I am addicted to stroking my rock hard prick. I just can't help but rub myself to orgasm every morning, afternoon, and night.
Turning 18 was a big deal for me. Not because I could buy tobacco, I don't smoke, or vote... but because I could purchase porn and yes, I am an avid, and I mean avid masturbator. I have done it in so many locations. My bedroom, my brother's bedroom, grandmother's living room, best friend's bedroom, bathroom, hotels, living room, and mother's bed. The one place I was longing to add to my little list of prick pleasing fun was the local adult video and news store. I had my 18th birthday pegged for that very reason, I could finally step foot into a masturbators heaven. Walls lined with pictures of sluts and whores doing incredibly nasty things to themselves and others. Shelves of plastic dicks, tits, whips and chains. And most importantly, an area where a guy like me could go and stroke himself to orgasm. A room set aside for that sole purpose, self-induced orgasms with video assistance.
Now I turn 18 in November, and although I am addicted to beating my meat I was unable to work up the courage to make a trip to the porn shop. I finally worked up the nerve this past Easter Sunday to go on in and purchase some masturbatory material. My family had to drive past the store on the way to and from my uncle's home. As soon as I realized we were getting close to the Video store my dick began to twitch. As soon as we arrived at my home I came up with some lame excuse to leave my house so that I could go and indulge in my ultimate fantasy.
As I neared the Adult Video and News Store the butterflies began to flutter in my stomach and my heart was racing, but like I knew I would, I had a gigantic boner. As I entered the front door the cashier, a younger looking female slightly on the heavy side with a lip piercing, asked for my I.D. After giving me the ok I knew I was free to roam until my cock gave the word that I had hit the spot and it wanted to spew its spunk.
For some reason I was too afraid to give a glance over the video section, but I knew I would be back again, so I headed straight for the magazine racks (I was so nervous I had totally forgotten about the video arcade... I have made several visits since).
I took my time looking through the magazines, but I knew what I wanted.. Club Confidential (I had found a stash of these in my attic when I was younger and enjoyed the trashiness and pages and pages of cock craving whores). I found a great deal, 7 magazines for 14.99! I rushed to the register and purchased my first porno, then raced home and jacked off to the largest, self-induced orgasm of my life.
I am hoping this story serves as a nice introduction to the world of my masturbation antics... if I receive some good feedback I may post about my experiences in the Video Arcade (last night I watched two men jerk each other off) and I may share more erotic encounters.