Loving My Dick: Rodpumper’s Masturbation Manifesto
My Masturbation Manifesto
My love for and belief in masturbation is boundless, and I indulge in it and feed it at every opportunity - in secret. This blog is my release - if I had to hold my feelings in, I’d explode like the cum that shoots from my dick!
Despite a full life and busy work schedule, I find the time to devote hours and hours each week getting myself off. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night to masturbate my dick. It’s my secret life that no one knows about but I love it! I revel in being a shameless beatoff. By rough estimate I believe I’ve given myself about 13,000 orgasms, and will do just about anything to get myself off. Hell, writing this blog is just another method. It gets me so fucking hard!
Masturbation to me is a magical, surreal experience that puts me into a zone of pure joy and ecstasy. It is my heaven on earth as I wallow in porn and jerk off. I love masturbating so much that some of my favorite porn to beat off to is other people masturbating! Speaking of porn, I am turned on by ladies of all shapes and sizes, from tiny to absolutely huge, shaved & hairy, teens to grannies, especially when they are smiling. laughing and having fun fucking, sucking and rubbing themselves into the goon zone like I do.
I love watching anyone masturbate, and while straight, enjoy gay porn for a change of pace and nothing turns me on like a fellow man furiously beating his rock hard cock until he cums. Fetishes, I have a few: I have an enormous, fortunately insatiable fetish for the female asshole, which I find indescribably gorgeous, and anal is my favorite porn. One other insatiable fetish of mine, which will show up from time to time in “Stuff I like”, and will no doubt strike some people as odd, but so what, we all have them - fat women with pretty faces and big (I mean gargantuan) bellies whether from pregnancy or just plain food. I mean huge, soft, round, roly-poly, drooping-to-the-floor bellies, and we’re talking no such thing as too big. It is an instant turn on to me and more than once I’ve seen a 3 or 4 hundred pound woman in public and I’ve had to go find a place to masturbate before my dick exploded. And SSBBW porn - when such a woman masturbates or is getting fucked - OMG!! I cum so hard I almost faint. I just love big, to be honest: enormous bellies, chair-busting butts and massive natural pendulous milk-swollen udder tits. And watching men with big dicks have fun.
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My Passion for Masturbating
Ever since I saw my first nude woman at the age of about 10 at the cusp of my hormones kicking in, years before I discovered masturbation, I have been absolutely fascinated by sex. I think it’s the a****listic instincts – we revert to being cavemen and women driven by the pursuit of pure physical pleasure. Every day since that wonderful day I first masturbated I’m in awe and wonder that I have the ability to give myself ultimate pleasure – for free and with no consequences!
The ancient Greeks and Romans sculpted statues of erect cocks, and if I lived then I would probably have done the same. The greatest development for me of the now limitless variety of porn available on the internet is that I can observe this behavior, and participate in it by masturbating.
I often have wondered if I am among a distinct relatively small subset of people who are like this, but after seeing the sheer volume of participation statistics on porn sites on the internet, I don’t think so at all. I think rather that I’m in the very small subset of people who choose to express it on public forums, albeit anonymously for obvious reasons. Is it due to embarassment and social stigma? Possibly. I certainly had to cross the hurdle myself, but once I did, it was so liberating!
I’ve been a complete beatoff since my first orgasm, why not embrace it and celebrate it? In the last ten years or so I have extinguished any shame or guilt that remained. Not only that, I want to talk about it with anyone of like mind. Recently I crossed another threshold – I went to an adult store to buy toys and lube, and rather than averting my eyes when checking out, talked openly and freely with the cashier, who asked if I was into anal play (hell yes!) and recommended an awesome butt plug. That she was a fat woman (my major fetish) made it an awesome experience. No doubt she noticed the boner I wasn’t attempting to hide as she gave me a big smile and said “have a great night”, and laughed when I replied “You know I will!”
Yes, I am passionate about masturbating, and I want to tell the world!
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My Need for Masturbating
Masturbation for me is a biological necessity. No, it’s not like eating or breathing - I won’t die if I don’t masturbate. But for my well-being, I simply must masturbate. I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s simply who I am. God gave me my dick to enjoy and there is no point to fighting the desire, so I’m going in full force and explore masturbation to the fullest and strive to achieve the ultimate pleasure my dick can afford me.
