THE WANKING OF PENIS 6.0

When I was in high school, my journalism instructor told me about an article a student wrote years before about a fisherman catching a huge fish. The title of the story was called “The Master Baiter”, a quick pun on what every high school boy was talking about after the story was published in the student newspaper. My journalism instructor never even considered that the words was a play on masturbation and that it would become a sort of urban legend among all the high school students in the years to come. They would whisper to each other in-between audible giggles about the jokes of jacking off, which only played second fiddle to some guy farting in class; yet another show of masculine substance that each of the alpha males would partake in… in an apparent desperate attempt to show which guy was the coolest.
For most of us, masturbation started way before high school. I was in the 5th grade when I masturbated for the first time. I don’t remember anyone ever talking to be about it but I do remember that I woke up one morning with a hard-on and my right hand went down. I did it because it felt good and because it felt very natural. I do remember that the only thing I didn’t expect or prepare for was an organism. When my cum squirted out onto my stomach, I was in total shock. I didn’t know that was suppose to happened and my twelve year old mind wasn’t prepared for it either. In my head, I thought I had hurt myself and that it was clear blood that squirted out the tip of my penis. I had a huge fear that someone was going to find out what I did to myself because I just knew that if I started to feel pain or numbness, I would be forced to tell my parents and they would have to take me to the hospital for major surgery. All of this, of course, coming from the mind of a twelve year old. I don’t think I masturbated again for another month; it was only after my hormones got the best of me that I attempted to do it again. The second time would be much different, because I knew what to expect, and I had my Kleenex held tightly in my left hand.
I’ve often wondered why masturbation has been considered so taboo in our society. It’s like the secret thing that we all do but we never really talk about. Not only do I think we should be talking about masturbation but it should be encouraged in our teenagers and young adults. Boys are horny by nature. It is instinct to mate with anything within our grasp, be it our pillows, socks, or any girl or boy willing to give it up. In the age where sexual transmitted diseases including herpes, Chlamydia, and AIDS are running rampant; it’s imperative that we promote safe activities to protect these young adults. Masturbation is a viable option on several different levels.
I’m a strong supporter of safe sex but safe sex is not 100%. Accidents can happen, condoms can break, pills can be forgotten and so mutual masturbation is an option that can prevent these accidents from taking place. As long as semen doesn’t enter the vagina then the threat of pregnancy is zero; and as long as there is no exchange in body fluids then the threat of disease is zero. We can still show our physical attraction to each other without sexual intercourse. Not only does this show respect to our partners but it shows that we have respect for ourselves. Respect is the key to any long term potential relationship that we decide to enter into. We cannot rely on anyone to respect and take care of providing protection if we are unable or unwilling to provide that protection for ourselves. Masturbating is a respectful way to protect ourselves and our partners.
It’s important that we love and take care of ourselves, heck, how can we have anyone else love us if we don’t already love ourselves. Masturbation is an activity that shows that we do care about our own needs. It’s a proven fact that masturbation releases stress and lowers blood pressure which is an indication of a more healthy lifestyle. It’s okay to focus on ourselves and to pleasure ourselves because we are healthier for it. If we allow stress and the burdens of life to take a hold of us and we don’t find releases, then all of that negative energy is going to build up inside of us, and that is not a good thing. Suffering is not a human condition that we should have to endure and we should do whatever it takes to maintain ourselves mentally and physically. Masturbation can totally turn a day around for any us. We can feel like crap one minute and after we masturbate, everything is okay the next. It’s that release of energy that is necessary to be able to function properly.
During college, I participated in Model United Nations, a program that examines the functions and usefulness of the U.N. We were having our annual conference in New York City where I was chairing a committee. My co-chair was a six foot tall blonde, woman from Russia who had the hottest accent. I would stutter every time I found myself around her; I was just an complete nervous wreck if she was within ten feet of me. At some point during the early morning hours of drinking and partying at a local Irish pub, I got back to my room and the Russian had left a half hearted, seductive voicemail on my answering machine saying she had gone out and had bought me a New York style cheesecake; and that she wanted me to come upstairs to her hotel room and get a piece. After I heard the message, I was flipped out on the floor having spasms, unable to find the air to breath, as my friends looked upon me in both horror and delight. The next day in committee, I was unable to focus on any of the topics that were in discussion. The Russian was sitting right next to me and her very aroma was enticing me to jump on her and mate. I was unable to keep my dick from getting hard so I just kept my legs folded underneath the table so the entire forty member committee wouldn’t see my dick trying to break out of my jeans. I finally hit my breaking point and I called for a forty-five minute recess. One of the committee members that seemed to be bored out of his mind quickly seconded the motion and I ran up eight flights of stairs to jump into a shower and jacked off at the thought of my Russian. I returned to the meeting smiling with a renewed focused on doing my job even though, all I really needed, was a ten minute recess.
I hear story after story of date rape and the pressures that many girls are forced to confront. This is why I think it’s particularly important that boys masturbate before going out on a date. The release of sexual tension is a healthy start before beginning any date because it reduces stress and the sexual pressure on the couple. Boys should be able to focus on the many aspects of a date without the building sexual pressure of how we can get into our partner’s panties. We should be able to relax and enjoy ourselves on any date and focus ourselves on the conversation between us and getting to know the person sitting across from us. The connections that we establish with one another will benefit us, not only mentally, but sexually down the road, if we choose to hold off on having sex with our partners. Masturbation is a tool that every boy should use and I encourage it greatly before going out on any date. It’s okay to jack off in these situations because it shows that we have control over our own bodies and that we might want something more rather than sex.
When I think back to my high school journalism instructor, I remembered just being in bewilderment that she didn’t realize the pun on that one particular article. However, I think differently about her apparent naïve mind frame today. I think maybe, she wanted to push some buttons concerning the topic. I think she was more of an catalyst in getting her students to discuss our true human nature. Looking back on her now, I see her more of a feminist and pioneer in her own right, always striving to get the greater conversation to a more truthful human topic. So the only thing I have left to say on this topic lies in the tradition of Saturday Night Lives’ famous cheerleading skit… “Sex can Wait! Sex can Wait! Masturbate! Masturbate!”