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Masturbating with Friends and Family Members

Masturbating with Friends and Family Members

I found this thread on Reddit:

Have you ever had an experience where you masturbated with a friend or family member? Were you just doing it in the same room as them, or were they doing it as well? Was it a positive experience for you?


I was playing stripping cards with a friend. He lost and was left naked with a hard-on. I offered the last hand. If I lose, then I will take off my clothes. If he loses, then he will masturbate. He lost and had to jerk off in front of me. I joined in.

Since then, we have been watching porn and jerking off together.


My roommate and I do it occasionally. You really get to know somebody when you watch each other have an orgasm. It’s a very vulnerable and intimate thing you’re allowing someone to see and leads to greater intimacy, even if plutonic like we are.


Omg, I think I just fell in love with the level of emotional maturity you’ve just demonstrated


My friend (M) and I (M) helped each other jerk off while thinking of the same person. He jerked off mine, and me, his! 🥰🙈


That’s the best!


We had a scout group, and we did circle jerks. It was much fun.


Sounds rad!


Hot id love to hear about it


With a friends many times. We used to have “circle jerk” events back in the days. Sometimes even one female friend joined us.


I did with a female cousin back when we were both 18. She was staying over at my place because her parents were out of town and she didn’t want to stay in the house by herself.

While I went to the store to get us some beer (it was legal to drink at 18 then.) She went to the bathroom, which was off of my bedroom, and saw my stack of Playboy and Penthouse magazines. When I got back, she was sitting on the couch looking at them. Her parents were highly religious and didn’t have such sinful things like that around the house.

After a couple of beers (she wasn’t used to drinking then), she asked me if I masturbated to these women. I told her that I did and she asked me to show her. I thought “what the hell” and pulled it out. After a few minutes, she had her hands down her shorts.

I told her that it wasn’t fair that she could see me, but I couldn’t see her. She took off her pants and shirt and I did likewise. We just sat on the couch watching each other cum.


That’s pretty kinky. I’ve read a lot of women’s first masturbation stories from them finding a dirty magazine. lol


Damn if I were you, I would be beating off to that memory for a long time


So fucking hot


While in university, my friend(M) and I(F) were watching TV at my place. I got super horny and I started masturbating but I don’t think he noticed. I got close to cumming and he noticed when I started writhing but I couldn’t stop. He just watched me as I came. We eventually hooked up a couple of times and we’re still great friends so I think it was positive.


Me and my best friend when we were younger. Watched and helped each other many times


Did once with a friend drunk after a night out, we started talking about our wife’s and how they like to be fucked..he said he was hard and started wanking he told me to do the same so I did..as he wanked he confessed how he’d love to fuck my wife, we both ended up cumming and then he said he was off to bed to fuck his wife. 5 minutes later I could hear her moaning and screaming it was real hot


With my best buddy growing up, we’d jerk each other off all the time until we got older and got girlfriends. Always wanted too do it again and might have a new buddy who might be into it but taking it easy to test it out


Many times. Best was a JO bud from high school who became a roommate after graduation. We’d get high, watch porn, and would eventually stop down and start stroking. Ofc we stroked each other as well. Great time in life.


Yeah. A few JO buds over the years. My best friend and I many times together. Got pretty erotic. I think about it fondly.


Could use a few of those too, lucky man


I was at a female neighbor ‘s house when I was a young teen. She was 18 & her younger sister was there. Also some other teens from the neighborhood. We played doctor which led to group masturbation. I still jerk to that memory today.


Thats insane 🤯


Truthfully speaking I had a best friend that I masturbated with and had sex with. She and I would watch each other masturbate sometimes. It was fun but she is deceased now. Those were good times.


I have with a few friends. We’re very open about it and have a positive attitude about masturbating and sex.


Yeah. Playing with ourselves usually turned into playing with each other, though.


Masturbated with a friend. We had been watching some porn and that led to us just masturbating during the porn watching. It was a fun night.


I masturbated with my step-sister a lot, growing up and my half-sister when I was older. It was fantastic!!


Would love to hear more about it!


I lived with my step-sister, growing up. She was younger, but we started masturbating together when I was 12. My half-sister is also younger. We didn’t start until we were both adults (I was 30, she was in college)


I had sex with a guy when a friend was sleeping in the same room 😜


How did you guys finished? Did he came inside of you?


Yeah… in fact I think my friend overheard the bumping, but she never mentioned it 🫢


Did you cum too?


Putting a pillow on my face, yeah


Was it hard to keep quiet when he was pounding your pussy?


I had to bite my lips so hard 🫢


I’ve jerked with friends Several times. I loved it..So much more fun with company


Growing up, I did with my brother and it was really good for learning some stuff


Many times with both but my 1st time was when I was still in school. My best friend (m) and I(m) had a fort in the woods stocked with dirty mags we took from the garbage that his dad threw away. After school, we’d drop our stuff off at our houses and go straight to our fort. It started out by just looking at them and talking.Eventually, we started getting naked and while looking at the mags, we also looked at each other. He was rather thin but had a pretty big cock and nice little ass. After a few times of doing this… I became the bold one and sat next to him while we were both naked. I nervously reached over and touched his balls and cock! It was amazing to say the least!! He eventually did the same to me..it felt so wrong, but sooo good!! We made each other cum many times!! A few of the pages even got stuck together (lol). One day, we decided to step it up. Looking at the women sucking cock, we.figured, lets try it! We did and feeling his cock in my mouth was so hot!! He loved licking my balls as well!!Our favorite thing to do was 69. Though at the time, we never came in each others mouths, it was usually on each others stomachs or chests and eventually on each others asses.!Im stroking my cock right now remembering this…ive told my wife about this many many years ago and to this day, her and I love sucking cocks together. The only thing different now, is, I swallow!!


Friend yes it was great


I’ve had several jerk off buddies. My first one and I would trade handies and blow jobs too


A friend a few times, once with a Craigslist hookup. Both doing it, but we just watched each other. No physical contact.


Did it with a friend at the same time but in different rooms. We were too nervous to do it in front of each other lol we started and finished about the same time


Yes, multiple people and multiple times. It was fun.


I’ve had a jerk buddy since young, older guy I would go and watch porn at his house and jerk off while we watch, now a days we still jerk sessions but not as often as before


Growing up me and my sis and cuz! That went on for a while!


Had a neighbor when I was in grade school we used to look at magazines and jerk off.