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What Masturbation Has Taught Me
Masturbation has taught me tolerance. I believe sex is a gift from God to be enjoyed to the fullest extent. But with that enjoyment comes great responsibility. Masturbation is the ultimate personal choice in sex. It infringes on no one’s rights. For example, I am 100% faithful to my beautiful wife, who knows I masturbate (though not how much). Sex does not interest her much but she is the greatest life partner I could ever hope for, she is my soulmate, and masturbation allows me to satisfy my voracious sexual appetite while remaining 100% faithful to her.
It allows wide freedom of choice and the tolerance I’ve learned is to support any honest, faithful, responsible adult’s sexual choices with themselves or other consenting adults - gay, straight, bi, transgender, you name it. God loves us all and he created our bodies to be enjoyed whenever possible, be it through enjoying fine food and drink, improving our minds, or enjoying the wonder and endless joy of sex. We all have our own preferences which others may find quirky. For example I love anything anal (provided it’s “clean”) and have a passion for overweight, and especially obese women (I am finding from Tumblr there are legions of fellow fat admirers!), though I enjoy women of all shapes and sizes my wife is not fat but has gained considerable weight in her belly recently where it’s protruding noticeably - even getting close to being past her tits - and I just love it! She’s soft and cuddly and I want to fuck her brains out if she’s only let me - this after almost 30 years of marriage. But she doesn’t so I masturbate more. And more. And love it. God, I’m so hard typing these things I’m going off on rambling tangents and getting near goon territory, and rubbing my dick after every few words. It feels so, so fucking good.
Back to the subject - I am straight but am incredibly turned on by hard penises. Is there anything wrong with any of that, should I be ashamed? Of course not! Judge not, lest ye be judged.
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My Masturbation evolution, in phases
I have wanted to record this here seemingly forever, and I finally got inspired by a post I replied to on Richard Lovel’s Onania site. So here it is, my life stages as a masturbator and how I ended up here.
1. Anal play starting around the age of 12, and I continue to love my asshole to this day. I’d get a hard penis but had no idea what to do with it. Looking at Playboy and Penthouse with my friends with our dicks like steel because we didn’t masturbate. We hadn’t figured it out. I’d go to the library and read “Everything you always wanted to know about sex but were afraid to ask” and got incredibly hard - but I don’t recall a chapter on masturbation.
2. Discovery of masturbation at the age of 14, figured it out from reading about it in one small article in “The Last Whole Earth Catalog”. I masturbated under the covers in bed with two hands until I went faster and faster and faster and something happened that was like electricity going through my body. I figured it out - that was what an orgasm was that I’d been reading about! I couldn’t wait to do it again when I came home from school, locked myself in the bathroom and did it again, seeing my own cum for the first time. I was hooked for life. I didn’t teach myself to masturbate with one hand for at least six months, only figuring it out when someone made the familiar wanking hand wave in a lunch conversation in high school.
3. For the rest of high school and through college masturbated at varying intervals from every day to 2 or 3 times a week. I smoked pot for the first time and all I wanted to do was masturbate to the point of doing it with others in the room surreptitiously to the point of them wondering what I was doing, Fortunately I was never a stoner and only smoked occasionally when it was offered (I never asked), and never actually spent a single penny on it in my life. But when I did pot made me so horny it was as if my dick was ten feet long, so much so that it scared me (marijuana paranoia). In 1981, I got high at a party, drove home high (bad idea) and masturbated openly in the car on the expressway while driving, lifting my body up with one hand on the wheel, my foot on the accelerator and my hard dick exposed through the windows for all to see. I was lucky I wasn’t arrested. I haven’t had a single puff of marijuana since.
3a. After college I was still a virgin when I met my wife in 1983. I fucked her twice after our fourth date, and we were married one year and one month later. Yes, my wife deflowered me and is the only human being I have ever had sex with other than a blow job from a hooker at a bachelor party in college. I am a very faithful husband and love my wife today as much as the day I met her. And after we first met, we fucked like rabbits. I didn’t masturbate much. I didn’t need to.
