Every Thanksgiving holiday, we are encouraged to think about the things in our life for which we are thankful. In addition to the many things one might list--health, family, friends, etc.--how many among us consciously name masturbation among those gifts? I am thankful for masturbation. I have been happily, joyfully masturbating without shame or guilt since I discovered it at age four, humping my pillow in bed at night. Masturbation is a central activity of my life: a reliable source of pleasure, of comfort, of affirmation. It's a gift I can give myself any time. Through all the twists and turns my sex life has taken over the years, masturbation has always been there. When I'm well into a jack-off session I am often so taken with how much I enjoy it I have to say it out loud: "I love jacking off...I love masturbating so much..." There's no one to hear but me, but I'm so filled with joy and passion that I still have to say it aloud. "Fuck yes, I love to masturbate..." The whole subject of masturbation is fascinating to me. I have amassed a library of books and articles on the topic of masturbation. I love forums like this where we can proclaim our love of self-pleasure and discuss it in all its variety. If only we'd had this when I was a chronic teenage masturbator back in the seventies! Some may be put off at the idea that one might make masturbation a hobby. Perhaps they might regard it as an unproductive use of time--but would it be any more so that spending whole evenings playing, say, Call of Duty? A hobby is a personal leisure activity. That mine happens to involve sexual pleasure and orgasmic bliss, well, all I can say is. I'm having a lot of fun. I am thankful for masturbation.