I haven’t yet but my aunt is visiting right now and she’s so hot I’d love to watch her finger herself, already stole a pair of her panties and she smells so good 😩


My sister and I have been doing this for almost 3 weeks now.


A few months ago I jacked off with my mom’s boyfriend. He had some old porn that we watched on his VCR. As bad as porn was in the 80s and 90s it was still pretty hot. We both jacked ourselves off. I had never seen another man cum in person. He is bi. I consider myself very straight, but I did like watching him!


My cousin and I used to masturbate together while his mom was taking to mine in another room. And we’d also hug nude so our dicks rubbed together. Then we moved and I met a friend who showed me porn and we came together everyday and eventually led to him fucking my little sister while I fucked his little sister right next to them.


Female
I and my 19yo son have been living a nudist Sex Positive Lifestyle for 3 months and we occasionally masturbate at the same time, it’s fun and we both enjoy it!


This is so wonderful and sexy. You are a great mom to encourage the sex positivity. I wish I wasn’t from such an uptight family.


Female

Amazing, what a great life 💕


My best friend, once. We never did it again or even mentioned it. In hindsight I’m glad I did it once but I was pretty weirded out after for awhile.


Same. And every post like this leaves me wondering if it’s him telling his side of it. But there are probably millions of us with the same story, so obviously unlikely. I kinda wished we’d talked about it afterwards though. Probably would have made things less awkward.


With college roommates and 1 close friend


I (m) once played a random game of strip poker with two co-workers (f). I lost while one of them was shirtless, the other bottomless. They taunted me into jacking off in front of them. I did. At first they giggled, but the bottomless one clearly was getting into it and casually rubbed herself which caused me to ejaculate all over the carpet of their dorm room (we were military). It was fun. It never went any further than that but it’s a great memory.


I used to masturbate with a friend and snuggle for a while, but since our respective heart attacks, it’s just too much exertion for us at 70+ y.o..


Me and my cousin used to masterbate together when we were younger. Did it for years before he stopped wanting too id sometimes even give him blowjobs and he’d return the favor with hand jobs. Was fun now that I’m older I really wanna see if I could give him another blow job. Besides being my cousin those early experiences shaped my type in guys lol I love them blond like he was


I had a stroke buddy i middle school.. led to him sucking me. Wish I had a JO/suck buddy now, male or female. So hot laying back getting sucked looking at porn mags (yeah I am that old we still had magazines back then. Lol)


When I was 14 or 15 years old I’d spend the weekend at my maternal grandmother’s house. After doing chores for her all day She’d pour a bath for me and when it was ready she’d call me into the bathroom, vigorously get me undressed which would arouse me. She’d say can’t wait to get into your bath huh? She’d give about 20 minutes and then she’d knock and say let’s get you washed young man. She could wash a mother fucker good!! She’d encourage me to grab my rock hard cock while she wash my balls and ass. It would feel sooooo fuckin good. Then she’d towel me off and say I was going to sleep like a baby…. BTW, she was HOT!!


Many friends i masterbated with and loved it


Jerked off with my grandpa. It was so nice.


Me and my six friends would go to a public sex house in the woods (an abandoned house where you can fuck any age person boy or girl) and would jerk each other off and let grown men join. BTW keep in mind we were all 13 . We would eat each others ass and cum on each others face


Hell yeah. Figuring out the Playboy channel was some magical shit.


Friends, yes. Always a great time with my one of my buddies.


I wish I want to masturbate with a friend or family member, but I have had no such luck, yet. maybe in the future, I will get an opportunity if not a family member, then a friend, but I want to try mutual masturbation with someone who am comfortable with.


Yes to a family member and friends.

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Falling in a Cold Lake with an Old Dude

This is another true story from a client. I particularly enjoyed transcribing this one for you.

I used to hate my skinny build and blond hair. I mean, why did my hair have to be almost white? Oh, I know, both of my parents are Scandinavian.

When I was 12 I got my first guitar. I became pretty good at that guitar fairly quickly, and started getting positive attention from everyone. Then, being different – short, skinny, and with light blond hair was a good thing.

My parents let me grow my hair long, like a musician, and suddenly, I was the hit of the party. Every party. I was being paid to perform. Oh, not much. $75 here, and $100 there. But the people, especially the girls, seemed to be quite attracted to the guy on the stage – the little guy with the ivory hair! So, now, I very much like the way I look.

Besides guitar, I also like winter camping. I guess it is the Norwegian and Swedish in me.

I’m in college right now, studying music of course. Did you know that with a Master’s in music, you can be addressed as “Doctor?” True enough. But I don’t care about that. I plan to be a music teacher. I love teaching almost as much as I love playing. Correct that. I actually like teaching more. I don’t like having to travel to venues to play. If I could live my life with students coming to my house to learn music, well, that would be fine with me.

Oh, winter camping. I get off-topic easily. So, during the Christmas break, one of my professors invited me to go camping with him. He has a cabin in the Adirondacks that is accessible unless there is a big storm. As the last week before the vacation approached, I was so hoping it wouldn’t snow.

Professor Jim, as everyone calls him, is a really nice guy. He’s not one of those teachers who singles people out. He isn’t a yeller. He explains things so you really get them. And, did I mention he can play flamenco better than anyone on earth? Or so it seems to me. He is like an older version of me in a way. He is also around 5’7″, thin, but white-haired. I mean really white. Not light blond. He also has a white beard, which I think is quite attractive. If I were an old woman, I’d totally go for him.

Professor Jim doesn’t know about winter camping, and wants me to instruct him. Imagine, I’ll be teaching the professor something!

The day finally came, and we drove up in his Mercedes. Actually, I mostly drove, and he sat in the passenger seat, basically talking music all the way, which I loved, of course. He mostly talked about his specialty. The class I’m taking from him isn’t part of the traditional music curriculum, but it ought to be. He teaches how to be a music teacher.

Anyway, we got there, built a big fire in the fireplace, and while the cabin was heating up, we decided to go canoeing. He has a little canoe tied up to his dock. The lake, more of a big pond really, was about half iced over. So, we figured we’d go noodle around in the water for a while, where the water was mostly clear.

It turns out Jim doesn’t know anything about canoing. We weren’t in the water more than five minutes, and perhaps fifteen feet offshore, when he managed to tip the damn thing over. That water was the coldest thing I have ever experienced in my life. I mean, literally, painfully cold.