4. After marriage sex declined. She doesn’t need it like I do, never did. And my masturbation increased back to my adolescent levels. I started traveling a lot for work and masturbating in hotel rooms, though porn in hotels back then was usually only the soft porn variety, not very satisfying at all - except in Canada, where there were no holds barred. I loved going to Canada. We’d still fuck on occasion, but it got to be with little variety, the same position, etc. During the 90’s I was an early adopter of the internet for one reason: access to porn. I used to download and decode videos for usenet porn sites and save them on CD. Downloading took seemingly forever. My favorite was always male on female anal sex, but I liked all hetero and lesbian sex. No gay sex, and even once rented a gay porn video out of curiosity when fortunate enough to be in hotel with a VCR in the room and shut it off a third of the way through it. I wasn’t interested. I spent more and more time late at night downloading from usenet, though, through the nineties.
5. Eventually my wife went through the pre-stages of menopause in the early 2000’s and sex declined further and just about ceased when she did go through menopause. I was getting really frustrated, even angry, though I never expressed that to her. I was still masturbating to orgasm in five minute sessions.
6. Then in the mid 2000’s a wonderful thing happened! The free porn explosion on the internet, and the first masturbation website I went to described edging. I didn’t know what it was. I had to figure out how to do this, and eventually I did. My life was transformed forever, for the better. I started masturbating for hours instead of minutes. I lost my inhibitions and any traces of guilt. I cammed and was proud and turned on by showing off my dick when before I’d never dream of it. I was spending more and more of my time masturbating and was absolutely loving it. I taught myself to goon, my heaven on earth. I found the internet community of masturbators, including our great Richard Lovel. I found I started masturbating to everything - that gay porn that used hold no interest? I can’t get enough of it! I understood it all better (I’ve become a complete supporter of LGBT rights as a result, and for the first time in my life I’ve made gay friends, and they’re great!). I started blogs and rather than only posting to forums like this I started to write about masturbation. I research it, I advocate it, it’s my hobby, it’s my passion, I want to explore it to its depth and become the ultimate masturbator while successfully balancing it with a great family, a horde of friends (neither of whom have any clue of my “other life”, and it will stay that way) and outside interests, and a great job. My overall mental outlook has never been better. My physical health is better - at about the time I learned to edge by total coincidence I was determined to quit smoking before the age of 50. I used the patch and it worked, but also, I need something to replace it. Voila! I masturbated instead! I haven’t had a puff of smoke in seven years and don’t miss it a bit and have no desire for a cigarette - so much so I almost forget I used to smoke. Yet another of the countless benefits of masturbation to me - my dick saved my lungs.
In short, I became Rodpumper.
I am the happiest I’ve ever been in my life.
I am BLESSED to be the masturbator that I am.
Pride - I want to tell everyone, but alas!
I am honored to be called a masturbator. I have become intensely proud of being a beatoff. I have gone the complete opposite direction of feeling guilty about it. Even the post-orgasm “resolution” stage has changed for me. That’s when the guilty feeling used to hit. Now, all that happens is I stop being horny, like flipping a switch, and I go on to other things. But guilt or shame? None. Zero. And when I’m gooning I am so proud of myself, that I’ve become a total masturbator!
That pride has made me into an exhibitionist. Due to my life circumstances, this is all secret so I can’t indulge that exhibitionism anywhere near to the extent I would like to (which would be on stage to an audience, truth be told, or openly on Chaturbate or a similar site showing my face and talking). But I can’t and that will never be possible, so I just have to fantasize about it, write about it here and occasionally post pictures and videos as anonymously as possible. And beat off on line with other masturbators in “closed” sessions when I know it’s safe to do so.
7. Finally, I've become solosexual. As my wife and I are approaching 35 years of marriage, I am approaching 5 years of pussy-free solosexuality! The last time I fucked my wife I stayed hard but couldn't cum, and all I could think about was pulling out and masturbating, because she wasn't enjoying it and I just wanted to beat off. And that's exactly what I did. Since then it's been unspoken between us, but we'll probably never fuck again. I wouldn't turn it down if she asked, but that's not going to happen. But the good news is I get off on having masturbation be my entire sex life. I get off on my selfish hedonistic devotion to the pleasure of gooning on my dick to endless rivers of porn.
