Home Again, Home Again

In two days I'll be hopping a plane back to the mid west to visit my family and old friends for an extended weekend.  I'm dreading the flights, but really looking forward to being there.  Yeah, it'll be nice to visit everyone again, but I'm really looking forward to some old-fashioned masturbation!  The really exciting thing about this trip is that I'm literally going back to my old neighborhood where I grew up.  Obviously, this is also where I began masturbating.  There are so many places where I shot my cum back then.  I would stroke everywhere I could.  I had my favorite places to jack off, of course, and I plan to go back to as many of them as I can and do some more masturbating in the places I used to visit as a youth. 

I wonder if that clearing is still there in the woods near the park.  I used to find pages torn out of old swinger magazines that showed couples fucking.  I would sit on the ground or on tree stumps (there were several) and play with my penis right there in the woods until I shot my load all over the grass and leaves.  Even when I couldn't find the clippings, I'd strip naked and play around in the forest clearing, running with a hard-on and watching it bounce around, or climb the trees naked and play with myself in the air.  I'd rub my cock on anything and everything I found to see how it felt: trees, dirt, leaves, etc.  I did a lot of body and penis discovery in that clearing.  I hope it's still there and that I can find it again.  I doubt I'll strip naked like I used to (it's winter after all!) but I want to shoot another load of cum there.

There's also that scenic overlook near downtown (or what passes for downtown in semi-rural Missouri) where I would sit in my car as a teenager and stroke for hours at a time.  I'd have porn spread out in the passenger seat and have my pants around my ankles.  I'd spread my legs as wide as I could and stroke, stroke, stroke.  The place was a little cruisey then, so sometimes a guy or two would join me or want to mess around.  Mostly I'd masturbate, but sometimes I'd suck them off, or let them suck me a little.  My favorite, though, was watching two or more of them play together while I jerked off.  It was a rare treat.  If this place is still open, I'm looking forward to taking a break there in my car and masturbating a while.

What about the rest area/truck stop where I spent so many nights as a teen and young adult masturbating in the stalls?  That's where I really discovered my exhibitionist side.  I loved "accidentally" getting caught stroking my dick.  Travelers, truckers, farmers: they all saw me masturbating.  Some would laugh, some would get embarrassed and leave, others wanted to join in or play around.  Regardless, it always turned me on.  I'll definitely be coming back here to sit in my favorite stall again and edge my penis.

There are a few other places I'm planning to check out to see if they're still around, as well.  While I obviously won't be able to go in, I plan to at least drive by our old house where I spent so many hours masturbating and where I ejaculated for the first time.  Over the next few days I'll be visiting my family and friends, yes, but the best part of the trip for me will be rediscovering and reconnecting with these old places that helped shape the solosexual masturbator I grew to become.  I'll do my best to keep my camera with me to get some photos and share with you all, as well.

Make this a weekend for solosex.  Masturbate as much as you can.