I'm a great believer that if we were not supposed to masturbate alone, then our arms would not be that long! But it's even more fun to do it with someone else!
Anyway I'm a compulsive masturbater, and have been doing it for years. When I was very young I found that rubbing my prick against the sheets gave me a wonderful feeling, and that graduated to full and varied explorations of all things comforting, as well as playing with others and showing them what I had found to be pleasant. Now I do it at home, in the car, out in the woods, in fact anywhere at all.
Over the years I have found others who enjoy the close contact who like to 'help' one another to achieve that wonderful feeling of hard cock and squirting cum splashing on our bodies. From mutual wanking in front of a bathroom mirror, to game playing to see who could cum the fastest and the furthest, bum play, and other
experimentation. Oh, at times I have gone much further than just hand to cock contact, but that has to be reserved for another time and another site!
Recently I have been meeting with an older gentleman (Paul 87) who loves to get naked and play. He is infatuated with my cock-it's large-and just the other day was one of the best that I could remember. I went over to his house and quickly he was on his knees and had my cock out and solid. He is not as well endowed as me,
but it still is a nice handful. Little did I know that he in fact had set up a meeting with his younger brother (Steve 77) and we both got naked, laying down on the bed with both of them on either side of me. I reversed myself so that my feet were at the head end of the bed. That way we could play with each other's cocks
at the same time, without that annoying problem of everyone trying to get hold of the same object.
So there I was with two fine solid cocks, one in each hand, and full unrestricted access to all the fun bits. I was enjoying two hands exploring my cock and balls. Stan was the first to let go. His cock enlarged noticeably and produced a wonderful fountain of
creamy white cum that covered my left hand and added a wonderful feeling to his cock. He gripped my cock like a true friend and brought me off all over my belly. Paul joined in and blew a load all over my right hand. We collapsed and enjoyed the sticky texture or each other's shrinking appendages, until the feeling of lust died down and I turned around and pulled the sheet over us all and cuddled for a while.
The recuperative power of Paul was awesome. In only a little while I felt his cock rise again as he ground it into my thigh. Steve seemed to just want to snuggle close and let the sticky fluid mingle on our bodies. At that point I took the time to help Paul to another climax.
I see nothing wrong with masturbation, I'm of the belief that if it feels good, do it!