Catching the virus - 2

If you are following these rambles, you will immediately discover that my prime obsession is masturbation. There, I've said it. Somehow , seeing it there in black and white immediately makes me feel an urge to justify or explain it. It makes me want to explain things like: I'm a normal person ; I live a normal fulfilled life; I have many friends, relationships, family ; I 'm not some weirdo etc etc. Given everybody does it , why is it a big deal?

I can't justify it or explain it, I just love doing it, it's that simple.

It's something you can carry with you all the time. It must be the best addictive substance/device of all time. It helps you get through the day , it helps you go to sleep , it helps you wake up in the morning, it has helped my sex life massively in terms of controlling my orgasm and being able to get erect again quickly--, and it's good for you!! it reduces the risk of prostate cancer and other problems with men's plumbing . It fills in time in boring work meetings thinking about it, planning the next session, remembering previous sessions....

OK here's the explanation

I first wanked myself at age 11- when I should point out I was very innocent about everything!I was n't trying to wank, for a very simple reason- I did n't know you could. very sheltered upbringing, no big brothers etc. I accidentally (or instinctively) touched my cock, when drying myself after a shower - it grew hard and felt lovely, so for whatever reason, I started to move my foreskin back and forward over my now engorged head. Within what seemed like seconds , I felt the most amazing sensation that I had ever had literally all over my body, from my balls, going up my back right up to the top of my head.
I immediately stopped and took my hand away. I was actually frightened! My penis was twitching but I had not reached what I subsequently learnt to be the point of no return, and my cock gradually subsided and grew soft. It took me a while for my body to stop shaking though!!

I said nothing to anybody and did the exact same process a few more times without cumming.

Relecting much later as an adult, I wonder if that is why I have such good control over my orgasms now, I can edge for a very very long time. . . . . .

Anyhow soon the inevitable happened. I was touching myself a few weeks afterwards and had my first proper orgasm with emmission - wow how utterly utterly amazing that felt.....I have n't stopped since.

one thing led to another and I discovered I had the happy ability to achieve multiple orgasms, up to 9 or 10 per wanking session. In my teens , wanking sessions were daily, by the way. They needed to be because the "virus" had bitten me hard, no question about it, and was not going to let me go, so by the time I first had "proper" penetrative sex , I had cum 100's of times.

The rest , as they say, is history. . . . . .

I 'm sure this is a common experience, would love to hear of others

next time - top wanks? or wanks that could have got me into serious trouble?
what do i wank over? , I will let you know all
I'm thinking about it

catching the virus -1

I am going through a dry period in my sex life. I don't blame my partner or even myself, it's just one these things that happens sometimes. As a result wanking has moved right up the priority list. It's always been there but has taken priority right now. in fact it's my favourite thing to do.

I have always considered masturbation and sex as being complimentary pleasures but in a sense separate, almost not related. I have masturbated since the age of 11 and continued through all the relationships I have enjoyed. It does n't replace love making, far from it, it enhances it. I feel comfortable masturbating in front of (with) my missus , but she is not comfortable with i so it remains a private matter currently.
I love the way the desire to wank (the wanking virus) slowly builds up over time between orgasm sessions. Sometimes wanking makes me hornier afterwards, at other times, it slays the virus for days. The virus can return to catch me unawares at the most unexpected times. Often the virus attacks after a period of concentration or focus, a business meeting, a business trip, whatever, reading a passage from a book, seeing a pretty girl, watching my wife undress, pictures in a magazine and yes of course, blogging, top shelf mags, dvd's, underwear, or even women's shoes , a beutiful girl walking along the road, a day out at the beach and hundreds of other things. At other times it forms stealthily and gradually over time (never longer than about 3 days). Once the virus is operating, there is only one possible conclusion, as many orgasms as possible - yes, I am a fortunate male that can have multiple orgasms and multiple emissions!! -- until there is only left the rawness of a spunk free climax with every tube and gland emptied.
Once the virus has reared it's head, as it were, then I am operating in a hightened consiousness. It's just a question of time, Do I have a hurried furtive shuffle at work, do I wait for the comfort of my own home, do I beg my wife for sex, do I have a "long shower", do i use "professional services"? Do I wait until I have a decent amount of time put aside on my own or do I sacrifice comfort over my growing need to bang one out.
At the moment I am settling for the once a night quick session in our bedroom while my partner is elsewhere using her knickers to speed things a little from the washing basket. The problem with a quick once a day is the cycle is too small and needs daily repeats.
What is my break out??

stimulation 2

I generally avoid stting opposite attractive girls especially those wearing revealing clothing on the way to or from work. Why ? Because I am so visually stimulated and because there are so many sights out there in summer. So there I was innocently minding my own business on tuesday morning when a woman sat down diagonally opposite me in the next compartment. She was not conventionally pretty, medium height with short dark hair, but she had the most perfect breasts I have seen in along time. They were large, perched high on her ribcage and perfectly round. They were well trussed into a capable bra, which they needed to be, the straps of which were outlined clearly against her tightly fitting top. The view was absolutely stunning. Why does she show them in that way, I feel (sortof) sorry for the guys in her ofice with those distractions! Is it because she likes to flaunt her assets, does she like people to have a good look, or does she feel ambivelent towards her own body or does she not even realise the havoc she is causing?