I cramped up immediately. Fortunately, the bottom was only about 4 or 5 feet below us, so as soon as we gained our footing, we ran or mostly hobbled back to the shore, and into the cabin.

We immediately threw off all our clothing onto the carpet, grabbed the towels out of the bathroom and huddled near the fire. The fire hadn’t heated the cabin very much yet, but we could feel a bit of warmth up close to the hearth. It wasn’t enough. We were both shivering big-time. Professor Jim ran to the bedroom, grabbed some blankets, and spread them out on the floor in front of the fireplace. He then said, I should climb into the blankets with him.

I wasn’t objecting. There was nothing sexy, nothing gay, about it. We were both deathly cold. So cold, we might have died if we didn’t huddle together under those blankets. So we did. I curled up, and he hugged up behind me. We started to warm up, and after a while, we fell asleep.

In a while, maybe it was an hour, I woke up, and then I started to feel a bit weird. I knew it might have saved our lives, but still, it was strange indeed to be huddled with my old teacher. And then it dawned on me. The solid thing I felt pressing against my lower back was his dick! He had a hardon, and it was pressing against me. Geez! Worse, I was erect too. I just noticed that. What was I doing erect? And horny. It seemed like I wanted to jerk off right then and there. Of course, I’d never actually do that, but I was quite horny.

The professor stirred, and then suddenly backed away from me.

“Oh, sorry,” he said.

I’m pretty sure that was an apology about his erection, not about dumping us in the cold lake.

Being the empathetic individual I am, I immediately told him not to worry, that erections are normal, even in abnormal situations, such as this one.

He said it was probably because his wife died a few years ago, that huddling with anyone would ‘set him off’ as he called it.

I asked whether he had any sex any more. He hadn’t. Since we are pretty close as student and teacher, and since we were both still naked as babies, I couldn’t resist asking whether he jerks off.

He said, “Yes, all the time, at least twice a day.” He then admitted more than a professor should probably admit: That he fantasizes about some of his students, such as Clarise, the curly-haired pianist in our class, who looks a bit like a young version of Minnie Driver.

I admitted that I fantasize about her too. We laughed.

He then got kind of quiet, and hesitantly said, “And, I fantasize about you, too.”

“Oh, fuck, how should I answer that?” I was frantically thinking. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. I know what it is to be crushed.

Clarise recently crushed me, although I don’t think that book is entirely written yet. I’m going to ask her out again. But I was not going to crush Jim. However, I am not, absolutely not, attracted to 68-year-old men. But I do like masturbation. And, given the chance, I’ll masturbate with anybody.

So I told him right out, “Dr. Jim, there’s no way I’d have a relationship with you. But I’d be honored to masturbate with you any time.”

“Really?” he exclaimed. “I’m delighted. I don’t want a relationship with you either. I may be attracted, but I’d never do anything about it.”

As this discussion was happening, my penis started to rise under the blanket. I was somewhat surprised by that. While I was not physically attracted to Professor Jim, he was a pretty good specimen. Totally healthy. Well-groomed – at least well-groomed when not naked under a blanket after nearly drowning in a lake. And he was thin and small like me. And like me, I had noticed, as is so fashionable these days, he has removed all the hair around his crotch.

I wanted him to be happy, and thought about his plight. The poor guy had lost his wife, and what was probably a good sex life along with her death. And I was erect. Go figure!

So, since it was now quite warm in the cabin, I threw off the blanket revealing my erection. I simply said, “Let’s just play.”

I’ve never seen such a big, ear-to-ear smile! He threw off the other half of the blanket which had been covering him, and he, too, was erect. Jim was circumcised, while I was not, but otherwise, we were quite similar. His dick might have been a bit shorter and fatter, but overall, was about the same. Not huge. I don’t care for huge dicks. But not small, either.

With a touch of reluctance, I reached out. I was concerned about somehow changing my relationship with my favorite teacher. But then, it had already been changed by falling in the freezing water. This was just changing it more.

I placed my fingertips on the tip of his penis, while he moaned, and changed from sitting up to laying down on his back. I lightly brushed the tip of his dick, then his scrotum, and his upper legs for a while. He was in heaven, and so I did that for even longer.

Finally, I ever so gently brushed a fingertip along his frenulum. His dick jumped up an inch. I did that several more times, separated by about fifteen seconds each time. His dick jumped each time.

With my other hand, I cupped his balls and kind of lifted them up, while I wrapped my fingers around the shaft of his penis, and started jerking him off in earnest.

He stopped me, saying, “Your turn, I don’t want to cum too soon.”

He instructed me to lay down on my stomach, and started in with a slow, full massage. Neck, back, butt, legs, feet, hands, arms. Then back to my butt. Using both hands, he kept kind of kneading and spreading it, no doubt giving him a clear view of my asshole. Then he started swirling his finger around the perimeter of my anus, but not quite touching the middle. No one had ever done that to me, and it was delightful.

He did that for quite a while. Then, I felt the occasional light touch against the back of my scrotum. It felt amazing!

After a long while, he had me roll over, and gave me more massage. Arms, chest, legs, etc. During all that treatment, my penis was super-hard, and bobbing up and down, but he ignored it, continuing with the massage as if I didn’t even have genitals. That was driving me deliciously crazy.

Finally, finally, he brushed against the side of my penis. He did that over and over again, just touching the sides of my shaft with his fingertips. I felt that feeling, you know the one I mean, like I was about to have an orgasm. But he was an expert at reading physiology, and had us switch positions.

I then ‘did’ him for a while, bringing him close to orgasm. He had me stop, and then go again a few times. He had me place a finger against his perineum, between his balls and his ass, and I could feel the contractions.

Professor Jim was orgasming without ejaculating, We kept it up, him telling me to stop, then go, then stop again, and he kept orgasming every few minutes, I’ve never heard of such a thing. I really wanted to learn that technique, but wasn’t sure if it was something one could learn, or something one must be born with.

Jim told me that no one is born with it and that anyone can learn it – if one is patient. He turned his attention back to me and had me lay on my back again. He started stroking my penis, then suddenly let go, right before I was building up to an orgasm.

He had me bring my feet up close to my butt, with my knees in the air, so he had access to my asshole. He spit on his index finger, and then gently placed it against my anus, while holding my penis in his other hand. I felt an almost-orgasmic contraction, and he felt it in me too, so he quit stroking my dick. He slowly worked his finger into my anus, and then curled it forward against my prostate.

