sad" masturbation story? In my youth (age 19-21) I spend much of that time in the
National Naval Medical Center - Hospital at Bethesda, Md. That was during the Vietnam War where land mines were the "weapon of choice" by the VC (VietCong). The effects of a land mine is about what it is today in Iraq and Afganistan. It blows the legs off the poor bastard who steps on one. Hence, at Bethesda, we had quite a number of Marines with no legs, and often their arms were also missing.
One poor guy was threatened with being court marshaled if he was caught masturbating again.
Another fellow (age 17) was trying to contort his body so he could give himself a head job. He was having a bitch of a time. He had no arms or legs below the knees!
A nurse (a Lt. jg [junior grade = second Lt. in the army]) got caught giving a guy a head job. The military did a job on her career, her personal life, and her academic status, such that she would have been lucky to get a job of switching bed pans in a west Texas (Bush country) first aide station during the grave-yard shift. I knew the lady personally! She was the cousin of the lady I was engaged to marry. I knew she had intended to make the military her career. Instead, she became a "school nurse" in a West Va. mining town of approximately 1,300 population.
What she got so severely busted on was "fratenizing with an
enlisted man". She was an officer, and the poor bastard with no legs and no arms was merely a lance corporal in the USMC.
For these guys, many of whom had been there for months/years, masturbation was no "minor entertainment or hobby", it had reached a point of being one of the few ways they could identify/reveal who they were as males, youthful, and with something they thought was worthwhile to contribute.