Restroom Masturbation

My best masturbation memories occurred over 50 years ago when I was in college. EVERY night after dinner, I would find an empty stall in my dorm. There were at least 10 toilets, all in a row, which were always pretty busy at that time of day. I would get comfortably seated for my daily shit and simultaneously begin to manually play with my cock. The added anal pleasure that occurs while “taking care of business” (releasing turds) was incredible as I worked my cock at the same time. It was obvious other guys were doing the same thing as heavy breathing was quite commonly heard in the stalls around me! After about 10-15 minutes, I would watch (AND FEEL) my cock explode, releasing its pent up load into a wad of TP. These are great memories I wish I could duplicate today...

I am hypersexual there's many times I just stopped and used one real quick.

Gas stations Work Hospitals. Med + psych restaurant offices you name it

@SwitchableSusie Women have more class than you sleeze-bag guys. 😁

When we want an orgasm in a public bathroom, we fuck a guy.

LOL! Susie, As usual, I love you wit!

Yes,was masturbated in a HoJos restroom stall on the Pennsylvania turnpike back in the late 50s.

I was a really horny little wanker from a young age. i discovered peep holes in public toilet walls. my idea of fun wasnt going to the park and playing after school. it was going to the public toilet and wanking off whilst spying on guys pissing and on the odd Occassion wanking off.

the excitement, the sounds even the smell all added to it. there use to be a library in the town centre that had a glory hole i use to strip naked in the cubical and masturbate waiting for someone to come in. i would hear the main door open and then either hear them piss in the metal urinal or i would hear the the next cubical door open. my heart would be racing then i would usually see their eye in the glory hole so i would masturbate for them most would invite me to stick my cock through the hole and suck me off. i did that throughout my teens without telling a single soul.

Never had the desire (or length) to put my cock through a glory hole in a toilet. Couldn't help thinking there might be some gay hater the other side with a cutthroat razor. 😢 Never looked through one either after one of my friends told me when we were quite young that he had done and the guy had peed in his eye. He eventually kicked me because I was laughing so much. Didn't speak to me for a while. 😃

Just ran into this thread. Short and sweet - “glory” holes, what a misnomer, and that’s being polite.

No, not, never, ever, nada, nunca, Imposible!!! (Sp.). For me, inconceivable. Wow, what an ultimate turnoff. Period.

Eric

The only time that I masturbated in a public bathroom was after an intense physical exam. I leaked precum throught the physical and only managed to get as far as the building's lobby restrooms in order to shoot a load!

As the OP stated, “Anyone ever get the urge to masturbate in semi-public?”

I get the urge all the time. I just have never ever acted upon that urge.

As an older male I well remember how in the 1960- 1970's things were very different in public lavatories and restrooms.

Some places got a reputation that would mean they'd be crowded with guys showing and watching. This would often start at the stalls and move on to the cubicles specially those with a glory hole, which were usually the ones furthest away from the door.

I loved standing at the stalls and seeing other guys slowly stroking their cocks and looking at each other's.

As a teen in the mid 60's I found I could ejaculate with very few slow strokes and the guys on either side of me would see me shoot my spasms of cum up against the back wall of the urinal. They'd lean slightly back so the others further down the row could get a glimpse of my big red creamy cock.

I loved being on view for them. Once I had cum I'd zip up and leave and sometimes guys would catch me up and say how much they liked seeing me cum.

More another time.

I sometimes felt the urge to masturbate when working. So obviously I had to go to the bathroom to “free” myself from this tension.

I think almost every offices I ever worked in had the “chance” to see me masturbate at least once.

And in my late teens, I remember masturbating in the swimming pool restroom (individual restrooms of course) when changing to go back home, thinking of all the pretty girls I've been seing in their swimsuit (sometimes topless as it's legal in France to do so).

In Australia , Queensland at least, if you have to give a sperm sample, they have no rooms for you to walk and create the sample. you have to have it to them in about thirty minutes from creation . I live 90 minutes away from the clinic and so when I had to provide a sample and they told me the rules I said my situation and how was I supposed to meet the requirements ? they smiled but sort of said they couldn't help. so I went round the corner to the toilets and had a quick walk, caught the sample in the bottle and was back in the clinic in under 15 minutes. giving the girl the sample, (she could only have been 20 ) I said nothing, she looked at the clock and smiled and just said thank you. I walked out.

Yes, several times when I was too horney to wait. Once I was on the interstate and had some porn in the front seat with me and was stroking my cock while driving. Well, got so worked up I just pulled off the interstate and went to the McD's and straight into the rest room where I went to a uranyl and finished masturbating until I came right there.

Another time, I masturbated in a bathroom on a bet just because I knew I could.

In both cases, other guys were in the room and may have been able to tell what I was doing and would have been sure if they came along side of me in the next uranyl to look over at me but no one ever did.

Another time, my friends challenged me to a cum off on a river bank which was very public but no one happened to cum by.

Finally, I was at the beach (Myrtle in SC) and just got horney so I went into the water until I was chest deep and pulled out my cock and masturbated in the water next to all the swimmers, it was super hot for me.

In the months following my vasectomy I had to provide samples to the lab so they could check my sperm count. I knew I would not be able to masterbate at home and drive to the lab within the required time, so I found a parking place in the hospital parking garage with low foot traffic. I backed into the parking spot, undid my seat belt, adjusted my seat, and slid my pants down to mid thigh to give myself some room to work. With the specimen cup next to me and some porn on my phone, I began masterbating. A few times I paused when a person walked by on their way to or from their car. While they could see I was sitting in my car, they could not see below the dashboard.