That was too much. I came. I had an amazing ejaculation, cumming so hard it spit up to my neck and chin, as he slowly withdrew his finger.

He said that was my first lesson, and promised we’d work on the technique until I mastered it. He said it might take twenty or more sessions until I learn to orgasm without ejaculating, but that it would happen.

I was willing to turn my attention back to him – to finish him off with an ejaculation, but no, he was satisfied. Evidently, that’s another good thing about the orgasming without cumming thing – that you can be satisfied in a new way, and according to Jim, it’s more satisfying than actually blowing cum.

Well, Jim and I have masturbated together perhaps a dozen times since the day at the lake. He has his own small house near the campus, and I visit him there. We are not in love or anything like that. We are just a young and old pair of jerk-off buddies.

I have not yet managed to orgasm without ejaculating, but we keep working on it. Clarise is my girlfriend now, and I’ve told her all about Jim and I, and she’s fine with that. In fact, she came over with me one time, and just watched as the professor and I did each other. It was totally hot, and both Jim and I lost it way too soon, ejaculating within minutes. She stayed clothed, and did not participate that time, but she tells me she’ll be happy to fully participate next time.

If you think Jim and I have become good at edging, that’s nothing compared to Clarise. She can have orgasm after orgasm for hours, with her legs all shaking, and she’ll moan, and sometimes even yell from her orgasms. I love that. She has orgasms from clitoral stimulation, G-spot stimulation, and something I didn’t expect: I can put two fingers in her butt, curl them forward and stimulate what I believe is the back of her uterus, and she will orgasm big-time from that.

I’m really looking forward to a three-way session But, I have to convince Jim. Even though I have finished with his class, and she’s not one of his students, he is being reluctant. The last time I spoke with him, however, he said he’ll probably be willing to do a threesome masturbation session with us soon.

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My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work

by Spurtz

The Sara Series:
Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock
Sara Loves Giving Handjobs
Sara Finds a New Way for Both of Us to Cum
Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

Finally Sara Lines Up Some Strange Pussy for Me.

My wife Sara is a real piece of work. A virgin when I first met her, she has turned into a major cock slut, especially when she found out I got off on watching her have sex. Her most recent kink was buying a strapless strap-on cock that she used to fuck my ass. At first I wasn’t crazy about the idea but after experiencing it I found it was a lot more pleasurable than I had expected. Then she pointed out that the strap-on was shaped a lot like our friend Jerry’s dick and suggested that maybe having a real cock up my rectum would feel even better.

So she called Jerry and he was all for it. She also told him to expect to have my hard prick up his ass and he said that was even better. You may remember Jerry from my previous stories. His cock has a pronounced upward curve and he also sports one of the hardest erections of any of the many guys who have sampled my wife’s pussy.

Once Jerry arrived and we all stripped down, Sara said she had to suck Jerry’s dick to get it good and hard. What a bullshit story. The guy’s dick was already so hard a cat couldn’t scratch it. Sara just wanted to give him a blowjob. As usual, I went along with it. Seeing her slide her lips over his hardness just made my own cock into a fucking bar of steel. She only spent a few minutes sucking him off because she was anxious to watch him penetrate my ass.

I got down on all fours and Jerry probed the tip of his lubed-up dick around my asshole. And slowly worked it in. It was bigger than Sara’s strap-on and a bit uncomfortable at first but Jerry took it slow and pretty soon he had all seven inches buried to the hilt. As he stroked in and out of me, I felt his hand reach around and grab my cock. Then he pumped my cock with his fist in rhythm to pumping my ass with his prick. Without me knowing it, Sara had inserted the strapless strap-on into her cunt and proceeded to cornhole Jerry with it. So in a fit of total ecstasy, the three of us were fucking away. Before too long I felt Jerry’s body stiffen and streams of jism spurted from his cock into my anal canal while I simultaneously had my own orgasm as Jerry gripped my dick and furiously stroked me off. Sara squealed in delight when she saw multiple streams of semen spurting out from under my body.

After a bit of rest and relaxation, we traded places and I fucked Jerry while Sara fucked me. Eliciting more cum from both Jerry’s and my cock.

The next day Sara and I talked about how much fun we had. And we did have fun but I was not totally happy with the fact that all of our group sex involved just Sara and multiple male partners. I secretly wanted more pussy involved. However, I did have to accept the fact that it was much easier for one woman to fuck five or six guys in one session than it would be for me to fuck multiple women. But I would like to give it a shot.

I asked Sara if she had ever considered having sex with a woman? She looked at me with surprise on her face and admitted that she had never considered it. I suggested that maybe we should try it to bring something new to our sex lives.

“Something new?” she asked. “I think you just want another cunt to fuck.”

“So what,” I countered. “it’s ok for you to have six sex partners at once and I can’t even have two?”

“OK,” Sara replied. “I know the perfect person. There is this terrific looking girl in my gym class. Jill flirts like crazy with both the men and the women. She’s come on pretty strong to me and I suspect she would be willing to join us.”

After Sara’s most recent gym class she reported to me that Jill was interested in some group play. Sara also invited Jerry because she said what she had in mind required another guy. I figured she just want more dick available than I could supply. But I was looking forward to seeing what Jill had to offer. Sara had already made all the arrangements and both Jill and Jerry would be knocking on our door at any minute.

They both showed up and Jill definitely did not disappoint. She was not only beautiful but had an awesome body. I couldn’t wait to see her naked. And I didn’t have to wait long. Sara, not one to delay the proceedings, invited us all into the master bedroom and immediately started stripping. No one wanted to be the only clothed person in the room and it didn’t take long for four naked bodies to be on display. That fucking Jerry already had a full erection and I wasn’t far behind.

“Ooh, Jerry,” Jill purred, “I love the way your dick is curved. I bet it feels as good as it looks.” What about me? I wondered. My dick is bigger than Jerry’s and nobody’s commenting on it. But Jill surprised me when she wrapped her hand around my cock and started jerking me off. “Let’s get it good and hard, big boy,” she exclaimed. “Sara has been telling me what a stud you are.”

Sara, always in charge, squeezed the head of Jerry’s cock and explained what she wanted us to do. “You all have heard of a circle jerk. But this will be a circle suck. I want everybody to lay on the floor, roughly in a circle. Both us girls will have your cocks in our mouths and you two guys will have our pussies in your face.”