It's so fucking great!
My love for and belief in masturbation is boundless, and I indulge in it and feed it at every opportunity - in secret. This blog is my release - if I had to hold my feelings in, I’d explode like the cum that shoots from my dick!
Despite a full life and busy work schedule, I find the time to devote hours and hours each week getting myself off. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night to masturbate my dick. It’s my secret life that no one knows about but I love it! I revel in being a shameless beatoff. By rough estimate I believe I’ve given myself about 13,000 orgasms, and will do just about anything to get myself off. Hell, writing this blog is just another method. It gets me so fucking hard!
Masturbation to me is a magical, surreal experience that puts me into a zone of pure joy and ecstasy. It is my heaven on earth as I wallow in porn and jerk off. I love masturbating so much that some of my favorite porn to beat off to is other people masturbating! Speaking of porn, I am turned on by ladies of all shapes and sizes, from tiny to absolutely huge, shaved & hairy, teens to grannies, especially when they are smiling. laughing and having fun fucking, sucking and rubbing themselves into the goon zone like I do.
I love watching anyone masturbate, and while straight, enjoy gay porn for a change of pace and nothing turns me on like a fellow man furiously beating his rock hard cock until he cums. Fetishes, I have a few: I have an enormous, fortunately insatiable fetish for the female asshole, which I find indescribably gorgeous, and anal is my favorite porn. One other insatiable fetish of mine, which will show up from time to time in “Stuff I like”, and will no doubt strike some people as odd, but so what, we all have them - fat women with pretty faces and big (I mean gargantuan) bellies whether from pregnancy or just plain food. I mean huge, soft, round, roly-poly, drooping-to-the-floor bellies, and we’re talking no such thing as too big. It is an instant turn on to me and more than once I’ve seen a 3 or 4 hundred pound woman in public and I’ve had to go find a place to masturbate before my dick exploded. And SSBBW porn - when such a woman masturbates or is getting fucked - OMG!! I cum so hard I almost faint. I just love big, to be honest: enormous bellies, chair-busting butts and massive natural pendulous milk-swollen udder tits. And watching men with big dicks have fun.
——————
My Passion for Masturbating
Ever since I saw my first nude woman at the age of about 10 at the cusp of my hormones kicking in, years before I discovered masturbation, I have been absolutely fascinated by sex. I think it’s the a****listic instincts – we revert to being cavemen and women driven by the pursuit of pure physical pleasure. Every day since that wonderful day I first masturbated I’m in awe and wonder that I have the ability to give myself ultimate pleasure – for free and with no consequences!
The ancient Greeks and Romans sculpted statues of erect cocks, and if I lived then I would probably have done the same. The greatest development for me of the now limitless variety of porn available on the internet is that I can observe this behavior, and participate in it by masturbating.
I often have wondered if I am among a distinct relatively small subset of people who are like this, but after seeing the sheer volume of participation statistics on porn sites on the internet, I don’t think so at all. I think rather that I’m in the very small subset of people who choose to express it on public forums, albeit anonymously for obvious reasons. Is it due to embarassment and social stigma? Possibly. I certainly had to cross the hurdle myself, but once I did, it was so liberating!
I’ve been a complete beatoff since my first orgasm, why not embrace it and celebrate it? In the last ten years or so I have extinguished any shame or guilt that remained. Not only that, I want to talk about it with anyone of like mind. Recently I crossed another threshold – I went to an adult store to buy toys and lube, and rather than averting my eyes when checking out, talked openly and freely with the cashier, who asked if I was into anal play (hell yes!) and recommended an awesome butt plug. That she was a fat woman (my major fetish) made it an awesome experience. No doubt she noticed the boner I wasn’t attempting to hide as she gave me a big smile and said “have a great night”, and laughed when I replied “You know I will!”
Yes, I am passionate about masturbating, and I want to tell the world!
——————
My Need for Masturbating
Masturbation for me is a biological necessity. No, it’s not like eating or breathing - I won’t die if I don’t masturbate. But for my well-being, I simply must masturbate. I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s simply who I am. God gave me my dick to enjoy and there is no point to fighting the desire, so I’m going in full force and explore masturbation to the fullest and strive to achieve the ultimate pleasure my dick can afford me.
