Where do you masturbate when privacy matters?

I think the question we should be asking is where do you like to masturbate when privacy DOESNT matter 😏
I would have to have a REALLY BIG tonker for privacy to not matter… I mean, we’re talking at least a twelve incher. I want women to swoon in amazement and fear… but then, of course, come to rapidly and watch raptly, with quickening pulse…
Don’t get me started on my 21 vestial virgins fantasy 😄
 
Since I live alone, privacy isn't an issue. Plus I've never had a desire or tendency to masturbate where I could be seen or caught. And if I did play with myself where I could be viewed by someone, well, the reaction would be predictable :rolleyes:

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How can I possibly convince you that is wrong.
A woman in the throes of orgasm, whether self-induced or otherwise, is a fascinating and, if I may say, beautiful sight.
Yes, the face may be twisted into a grimace.
Yes, the body may not be displayed in its most conventionally attractive form
But the whole combination is just wonderful to beyold.

And that emoji or whatever it is is driving me crazy as I try to write this.
 
I’ll find a nice bathroom somewhere. I’m just that kind of classy guy. Years of stealthy masturbation has led me to be some kind of masturbating ninja. I’ll sneak into the restroom, cum and you’ll never even know I was there.
 
I like to imagine you going into a michelin star restaurant (or atleast a clean Red Lobster) and firing one out between the main course and dessert. Then returning to the table all flushed, yet relaxed and asking everyone 'what did I miss?'
Lol @ a clean red lobster. This made my day. Thank you
 
I like to imagine you going into a michelin star restaurant (or atleast a clean Red Lobster) and firing one out between the main course and dessert. Then returning to the table all flushed, yet relaxed and asking everyone 'what did I miss?'

You’re not too far off.

And, to maintain consistency, I masturbate with my pinky outward, just as if I’m sipping my tea.

“Oh, that’s just hollandaise sauce on my tie, my dear waiter.”
 
I’m confused as to how my face segued into thoughts about my bum 🤔
It's a super attractive face and then I wonder if it has a matching backside. I'm sure that's all perfectly logical and literal tons of people have the exact same thought process. Right, guys?
 
As far as some of these answers have been, I'm not sure if they address the question asked, so let me give my opinion. As somebody who had to grow up in a three bedroom house, with 11 other people.

Edge yourself first. As a guy, I would think of something dirty, caress the tip of my cock over my clothing. Not much, just enough to acknowledge the erection, then I would physically move around and do something else. These actions are easy to disguise when you involve some sort of chore. Even if somebody realizes something is off about your behavior, honestly, they probably assume it's some sort of itch.

Personally I would do this for like half an hour, then find some excuse to get sweaty and have people not want to be around you. Yard work is great for this.I never liked using the bathroom, that's a room that has "seen some shit". So my alternative was the trees outside. They always seem to need some sort of maintenance, lots of branches with leaves, that cause more work than I would like.

I would hide, position myself so that it would look like I was doing something, like working on a stubborn branch, and rub one out. On a particularly daring mood, shoot it into nature, and let the world deal with it. Very liberating.

I just remembered. One time somebody found me resting after an intense self-love session and asked if I wanted some help with the tree. I replied "Man... Fuck this tree." He laughed and walked away. Looking back, I would like to publicly apologize to that tree. You saved me more than once.
 
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