We all got in the position she described and it actually worked out more easily than one would expect. My face was buried in Jill’s pussy, while Sara took my prick her mouth. Jerry lapped away at Sara’s cunt while Jill want to work on his dick with her talented tongue. All four of us sucked and licked away but as in all sexual couplings where participants are both giving and receiving at the same time, it’s hard to concentrate on one or the other. It was a lot of fun but Sara had more ideas.

The two girls scissored their pussies together and now it was Sara’s turn to suck Jerry while Jill’s expertise at sucking a hard cock was put to the test on me. Omigod, I thought Sara gave great head but Jill took my entire seven inches right to the balls and sucked and sucked so expertly that there was no way I could hold out for very long. After way too short a time, I could feel the cum building and before I could do anything to stop it, I felt powerful spurt after spurt of semen explode down Jill’s throat. She kept on sucking with a level of expertise that I had never experienced before.

I looked over to see Sara doing a number on Jerry’s dick. She seemed to be more animated than usual. Maybe seeing the fantastic job Jill was doing on me spurred her on to greater heights of sucking. Watching her lips slide down and then back up Jerry’s cock to the point where most of his cockhead was exposed, really turned me on. Then her lips would slide down over the prominent coronal ridge and continue down the shaft. This sight had me cranked up almost as much as what Jill was doing to me. Combined, the two experiences just kept more and more cum shooting from my prick. And Jill not only swallowed every drop but kept sucking even harder. Then she shoved a finger up my ass. Omigod!

I heard Jerry cry out and looked over to see his entire body convulsing as his orgasm hit like a ton of bricks. Sara’s head bobbed up and down frantically and then she pulled off and grabbed his dick. Sara loved to see the cum fly and fly it did. Jerry was a major cummer and she jacked his load all over her face and into her mouth.

While all this fantastic sucking was taking place, the girls were furiously scissoring their sopping wet cunts together and both appeared to experience mind-blowing orgasms.

Thankfully Jill let my cock slip out of her mouth and flop onto my thigh. Thankfully, because the after-orgasm sensation in my dick was incredibly intense. I looked down to see the last vestiges of cum drool from the tip. Jill licked up every drop and took the head of my cock in her mouth and very gently sucked it dry. Sara was doing the same to Jerry’s still erect prick. I was torn between being jealous or loving seeing my wife sucking another man’s dick.

The four of us lay there in post-orgasmic bliss. Unable to move. After a round of drinks and some recuperative time, Sara suggested that we do some good old fashioned fucking. Before the night was over I fucked Jill and Sara both and Jerry surprised as all by fucking Sara once and Jill twice. As Jerry climaxed into Jill the second time, he pulled out and ejaculated onto her stomach and tits as Sara and I watched in amazement. His dick was bright red, shiny with Jill’s juices, and still amazingly hard. And even though it was his third orgasm of the evening, it was just as powerful and voluminous as the first. As a special tribute to Jerry’s abilities, the three of us took turns sucking his cock clean of semen. I capped the evening off by getting down between Jill’s legs to suck her pussy clean of all her heavenly juices and breathe in the aroma of a freshly fucked pussy.

One of the things I really liked about jill was that in addition to loving to fuck, she really got off on cocks. Sara does too, but not to the extent that Jill does. For example, my penis is partially circumcised. By that I mean that a lot of excess skin is missing but I still have enough foreskin to cover most of the head. Any time Jill was getting down and dirty with my dick, she always wanted the foreskin pulled all the way back so she could focus on my dickhead. She also really got off on fondling and squeezing my nuts as well and licking and sucking them while she rolled my foreskin back and forth with one hand while thrusting a finger or two up my ass with the other. She would alternate massaging my dick with either her hand or mouth. She had a genuine clinical interest in my genital package. And she did the same with Jerry’s equipment. And she always let out a surprised squeal when the cum started shooting, even though she obviously knew it was coming.

In between the fucking, the two girls got each other off as their talented tongues worked over each other’s clits. Something new for Sara. But Jill appeared to be an old hand at muff-diving.

At the evening’s end, I felt really invigorated that I was able to experience some strange pussy and Jill’s extremely talented oral ministrations. It was great that my wife Sara was looking out for me and not just her own carnal desires.

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My Wife Sara Loves Giving Handjobs

By Spurtz

The Sara Series:
My Wife Sara is a Real Piece of Work
Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock
Sara Finds a New Way for Both of Us to Cum
Sara Jacks Off Six Guys

My Wife Sara Loves Giving Handjobs. And More.

This story is a continuation of “Watching Sara Service Another Man’s Cock.”

After Jeff went home after an incredible night of threesome sex, Sara seemed a little down. “What’s wrong honey?” I asked.

“I can’t believe I did all those things with Jeff. You must think I am a total slut. I know our agreement was I was only going to jack him off while you watched. But then I sucked his cock and fucked you both until everybody’s balls were dry. I don’t know what came over me. Once I had two big hard cocks staring me in the face, I kind of went crazy.”

“Don’t worry about it babe. Believe it or not, I totally got off watching you working your magic on his big cock. I was worried beforehand that I would get jealous but I could tell you were enjoying the hell out of yourself and when you’re happy, I’m happy.”

“But honey,” she protested, “surely watching me roll Jeff’s foreskin back and lick all around the head of his cock had to bother you. Then seeing me suck his dick until he came down my throat. I can’t believe that didn’t upset you. And then to let him slide that engorged prick into my pussy and fuck the shit out of me. That didn’t bother you?”

“Sara, I know how much you love it when I fuck all your holes. Why wouldn’t you love having a strange cock doing the same thing? It’s just sex. It’s not like you are in love with Jeff. You aren’t, are you?”

“Hell no. I might be in love with Jeff’s cock but it ends there.”

“Sara, I do have to confess to some jealousy. Watching you going down on his engorged prick did give me some pangs of jealousy. But only because I wished it was me sucking him off.”

“I thought so,” she replied. “I was watching you out of the corner of my eye while I was sucking Jeff off. I saw your dick go from semi-soft to full hard. I knew it was turning you on. But I wasn’t sure if it was me sucking his prick that got you going or it was you wishing you were doing the sucking.”

“Both,” I confessed. “Before last night the idea of sucking another man’s cock was just about the last thing in the world that I ever thought I would want to do. But now it’s all I can think about.”

“I’m going to tell you a secret,” she said. “The second time Jeff fucked me last night, I whispered in his ear that I thought you might be having a fantasy about sucking some dick. He said he thought so too. And that he had no problem with it. He said he’s sucked a few cocks and it’s great fun. So next time we hook up with Jeff, maybe I can watch you two guys suck each other’s dicks.”