——————
What Masturbation Has Taught Me
Masturbation has taught me tolerance. I believe sex is a gift from God to be enjoyed to the fullest extent. But with that enjoyment comes great responsibility. Masturbation is the ultimate personal choice in sex. It infringes on no one’s rights. For example, I am 100% faithful to my beautiful wife, who knows I masturbate (though not how much). Sex does not interest her much but she is the greatest life partner I could ever hope for, she is my soulmate, and masturbation allows me to satisfy my voracious sexual appetite while remaining 100% faithful to her.
It allows wide freedom of choice and the tolerance I’ve learned is to support any honest, faithful, responsible adult’s sexual choices with themselves or other consenting adults - gay, straight, bi, transgender, you name it. God loves us all and he created our bodies to be enjoyed whenever possible, be it through enjoying fine food and drink, improving our minds, or enjoying the wonder and endless joy of sex. We all have our own preferences which others may find quirky. For example I love anything anal (provided it’s “clean”) and have a passion for overweight, and especially obese women (I am finding from Tumblr there are legions of fellow fat admirers!), though I enjoy women of all shapes and sizes my wife is not fat but has gained considerable weight in her belly recently where it’s protruding noticeably - even getting close to being past her tits - and I just love it! She’s soft and cuddly and I want to fuck her brains out if she’s only let me - this after almost 30 years of marriage. But she doesn’t so I masturbate more. And more. And love it. God, I’m so hard typing these things I’m going off on rambling tangents and getting near goon territory, and rubbing my dick after every few words. It feels so, so fucking good.
Back to the subject - I am straight but am incredibly turned on by hard penises. Is there anything wrong with any of that, should I be ashamed? Of course not! Judge not, lest ye be judged.
——————
My Masturbation evolution, in phases
I have wanted to record this here seemingly forever, and I finally got inspired by a post I replied to on Richard Lovel’s Onania site. So here it is, my life stages as a masturbator and how I ended up here.
1. Anal play starting around the age of 12, and I continue to love my asshole to this day. I’d get a hard penis but had no idea what to do with it. Looking at Playboy and Penthouse with my friends with our dicks like steel because we didn’t masturbate. We hadn’t figured it out. I’d go to the library and read “Everything you always wanted to know about sex but were afraid to ask” and got incredibly hard - but I don’t recall a chapter on masturbation.
2. Discovery of masturbation at the age of 14, figured it out from reading about it in one small article in “The Last Whole Earth Catalog”. I masturbated under the covers in bed with two hands until I went faster and faster and faster and something happened that was like electricity going through my body. I figured it out - that was what an orgasm was that I’d been reading about! I couldn’t wait to do it again when I came home from school, locked myself in the bathroom and did it again, seeing my own cum for the first time. I was hooked for life. I didn’t teach myself to masturbate with one hand for at least six months, only figuring it out when someone made the familiar wanking hand wave in a lunch conversation in high school.
3. For the rest of high school and through college masturbated at varying intervals from every day to 2 or 3 times a week. I smoked pot for the first time and all I wanted to do was masturbate to the point of doing it with others in the room surreptitiously to the point of them wondering what I was doing, Fortunately I was never a stoner and only smoked occasionally when it was offered (I never asked), and never actually spent a single penny on it in my life. But when I did pot made me so horny it was as if my dick was ten feet long, so much so that it scared me (marijuana paranoia). In 1981, I got high at a party, drove home high (bad idea) and masturbated openly in the car on the expressway while driving, lifting my body up with one hand on the wheel, my foot on the accelerator and my hard dick exposed through the windows for all to see. I was lucky I wasn’t arrested. I haven’t had a single puff of marijuana since.
3a. After college I was still a virgin when I met my wife in 1983. I fucked her twice after our fourth date, and we were married one year and one month later. Yes, my wife deflowered me and is the only human being I have ever had sex with other than a blow job from a hooker at a bachelor party in college. I am a very faithful husband and love my wife today as much as the day I met her. And after we first met, we fucked like rabbits. I didn’t masturbate much. I didn’t need to.
