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Then there is direct pressure on a surface, like the floor or grass or bedsheets. When I was younger I was able to lie on the floor, before getting an erection, with my penis facing backward; I'd let it harden and sort of roll and rock with my back arched and my hands on my butt. But usually this direct-pressure method yields less great orgasms. Probably the best orgasms I've had involved additional props — for instance, coming out of the shower and humping the floor, or slithering around in gooey mud on a lake edge. The where and when adds another dimension! Doubtless the majority of my sessions have been indoors, because it's often easier or safer — but the average quality of the outdoor episodes has been better.

Indoors is the typical venue for masturbating when reading or watching, and is typical for the use of books or furniture or the PVC or paint roller — in the living room, bathroom, bedroom or study or kitchen or basement or garage. I have rarely masturbated in the shower, because it just isn't as good as outside. But I have had great "between shower" performances, as with lather, maybe a belt or book, especially in a hotel bathroom with lots of mirrors. But in general afternoon or evening times are the best, because one's scrotum seems to loosen up over the course of the day — and one's mental mood builds up. Indoor masturbation does provide opportunities to add a little excitement of the risk of being observed, as through the bathroom window if masturbating in the course of shaving, or anywhere in the house with visibility from outside. I've masturbated indoors but not at home lots of times, but these sessions are probably usually less great because of less time or poorer props. The most frequent and successful were in my office at work (with books, or by hand while reading), or at hotels or motels on trips. Just for having done so: At church, and one of those wayside chapels. Yes, in library stacks. Certainly, while staying in other people's homes; the greatest was on a bear rug in front of a fireplace. Rarely in movies (only when I was young), or public restrooms (yes, on an airplane, from desire), but a couple of nice occasions in public showers (at beaches).

Vehicles? Of course. A couple of times on a plane (in earlier days with fewer passengers). Several times on trains. (I am old enough to have traveled trains in the '50s and '60s.) In small boats while fishing. Many times in cars, although it's more fun and safer to park for the climax. This is usually best on longer drives, as returning home, with the sun coming through on one's equipment, with a slow, gentle hand technique. Many times in parking lots, as at a mall, or supermarket, or park. One of my very best orgasms of the last decade was at a park-and-ride lot adjoining a busy freeway. My orgasm was probably aided by the possibility of some freeway drivers to observe.

Outside: Dozens of times in my own yard, in the daytime as well as at night. In the day, I was more clothed and a little more surreptitious. At night, naked, using lawn furniture, PVC pipe (obviously better in summer than in winter). In city parks, cautiously in the day or night, because of greater legal and personal risks; still, some quite good experiences, especially early on a summer morning, as along the bank of a lake or stream; more blatantly in more wooded and natural parks. In pools and spas, both indoors and out; the action of the spa plumes contributes. At ocean beaches, in and out of the water, yes — but this kind of episode is overrated.

A lot of my greatest masturbation experiences have been outdoors while hiking and camping. I am, despite my age, more likely to achieve multiple orgasms in connection with hiking than any other time. (As you can tell, I like to hike nude whenever I can.) While I have masturbated while actually hiking or even jogging in the nude, by hand, as with a car, it is better to stop and take more time. Thus I have stopped along a trail, when spying a particularly useful branch, or where there is a gentle waterfall, and had great times. Generally my best experiences have been along the edge of or just in a lake, using a nice, smooth log or branch to rub against. I don't doubt these escapades are sometimes seen at a distance. A couple of times I was buzzed by a small plane. One of the old-fashioned air mattresses with the bigger ribbing used to be great on the water. And if the climb was not too strenuous, I have also liked to masturbate on the top of mountains. On one such occasion I entertained those in a small plane (using an ice ax for friction).

I guess I must have a streak of exhibitionism [Editor's note: What makes you say that?], although I am probably more careful than I sound. As a last statistic, I have been in all 50 states, but I'm not sure if I have successfully masturbated in each — that's another worthy goal.

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