“So when is ‘next time?’” I asked.

“I knew you would be hot to trot. Jeff’s coming by again tonight.”

I was stunned. She knew me too well. But I couldn’t wait for Jeff to show up.

That evening, Jeff arrived right on time. He wasn’t inside the door more than a couple of minutes and all three of us were naked. My dick was already bone-hard in anticipation of what was to come. Jeff wasn’t far behind me. I even thought I could see some moisture dripping down Sara’s thigh.

She directed us to all sit on the sofa and served some drinks. After some small talk, Sara knelt down between Jeff’s legs and proceeded to masturbate his erect penis. My dick throbbed in anticipation. Since everybody already knew what was going to happen, Sara bent over and took the head of Jeff’s engorged cock between her lips. She took her mouth off long enough to say, “Babe, I want to get this big cock ready for you.” She went back to expertly sucking his dick and then got up and said, “Your turn.”

I took her place kneeling between Jeff’s legs. I looked down at the most desirable sight I could imagine. Sara had brought the head of his cock to a rosy red shiny glow. I reached down and grasped the shaft of his meaty prick and pulled the foreskin all the way back. I had no idea what sensations awaited me once I took his cock between my lips. But I couldn’t wait to find out. As he prick slid into my mouth my first reaction was there was no taste. I guess I expected a bit of a tangy flavor but there was none. I eagerly bobbed my head up and down. The feeling of my lips gliding over his glans and then passing over the coronal ridge and moving onto the shaft was way more exciting than I ever expected. I tried to take as much of his cock down my throat as possible but my gag reflex kicked in before I even had half of it in.

I felt Sara kneel behind me and her hand reached around and grabbed my penis. I think my prick was as hard as it has ever been. She started doing her hand magic on my cock. Then I felt her other hand slide down my back and into the crack of my ass. Her lubed-up finger found my butthole and she slid it right in.

I was in sexual heaven. A hard throbbing cock down my throat. Sara’s magic hands performing an incredibly sexual handjob on my raging prick while her finger pistoned in and out of my asshole. I could tell I was doing all the right things to Jeff’s cock as his hands clasped each side of my head and helped set the rhythm of my taking his cock up and down it’s length.

I was a bit torn. I knew if we kept this up, it wasn’t going to last long. But no way could I stop. My brain told me if even I made him cum, the evening would not be over. This would just be a great start. So I continued to suck his prick in a near sexual frenzy. All too soon I felt his body stiffen and a series of short groans escaped his mouth. I knew he was cumming.

I felt the first hot spurt of semen hit the back of my throat. This just made me suck harder and faster. The feeling of his cum continuing to spurt into my mouth took me to new sexual highs and the next thing I knew, my own cock erupted into one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Stream after stream of hot jism shot out of the end of my prick and hit the sofa and the carpet. Sara was coaxing me on as she swiftly pulled her finger out of my ass. She knew from experience that pulling the finger just as I started to orgasm intensified it for me.

“Cum for me baby. Keep shooting that cream for me.” She continued to grip my dick even harder and pumped it like there was no tomorrow. I wasn’t sure who was going to stop spurting cum first, me or Jeff.

I kept sucking Jeff’s big prick. I didn’t want to let it go but he finally cried out in submission. “I can’t take it anymore. Too intense.” I knew what he meant as I was experiencing the same thing as Sara continued to stroke my prick coaxing out every last dollop of jism. Finally she let go. I staggered to my feet and flopped down next to Jeff. Sara inched forward and took Jeff’s cock in one hand and mine in the other. “Oh, we do have a real mess here,” she purred. “A cleanup is needed.” That said, she proceeded to take turns licking and sucking all the cum off both our pricks.

I knew the evening was off to a glorious start.

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Like Einstein

Like Einstein, masturbation technique

This isn’t a report from a client. This was me. It’s a quick memoir and a sort of how-to guide about having extra-long periods of ejaculatory spasming or what I call ‘contracting.’

Einstein had a theory that wasn’t proven by scientific observation until 19 years later.

Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait that long.

About two years ago, I was playing around with a friend. He wanted me to pinch the tip of his penis closed just as he was ejaculating, so the cum would be trapped inside.

Just as he was going to cum, I pinched his peehole between my thumb and first finger. His dick started spasming, but of course nothing came out. Here’s the weird part: His urethra and perineal area kept on contracting and contracting, at least twice as long as a normal orgasm.

When he finally settled down, I let go, and the cum flowed out. We both really enjoyed that.

Since that time, I have hypothesized that the extra long orgasm was caused by the cum trapped inside, but somehow never got around to experimenting with it. But maybe it was just the excitement of trying a new experiment with me, his buddy.

This afternoon, I was playing with extended dry orgasms as I often do. For those who don’t know, with practice you can get to the point where you have orgasms, contractions and all, but nothing comes out, and you can do it for literally hours. You can also have longer orgasms that last for minutes at a time. All you have to do is practice edging, until you can maintain the balance easily, then you can go just a bit farther, ending up with dry orgasms. I’ve discovered that your body actually learns to help you. The more you do it, the easier it becomes.

So that’s what I was doing. After maybe 45 minutes, I went too far. I felt a full ejaculation coming on, but I wasn’t prepared. Not having anything handy to catch a mess, I pinched the tip of my dick closed. I felt the pressure from each contraction, but no pain. Not even any discomfort. It was really very nice. But the crazy thing is it didn’t stop. I just kept contracting and contracting. It lasted about three times longer than a normal orgasm.

So, my theory was proven! Then, being the good scientist I imagine myself to be, I thought I might video the same thing this evening. First, I did the dry orgasm thing over the course of about 20 minutes. Then I set up my phone and started videoing. I decided to go ahead and ejaculate while pinching my cockhead again, and sure enough. the contractions came. This time, they only lasted perhaps one and a half times as long as an ordinary orgasm. Maybe it was because I wasn’t as fully charged up as I had been earlier in the day. The video didn’t come out very well. I plan to continue my experiments with blocked ejaculations tomorrow, seeing if I can get longer orgasms, and get it on video.

I wonder if in the same way I learned to have these continuous dry orgasms, the technique of blocked ejaculation will evolve into something more spectacular? Like what I could learn to just keep ejaculating as long as I want? I truly think that might be possible.

I’ll keep you posted.

