Wallow in the joy

I am a 67-year-old circumcised man who has been very happily married for 44 years and yet still indulges in the pleasurable pastime of masturbation.

I suppose I must have been about 10 years old when I first discovered that by playing with my penis it would stiffen and produce a delightful sensation. My elder brother had already reached puberty, and he showed me the "fist" method so that I could induce the wonderful feeling that I later learned to be an orgasm.

Soon after this, while having a picnic in some park, I visited a remote public toilet to urinate and there encountered a middle-age man standing at the stall playing with his erect penis. To my young eyes it seemed huge and, seeing my eyes popping out in amazement, he proudly showed it to me and asked me to stroke it for him. This I did, and it still remains as the only occasion that I have touched another man's pride and joy. I never saw him again, but it then dawned on me that here was an activity that was enjoyed by grown-ups as well as boys.

In those days teenage sex was virtually unheard of, so I, like my friends, obtained sexual pleasure from regular masturbation — in my case, 4 or 5 times a week. Friends would often talk about it, but it was an activity carried out in private. We would have had even more fun if JackinWorld had been around in those days.

At the age of 21 I met the girl who was to become my wife. Premarital sex was rather frowned upon then, and it was risky as well, because the contraceptive pill had not yet been invented. Nevertheless, we spent many a happy hour masturbating each other to orgasm. In the following year we married, and as we proceeded to enjoy frequent sexual intercourse, masturbation was put on the back burner.

When I reached my mid 40s I began to spend some time away from home on business, and on these occasions the urge to masturbate returned. Indeed, I used to look forward to those nights in a hotel bedroom when I could devote time to my penis. Once, when I was abroad for nearly 4 weeks, I shaved my scrotum and found that the sensations when fondling my testicles were greatly improved.

In my late 50s, disaster struck. I began to have difficulty achieving and maintaining erections. Sexual activity dwindled and virtually ceased altogether. My doctor diagnosed testosterone deficiency and prescribed replacement therapy. Later he also recommended Viagra to, as he put it, "enhance" the erection. This did the trick, and much to my wife's delight, I resumed sexual activity.

Now that we are both retired, my wife and I normally have sexual intercourse two or three times a week, but from time to time I feel the need to masturbate. This I do when she is out of the house for the morning so that I can have a long session. Until I became a JackInsider I used to have a sense of guilt about this, but now that I have discovered there are others out there like me, I can happily lie back and wallow in the joys of masturbation.