I began masturbating when I was only 4. My very first memories of masturbating involved inflatables.

I lived in a coastal state (okay, it was Florida) when I was a kid, so it was natural for my parents and grandmother to buy me beach toys. My first arousal, though, was with a 3-foot-tall inflatable Easter Bunny. I had no idea what it meant; only that it felt *good*. Then there was the big 24" beach ball my grandmother bought me. I bounced all around the yard on that lovely ball, but unfortunately we had sandspurs, and it started leaking from all these tiny, hissing holes. Then, as I had what I later realized was an orgasm — in front of everyone, mind you! — the ball shot out from under me and hit the exposed dryer vent, getting punctured on a sharp edge. (Fortunately, my family must have just thought I was hyper or something.)

Later, I played and played with every inflatable I could get my hands on. I especially remember this one inflatable football player. I felt guilty — not because I was masturbating with an inflatable, but because it was a "male" inflatable. (I'm still a little insecure about that aspect of my sexuality.) Once, I even bounced up and down on a balloon while inside a cardboard fort I'd built on the living room floor — and one wall fell down, causing my father to ask what in the world I was doing!

At about age 10, I started ejaculating, which embarrassed me a lot. Once I had a "wet-dream," without benefit of inflatables, while sleeping on a couch during a stay at my brother's house. When my mother started cleaning up the living room, she asked what the "slime" was on one pillow, but I professed total ignorance, and ran outside to play. (I somehow think she knew....) I also had recurring wet-dreams about the same subject — a voluptuous woman, sometimes with black hair, and sometimes with blonde hair, in a skin-tight yellow and black jumpsuit.

When I was almost 18 I started buying and playing with inflatable dolls, as well as continuing with beach balls, rafts, and any other inflatables I could afford. For a long time I had a phobia of punctured inflatables, but gradually I realized this phobia was only sexual tension, and I have learned to tease myself with this aspect of my sexual desires.

I have had only a few steady girlfriends (I'm tempted to say "a handful," but that would be a terrible pun), and now a fiancée. She is a wonderful woman, and the only one I have ever told face-to-face about my inflatable kinks. She accepted them, and we even use them to enhance our sex life! She and I are not only comfortable with mutual masturbation but aroused by it, and by masturbating in front of each other. My sex life is wonderful, and I owe a lot of it to open minds and inflatable toys.

I recommend the following toys for men, in no particular order:

Beach balls — cheap, fun, and easily mistaken for non-sexual toys.
Sock'Em Boppers — as above, but less easily disguised. They're nice and rugged, though.
Bop bags — You can even get bop bags that look more like the human form now — hint, hint.
Air mattresses — Float on a cushion of air, in or out of the water. Tell people they're for your back. (They certainly make my back feel better!)
Animal ride-ons — Whimsical, and the different shapes provide a variety of sensations.
Dolls — yes, dolls. They're expensive, especially the latex ones, which I feel are the best. But any doll can be fun. Pretend you're cheating on your significant other! Or use them for a threesome with your lover! Play, for Pete's sake!
Sheep — I actually haven't tried one of these yet, but I'm getting ready to buy the larger kind available only on the Web. They look appetizing — and naughty!

I recommend many of the same toys for women, although most women who have written about playing with male dolls find them distinctly unsatisfying.

Masturbate with inflatables, though — you'll be surprised at how nice they feel! (Cleanup is also a snap.)


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