Please comment below. I live and write for your comments!

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Fake ED and Vaginal Tune-Ups

Fake ED and vaginal tune-ups

This guy at the next bench over and I have struck up quite a friendship. Jim is a bit older, but quite athletic. He keeps trying to get me to play tennis, which I haven’t taken him up on yet. We also talk about sexual things, especially when we are the only two in the workshop. It had been mostly about girls, nudity, things like that. He’d ask me, “Have you ever been to a nude beach?”

When I admitted that I had, he asked “How do you manage to keep it soft?” You know, stuff like that. I was starting to get a bit shocked, maybe even started thinking he’s gay or something, even though I met his wife and saw his son and daughter once.

So we got to talking one day, and he said he had been faking erectile dysfunction. I asked why in the world he’d want to do that?

He said there’s a practitioner he’s been going to who performs what he called a ‘delightful’ treatment. I couldn’t resist. I asked about it and he told me the practitioner uses hand-held vibrators, sometimes two at a time, to stimulate the penis, and that whole region, which overcomes erectile dysfunction. I was very curious about something else, so I asked, “Is this practitioner male or female?”

He said “male” and then quickly added that there’s nothing gay about it. I wasn’t so sure, then quickly changed the subject, being rather shocked at the time. Later in the day, thinking it over, I realized if it was gay, well, there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s just not for me.

Over the next week or so, I couldn’t get it out of my mind. I have to say, I did fantasize about the whole situation with the vibrators and all, and if I dare admit it, the idea of a guy doing that to me. OK, it was turning me on. There, I said it!

So Jim and I continued our ever-more risque conversations, then one day Jim just announced he made a double appointment with his ED guy, and that he did it for me, because he knew I probably had some erectile dysfunction issues also. he said that I could come or that he could cancel the second person of the appointment.

I practically yelled, “No fucking way!” Jim was silent. I think he was embarrassed.

Then I said, “Well, if I actually had ED, that would be different.”

A moment later, and I don’t know why, I added, “Well, I have had times when it was hard to get it up.”

I’m sure you can guess what happened. Yes, Jim and I went over to the guy’s house. His massage parlor was set up in a spare bedroom. The whole thing seemed unconventional to me, but my heart was racing. As scary as it was, I was definitely going to go through with it. Fact is, I was totally horned up just thinking about what was going to happen.

The part I hadn’t counted on – at all – was that I’d get my treatment right in front of Jim, and he’d get his right in front of me. Jim went first. He took off all his clothes right there in the little room with the three of us barely fitting around the massage table, then laid down. Jim turns out to be a pretty good looking guy. His hair is just starting to turn gray at the temples, which I suppose makes him look distinguished. I’m sure ladies would totally go for this guy if he wasn’t married.

Anyway, the treatment guy got a couple of vibes off a table that had about thirty or so of them piled on. Some were battery-powered, some plug-in style. There were cords all over the place. He got to work on Jim, pressing the vibrators here and there. A couple of times, he placed them right on Jim’s balls. I was thinking ‘that must hurt.’ At one point he had Jim scrunch up, and placed a bullet-shaped vibe a couple of inches into Jim’s butt. I was still clothed as all this was going on, but I felt a definite boner forming in my pants. Jim was totally unashamed as his penis stuck straight up into the air. I was everything at once: Shocked, embarrassed about my own boner which they could probably see through my pants, but more than anything: as horny as I had ever been!

It wasn’t long before Jim was shooting cum a few inches in the air. The practitioner just kept right on going as Jim squirmed and looked like he was going to jump right off the table in post-orgasm sensitivity. Finally, as Jim’s penis softened, the guy was done. After a couple of minutes, Jim who had been literally jittering or shaking in some sort of very strong post-orgasmic state, got off the table and replaced me in the one and only chair in which I had been sitting. He was still nude.

The practitioner told me to take off all my clothes. Again, a moment of embarrassment as I realized they’d see my erection. How weird is that – that I would be embarrrassed, after just witnessing what I had seen?

I took off my clothes and got the treatment. It was everything it was cut out to be and more. The only thing is, it was over way too soon. As soon as I recovered, I agreed to another double-appointment with Jim.

I told my wife that evening after dinner. I was cringing, thinking she’d explode or something. Instead, she smiled, and dragged me to the bedroom. She wanted a description with the most minute details. Then she did with me what husbands and wives do. I mean, we fucked our brains out. Jenny then told me I should indeed keep next week’s appointment.

I went several times to the practitioner. Sometimes with Jim, sometimes alone. It was much better with company. Then I got to thinking, and asked the guy, “What about women?”

He got a twinkle in his eye, saying, “They don’t have ED of course, but they have other issues. Most want to have longer lasting, or multiple orgasms. Yes, I do have the occasional female patient.” He looked eager.

I told Jenny, and she was all over it. She and I booked a double-appointment.

We’ve been back several times since. The whole thing is rather naughty of course. Everyone, and especially the practitioner, knows that no one has erectile dysfunction or needs any sort of vaginal tune up. But we’re all having a good time, and the practitioner is earning a good living.

Finally, we booked a triple session with Jim. You should have seen Jenny’s eyes light up as he got the first treatment. She wasn’t at all abashed as she stared intently at Jim’s equipment. When the practitioner asked her to hold his rock hard penis out of the way with her fingertips, while the man attended to Jim’s scrotum, she was delighted. I think I saw her stroking Jim’s penis up and down a quarter of an inch as she held it.

She went last, so Jim and I had already ejaculated, but I really, really enjoyed seeing the lust in his eyes as he got a full view of my wife’s vagina and anus as she got her treatment. It was fun alternately watching her jitter and squirm as she was having orgasms, and watching Jim watch her.

And that’s all I have to say about that. Oh, and we’ve bought some of those vibrators, and we’ve had Jim and now his wife over to our house a few times.

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Boy’s Embarrassing Tape Incident

I was an eight-year-old boy. Like most kids of that age, when I had some private time in my room I played with my little penis. On this occasion, I thought it might be fun to wrap some Scotch tape around it just behind the glans. I applied the loop of tape and all was well. However, when I was ready to do something else, the tape had to be removed, right? But there was no way I could get it off. I couldn’t pull up the end with a fingernail because the tape was too thin and stuck together well. It also stuck to my skin, so when I tried various ways to peel it away, it simply wasn’t happening.