4. After marriage sex declined. She doesn’t need it like I do, never did. And my masturbation increased back to my adolescent levels. I started traveling a lot for work and masturbating in hotel rooms, though porn in hotels back then was usually only the soft porn variety, not very satisfying at all - except in Canada, where there were no holds barred. I loved going to Canada. We’d still fuck on occasion, but it got to be with little variety, the same position, etc. During the 90’s I was an early adopter of the internet for one reason: access to porn. I used to download and decode videos for usenet porn sites and save them on CD. Downloading took seemingly forever. My favorite was always male on female anal sex, but I liked all hetero and lesbian sex. No gay sex, and even once rented a gay porn video out of curiosity when fortunate enough to be in hotel with a VCR in the room and shut it off a third of the way through it. I wasn’t interested. I spent more and more time late at night downloading from usenet, though, through the nineties.
5. Eventually my wife went through the pre-stages of menopause in the early 2000’s and sex declined further and just about ceased when she did go through menopause. I was getting really frustrated, even angry, though I never expressed that to her. I was still masturbating to orgasm in five minute sessions.
6. Then in the mid 2000’s a wonderful thing happened! The free porn explosion on the internet, and the first masturbation website I went to described edging. I didn’t know what it was. I had to figure out how to do this, and eventually I did. My life was transformed forever, for the better. I started masturbating for hours instead of minutes. I lost my inhibitions and any traces of guilt. I cammed and was proud and turned on by showing off my dick when before I’d never dream of it. I was spending more and more of my time masturbating and was absolutely loving it. I taught myself to goon, my heaven on earth. I found the internet community of masturbators, including our great Richard Lovel. I found I started masturbating to everything - that gay porn that used hold no interest? I can’t get enough of it! I understood it all better (I’ve become a complete supporter of LGBT rights as a result, and for the first time in my life I’ve made gay friends, and they’re great!). I started blogs and rather than only posting to forums like this I started to write about masturbation. I research it, I advocate it, it’s my hobby, it’s my passion, I want to explore it to its depth and become the ultimate masturbator while successfully balancing it with a great family, a horde of friends (neither of whom have any clue of my “other life”, and it will stay that way) and outside interests, and a great job. My overall mental outlook has never been better. My physical health is better - at about the time I learned to edge by total coincidence I was determined to quit smoking before the age of 50. I used the patch and it worked, but also, I need something to replace it. Voila! I masturbated instead! I haven’t had a puff of smoke in seven years and don’t miss it a bit and have no desire for a cigarette - so much so I almost forget I used to smoke. Yet another of the countless benefits of masturbation to me - my dick saved my lungs.
In short, I became Rodpumper.
I am the happiest I’ve ever been in my life.
I am BLESSED to be the masturbator that I am.
Pride - I want to tell everyone, but alas!
I am honored to be called a masturbator. I have become intensely proud of being a beatoff. I have gone the complete opposite direction of feeling guilty about it. Even the post-orgasm “resolution” stage has changed for me. That’s when the guilty feeling used to hit. Now, all that happens is I stop being horny, like flipping a switch, and I go on to other things. But guilt or shame? None. Zero. And when I’m gooning I am so proud of myself, that I’ve become a total masturbator!
That pride has made me into an exhibitionist. Due to my life circumstances, this is all secret so I can’t indulge that exhibitionism anywhere near to the extent I would like to (which would be on stage to an audience, truth be told, or openly on Chaturbate or a similar site showing my face and talking). But I can’t and that will never be possible, so I just have to fantasize about it, write about it here and occasionally post pictures and videos as anonymously as possible. And beat off on line with other masturbators in “closed” sessions when I know it’s safe to do so.
7. Finally, I've become solosexual. As my wife and I are approaching 35 years of marriage, I am approaching 5 years of pussy-free solosexuality! The last time I fucked my wife I stayed hard but couldn't cum, and all I could think about was pulling out and masturbating, because she wasn't enjoying it and I just wanted to beat off. And that's exactly what I did. Since then it's been unspoken between us, but we'll probably never fuck again. I wouldn't turn it down if she asked, but that's not going to happen. But the good news is I get off on having masturbation be my entire sex life. I get off on my selfish hedonistic devotion to the pleasure of gooning on my dick to endless rivers of porn.
It's so fucking great!
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