Part Two of a two-part series; read Part One.

I continued to masturbate, even after I married for the first time. If a day went by that we didn't have sex, I had to masturbate. Sometimes I'd masturbate even if we did have sex that same day. I couldn't go a day without an ejaculation, though. If she wouldn't (or couldn't) have sex, I'd go into another room and stroke away until I was completely drained. It's odd that even though I had engaged in mutual masturbation with friends, I never masturbated in front of my wife. When we got divorced after almost 8 years of marriage, I found myself left completely to my own devices. I would masturbate every day unless I went out and managed to find a sex partner for the night; if none was available, I'd do a "solo" as soon as I got home.

Sometimes I like to watch pornography as I masturbate, and as strange as it may sound, I prefer watching male solo films. It's fun trying to match the actors stroke for stroke and attempting to time my eruption with theirs. I don't know why, but being able to ejaculate at the exact same time is very satisfying. Or I read masturbation magazines. That is where I discovered the Accu-Jac.

The Accu-Jac was one of the best investments I ever made! Especially being a single guy. Let's face it -- sometimes fisting your stiffy just doesn't satisfy completely. The Accu-Jac was (they went out of business a few years ago) a masturbation device that used a clear, soft, flexible sleeve that attached to a small-diameter tube. The tube plugged into the motor housing. Using alternating air currents, it would slide the sleeve back and forth over the penis. There were adjustments for speed as well as the length of the stroke. If you held the sleeve to the base of your shaft, it would "suck" you, which felt incredibly similar to oral sex. If you wished, you could walk around, or lie back and just enjoy the sensations. You could move around at will because the device would not let the sleeve slip off your erection. That also left your hands free to employ as you wished. It was safe to ejaculate into the sleeve as long as you didn't allow the semen to get up into the motor housing. And cleanup was a breeze -- you just rinsed the out sleeve with warm soapy water.

I'm sorry to say I don't have the Accu-Jac anymore. I wore it out using it so much, sometime after marrying my second wife, because once I got it I rarely used my hands. It was a constant comfort for my physical release. I even continued to use it while I was enjoying a great sexual relationship with a longtime girlfriend. It was a great way, just as any masturbation is, to enjoy the pleasures of my body without the pressure of having to "perform." Sweet, slow, sensual release. I still have the sleeves and occasionally use them when masturbating, even now. I'll get my favorite lube (Celebrate! for Men), lube the sleeve, and placing it between cushions on the couch, hump the hell out of it until I blast off! It's a perfect simulation of a wet vagina.

My second wife and I have been married now for 13 years. We have a very satisfying sex life. We have been very honest and forthright about everything. She knows my past and I know hers. She knows I masturbate. She occasionally strokes me to ejaculation, and I'll return the favor until she reaches orgasm. We don't masturbate for each other -- it will always be a part of foreplay. I still masturbate solo, though. I've reached the age where I can go a couple of days without, but at least 3 times a week I need to get off. It doesn't matter to me whether it's via sex or my own fist (or sleeve) -- it just matters that I do it. When my wife questioned the matter of frequency, I just pointed her to the Men's Health magazine articles that said urologists recommend a minimum of 3 ejaculations per week to maintain and promote prostate health. How can you argue with that?

I've even had a urologist masturbate me in his office. It had been so long since I'd been able to ejaculate, my wife insisted that I see a doctor. Rarely I would have the sensations of orgasm, but nothing would come out. It was frustrating as hell, and I just seemed to be getting more and more horny all the time. Erections would pop up very frequently; I would stay rock hard for very long periods of time and lubricate constantly. By the end of the day the crotch of my briefs would be soaking wet. I finally goy up enough courage to go to a urologist.

The nurse produced two bottles and told me she needed me to fill them both (if possible) with urine. When that was complete, she came into the exam room with a new patient folder, took the usual vital signs and history, and told me to disrobe. She picked up the specimen bottles and left the room.

The doctor was prompt. The first thing he did was examine my testicles and vas deferens. He felt along my entire penis, even up under the scrotum. Then he told me to turn around and lean over the exam table and spread my legs a bit. Oh, geez! Those dreaded words! And I heard the snap of the rubber glove. I was wincing, and he hadn't even gotten near me yet. With a gob of K-Y Jelly on my anus, he pushed a finger up my rectum. He moved it around and proceeded to push in a second time easily. Within a couple minutes he had three fingers up my rectum and was massaging and pushing on my prostate. Despite my most valiant efforts, and much to my chagrin, I developed the biggest erection I'd ever experienced. Suddenly he withdrew his fingers, grabbed my arm and pulled me into a standing position. He grabbed the shaft of my penis with his lubed up hand using "milking" strokes. I proceeded to have the most violent ejaculation of my life. My knees buckled, and I fell back against the exam table. He had to help to keep me from falling to the floor, it was so intense and painful. There was an unusual odor, and I was absolutely mortified! But he calmly picked up a slide and captured a large sample as it drooled out the end of my softening erection and set it aside. He told me not be embarrassed, that it was necessary and not as unusual as I might think. He handed me some towels and told me to go ahead and clean myself up. He said I had a very bad prostate infection and that it had most likely caused a blockage. The fluids had been backing up and had no way to escape. The pressure buildup was what was causing the frequent erections. Later he returned and gave me a prescription for anitbiotics and told me to be sure to drink lots of fluids and to masturbate to ejaculation at least twice a day for 2 weeks to help clear the prostate. What an experience!

I will always masturbate. It's healthy, it's very enjoyable, and it gives me time to myself. Occasionally it is a fast and furious thing, but most often I can take my time and really enjoy myself -- starting and stopping and really building it up until I just can't hold off any longer. I will always take advantage of the opportunity to engage in mutual masturbation as well. It's very enjoyable to both give and receive that kind of physical pleasure. I hope masturbation "comes out of the closet" someday and is looked upon widely as a healthy, normal, and satisying way to relieve sexual tension. Perhaps there would be fewer unwanted pregancies and the spread of STDs would diminish.


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