From the beginning.
Masturbation during my young days was such an uncomplicated two finger affair, all I needed was a little privacy and a couple of minutes. Even when it resulted in a few clear drops and three fingers, it was easy. When it became more and squirting, a paper towel or a toilet became necessary to hide the evidence. Later, long after I got married, when I had more control over my urges and longer self-time, edging became the normal procedure. With a lot of alone time on nearly regular intervals, some only for one hour, others for at least three hours or more. A mirror became my obvious choice, and later a camera to keep some evidence for later viewing. In front of my desktop pc I could really enjoy myself, even chat or just look at nudes. Edging became my first choice, and with a home-made vibrator I could hold my erection for as long as needed. The vibrator was very powerful, so much so that I could cum without even having a proper erection. And on a couple of occasions it did make me cum without planning to, causing a lot of cleaning and drying. A speed control made a huge difference. My wife nearly caught me on a couple of occasions, and in fact suspected that I was masturbating when alone. Lately I have much less quality alone time, so planning is essential. Making notes of when she will be out, stop all deliveries and friends visiting. Setting everything up so as not to waste time, and be able to hide everything, including my erection, if she should return early. If only she would learn to masturbate and join me, everything would still have been so uncomplicated. But then again, I love the excitement.
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