It was very difficult to finish into the cup while sitting with my erection was pointing straight up. On my first visit I tried leaning back. I got some in the cup and some over shot onto my shirt. The next visit I tried rolling to the side, and this worked well, landing all of it in the cup. On my third visit I rolled to the side again, but got some in the cup and some overshot onto my pants.

In each case I did my best to clean myself up before walking into the lab and handing them my sample in a cup in a small brown paper bag. There was not much I could do about the wet spots on my shirt and my pants. When asked, I told them I had collected the sample 10 minutes ago. They did not show any special interest while noting the time down, but I’m certain they were pondering where within 10 minutes of the lab had I been able to find a place to masterbate.

Nobody said anything, but I expect they see wet spots on shirts and pants all the time. It was a little bit embarrassing, but I had to power through with a straight face as if I didn’t even know I was a mess.

When I was younger, whenever I would drive to visit family, or go to college, it was about a 6-hour drive, so every time I stopped at a rest stop I would Jack off.

Oh yeah. At work. The bathroom. Public restrooms. On the highway early in the morning.

Sure. best story is long international red eye flight … was super horny but couldn’t sleep. A few very quiet minutes in the airplane bathroom took care of business and slept like a baby after that…

as far as I can recall other restrooms I think it has mainly been in college restrooms and in the occasional airport restroom when there was too long of a layover.

Nearly always, especially if there is a peephole or glory hole.

In the early 70's, when I was commuting from home to college.. I would stop at a store to buy a Penthouse magazine (at first), then go into school, find a quiet men's room, and masturbate to the photos and the articles, and eventually cum of course. As time went by, Penthouse wasn't enough for me. Luckily, my school was in NYC, and I could stop in one of the “dirty book stores” on 42nd st in Manhattan, and find more raunchy magazines, many of them featuring anal sex and enemas too. I still wonder how many of the school custodians were happy to find some of the magazines I tossed in the trash to get rid of them?

As a young boy, 11 -12 , I would frequently go to the neighborhood movie theater with or without friends. Once in a while the movie would involve an attractive female in a tight sweater. That scene would almost always get me hard and I would have go to the men's room to relieve myself. That involved walking to the rear of the theater and up to the candy stand with a bulge in my pants. I was pretty well hung even then. My dick would point straight up, with a good size bulge in my pants,…. which I would try to cover up some how. This would get a lot of eyeballing and giggling from guys and girls as I passed them by and it was embarrassing. I'm a lot older now, but I remember how easy it was to get hard as a rock back then and so easy to cum. Would love to be able relive some of those days again.

I have masturbated in many restrooms. I'm in the UK so we call them toilets. We had boys toilets at my high school and I would sneak off at break and try to masturbate in the time I had, usually unsuccessfully given the five minutes we had. And also taking up one of the three toilets to jerk off would result in other boys lobbing wet tissue over the doors so it rarely happened at school.

I worked in supermarkets and offices while at University and found it much quieter and easier to spend my lunch hour beating myself off thinking about the girls I worked with. I remember the toilets being much more closed and sealed around the corners as to not allow others to see what i was doing.

By far the best public toilets to jerk off in are at airports. I have travel to the US a number of times each year and I enjoy the privacy and the sealed nature of the toilets at airports. I like to completely strip off my trousers and underwear, and spend a good 20 minutes wanking before getting on my flight,

On a side note, my wife likes masturbating on the actual flight. Its a slow progressive affair, I think. Under a blanket, lights low, mid flight, most people are asleep. She tells me “I think I'll put this blanket over me for a bit”. We smile knowingly and she has her fun. I think it's a little easier for women. She doesnt wear underwear for such flights, and for those opportunities.

After discussing this with my wife, she told me of times when she would go swimming as a teenager. After her swim she would find a single cubicle to change in as the changing area was unisex. So if you wanted privacy, cubicles were all around the edge. Although ‘private' there was a small gap about 2 feet above the tiled floor, where the brick tiled seating met the wooden dividers of each cubicle. Regularly she would watch men masturbating in the cubicles next to her through this small space. They either liked being watched by girls or were completely oblivious to the gap.

On a side note, my wife likes masturbating on the actual flight. Its a slow progressive affair, I think. Under a blanket, lights low, mid flight, most people are asleep. She tells me “I think I'll put this blanket over me for a bit”. We smile knowingly and she has her fun. I think it's a little easier for women. She doesnt wear underwear for such flights, and for those opportunities.

I support this 100%.

My family went on a day boat trip to Silverwood lake, not everyone could fit on the boat at the same time, and we were all the way across the lake from the marina. As a few went for a ski run, I was left alone on shore. My step brothers and his girlfriend went out on the boat, and I rummaged thru her purse finding hot melty Vaseline, baby scented. I ‘borrowed’ a portion a proceeded to the pit toilets… and had some ‘me’ time…at 15, it didn't take very long. And yes she was hot, didn't hurt either… 35 years later, I still prefer the baby scented Vaseline.

Viki

There were a few occasions when I was desperate for a wank when I was at work. I mostly used a rest room but on a couple of occasions I used a ground floor meeting room that had dark translucent blinds to add extra stimulation and excitement.

I've masturbated countless times in more public restrooms than I could possibly remember. Airplanes, trains, doctor's offices, churches, schools, dorms and certainly every place I've ever worked.