"Slow down, you move too fast. You've got make the morning last." - Simon and Garfunkle
We often forget that. Especially men. The trend is getting to be overwhelming. It seems we're expected to accomplish twice as much in half the time. We rush to work, we rush through lunch (often working at our desks while we wolf down a dry sandwich), we work late and rush home. We give the spouse or partner a quick peck on the cheek, gobble down dinner, and get ready for bed. Maybe, maybe, there's a quick bit of sex play. Okay, okay; if they insist...
As young men, we felt the need to hide our masturbation, so we rushed through it. We stroked furiously to cum as fast as possible so we wouldn't be discovered. That carried over into adulthood. We still have a tendency to pound away, our hands in some kind of death grip sliding up and down the shaft so quickly that the cockhead is barely engaged.
Stop that! Slow down. Savor it. It should be a pleasant pastime. Slow and varied is so much more delicious. I have a personal rule when it comes to jacking off: Never stroke faster than I would be able to thrust if I were fucking. Besides feeling really good, it's great practice.
Most women don't like fast "wham, bam, thank you ma'am" plunging; they get nothing from that.
Most men don't either; not really. Not until we're all close to orgasm. Because, somehow, nature spontaneously increases our rhythm. Then we do want it fast and hard. Maybe the faster and harder the better.
Your masturbation sessions should be the same. Slow, soft strokes that fully engage the entire cock, base to tip.
Stop to spread the pre-cum and run a finger around the ridge of the glans;
Leave the furious pounding for the moments just before you cum.
Have wonderful, slow, pleasurable weekend.