Still going strong.
When I was nineteen, I had to travel to a college in the UK for an interview. During my visit, I went into a newsagents and bought my first porn magazine. This was in 1967 and they only showed tits then but I was still greatly excited.
Returning home later in the day, on the train, I was looking at the magazine, as I was in a compartment by myself. I was safe from being interrupted, as it was a carriage without a connecting corridor. My cock became rock hard immediately and I couldn't stop myself from feeling it through my trousers. Eventually I had to get it out, as I couldn't contain myself any longer and I was bound to spunk before long. In those days I spunked very quickly and I was soon shooting a big load of thick white spunk over my hand and elsewhere. Then I had a problem, as the train was stopping at a station and it was all I could do to get cleaned up before it stopped.
To this day, I am still in love with my wonderful cock and I love wanking just as much, and will do it anywhere I can. I take longer to spunk these days but still pump good loads of thick white spunk, and I still wank quite often, usually at least once a day. I often wank at the PC whilst looking at porn, as I have this morning (resulting in a big pool of spunk on the floor), and I particularly love wanking outdoors.