Taking care of my needs, even in a public restroom
In my college days, I was very shy and didn't have many friends, let alone girlfriends. I had attended an all boy school and just didn't fit in. I had always been a loner and very independent. As a young man in my early twenties with a great sex drive, I enjoyed taking care of myself, although I would have loved to have had a girlfriend to play around with. I had been masturbating since I was 13 and it almost became an obsession. I was masturbating usually 1-2 times a day.
In high school, I discovered the pictorials and letters of Penthouse magazine. These women were just gorgeous and I loved the way they touched themselves, especially when with a man or woman. These women became the object of my fantasies, especially when I started reading the letters and stories.
I attended a university downtown and one day while exploring the shops in the arcade, I hit the jackpot: a used book and magazine store with hundreds of older issues of Penthouse! My cock would be so hard as I looked through the magazines and made my purchase. I'll never forget this one pictorial of a beautiful brunette who was hitchhiking and and of course had sex with a great looking guy. I had a lot of time between classes, so I would often find a quiet study lounge overlooking the student center below and look at the magazines discreetly. Of course I was getting horny and my cock was hard and I was slowly and gently rubbing it. Occasionally someone would walk past and I had to rearrange things so I wouldn't be caught.
After about a half hour of this teasing, I had to take care of myself so I went into the boys room which was empty and locked myself in a stall. I put my backpack up on a hook and sat down on the toilet and began to slowly stroke myself while imagining all of the pictures I had just seen: women masturbating their clit's and pussies, kneading and touching their nipples and some even licking their nipples! It was even hotter with couples, especially seeing girls licking each others nipples. (think I have a nipple fetish?)It wouldn't take long for my penis to start feeling even better and the pleasure would just keep building and I would pump faster and faster until I could feel myself getting ready to explode. Then I went over the point of no return and my white thick come would shoot, wave after wave.
It was so exciting to do this in a public place that I repeated this often, at school, then at work, in libraries, any public restroom. I would only allow quiet gasps when I came so I wouldn't let others know what I was doing. Also had to be aware of the fapping sounds! I must admit this happened about 20 years ago, but maybe I need to start doing this again.