Sexual Maturity

BURDENS, BLESSINGS, SEX

The responsibilities of adulthood, the responsibilities of life, can be overwhelming and I don’t give myself good grades for keeping up with them. Unfortunately, my adult accomplishments have been mediocre, but it hasn’t been for want of trying. Mediocrity is especially disappointing when one has tried hard to excel. Life periodically forces us to reassess who we are and what we can expect to accomplish in light of our limitations.

I don’t masturbate as much as I used to. I don’t have as much energy as I used to, and adulthood demands a disbursement of energy and attention away from personal pleasure to the responsibilities of family, friendship, employment, and housekeeping. But, I still enjoy masturbation at sixty years old. You’d think maybe that I would have had enough by now. Maybe I should have outgrown it by now. I’m a big boy, grown man, mature adult. There are better things I could do with my time than jerk off, but that doesn’t stop me from doing it. It feels good, and makes me feel close to the guys I like, just like it did when I was an eleven year old boy in Charleston, South Carolina.

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