In tears, I ran out to him in the living room as he was reading the newspaper in his recliner. My mother and sister were in the living room also. I showed my dad what I had done. Without chastising me, he simply got some lighter fluid, poured it on the tape around my penis, waited for it to weaken the glue, then removed the tape. I seem to recall that for the whole time, I was erect.

Thinking back on that all these years later, I have three thoughts:

1. I wonder how that affected my father. Did it make him horny? Was he embarrassed to have to deal with such a situation? Was he terribly disappointed in his kid? What about my mother and sister? What were they thinking?

2. Why did I remain erect? You’d think with all that worry and embarrassment, I’d have gone soft right away.

3. I wish I had more information about boys’ sexuality and masturbating back then. Of course I couldn’t yet ejaculate, but obviously I was interested in my penis. I wish something like Boy’s Guide to Masturbation.

was available back then.

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My Favorite Fetish – Glans Blame

my favorite sexual fetish, glans blame, also known as apple polishing, rosy palm, glans rubbing, cockhead torture

Hello, it’s me, Jeremy Watson, co-author of Sex270. I suppose my favorite fetish lately is intense glans palming, also known as glans blame, apple polishing, cockhead torture, rosy palm, or glans blame

I’ll have a friend start by tying me down by my wrists and ankles with soft ropes or bandanas to the corners of a bed or massage table. It doesn’t matter whether this friend is young or old, fat or thin, white or black, or male or female. Then the friend gets me erect, oils up the palm of one hand and starts rubbing it over the glans (tip of penis) while holding my penis in the grip of his or her other hand. If you’re a guy and have never had this done, you’ve gotta try it.

It is the most excruciating tickle in the world. You feel like you’ve gotta get away. Yet, it’s intensely erotic at the same time. You don’t generally ejaculate. It’s just too intense, But you might involuntarily pee. Anyway, that’s my favorite fetish at the moment, both giving and getting.

I have also enjoyed other fetishes such as firm testicle massage.

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Feeling Like a Kid Among Adults

I went to Body Electric in Berkeley, California to try out their Thursday night tantric male massage sessions. I had a great time. There were about 40 men there. We all got naked, then broke into random groups of three. Each group surrounded a massage table. We each got a 20-minute massage from the other two guys. The massages started with a perfunctory general massage, but soon turned into genital massage. But this was a ‘tantric’ thing. I didn’t really understand the philosophy. The general idea seemed to be that one can, probably even should, become erect, but not ejaculate. For me, it was difficult to avoid orgasming, but I managed to hold off for the full twenty minutes when it was my turn. I really enjoyed massaging the other two guys as well. I went home horny and charged up. It was an interesting experience. I felt clearer than usual, as if colors were brighter, quiet sounds more noticeable, and smells more interesting.

Of course as soon as I got home, I wanked and ejaculated big-time, but even still, I felt slightly better than average the whole next day.

I returned a week later and participated in another three-way massage. Before starting, I asked the instructor whether it would be OK to forego the general massage portion, and have the guys go right into the genital massage when it was my turn. He said that was fine. I then asked if it was OK to ejaculate. I expected some lecture about how that’s not within the paradigm of what they’re doing there. Instead, he said that’s just fine also. I also asked to go last, because I knew what might happen. If I was first or second, and then I ejaculated, I would loose interested in massaging the other guys.

So, I went last. When it was my turn, I came after about ten minutes, and immediately felt foolish. Worse, I still had ten minutes to go. The guys tried to keep me hard and interested, but frankly, the last ten minutes, while not quite torture, were less than ideal as I went soft, and was quite bothered by the ongoing touch.

Bottom line: I felt like a stupid kid among adults after doing that. I’m slowly learning in life that most people have reasons for what they do. Being a rebel, trying to do things differently, is not always the best way to do things.

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What Do You Like?

My flight was delayed. I met a guy in the restaurant bar who was also delayed. We were scheduled on the same plane. It turns out we live in the same city. The minutes turned into hours. He and I got to talking, because what else was there to do?

Our conversation became more intimate. I was divorced. He had been a serial dater, but never married.

The conversation deepened. We were pretty much whispering because although there was quite a bit of noise in the bar, what we were talking about became, well, quite private.

We were talking about masturbation. We were agreeing with each other that it’s a good thing. We went on to agree that if everyone was more accepting of masturbation, it might cure some of the world’s ills. Like overpopulation and unwanted children. Like STDs.

Then he asked a weird question, “What masturbatory thing would you like, but you can’t do it to yourself?”

Normally, I’d never answer a question like that. I’d be shocked. But the way this conversation had been unfolding, it seemed fine to give him my answer:

“I have this fantasy of being tied down, and have someone rub the palm of their hand over the tip of my erect dick. It’s a feeling I can’t stand, and can’t get enough of, all at the same time.”

“Ah, I know the feeling,” he said, adding, “You know, I’ve always been surprised that with a little oil, the feeling is even more intense than with a dry hand. Plus it doesn’t rub the tip of your penis raw.”

I was glad to have some solidarity. Someone who experienced something like me, and was willing to talk about it. Because, face it, sex with women is great, but there can be something missing. Most women are into kissing, dating, and the whole package. Sometimes a guy just wants to get off. Sometimes a guy wants something weird, that most women wouldn’t understand.

“What do you like?”

“I like my balls massaged. Really hard, like rolfing.”

I knew exactly what he was talking about. While I’m not so much a fan of that, I can enjoy a good, firm ball massage.

He went on to say, “But I don’t care for oral, anal, kissing or any of that.”

I was delighted, because that describes me to a tee.

They got the airplane fixed and we boarded, but not before exchanging phone numbers.

A day later he called. “When can we get together?”

I knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Dude, I’m available right now.”

Fifteen minutes later found me in his apartment. We did all the things we discussed. It was even better than I could have imagined. He rubbed the tip of my penis so perfectly that not only did I squirm, yell, and carry on, I even involuntarily let out a little pee a couple of minutes before cumming.

I squeezed his balls so hard I thought they’d pop. He informed me that they are like chicken gizzards. Rubbery. You can’t pop them with your fingertips. You just have to be careful not to injure the back sides where the cords attach. I kind of knew that, but it was reassuring to hear. He was yelling, he was wincing, he was loving it. He kept wanting me to squeeze harder. It kept me very erect doing that to him.

He came without me even touching his penis. Then, he offered the same treatment to me. I had to ask him to be gentler, but found myself very much enjoying the testicle massage. I came a second time, but only because he let go of my scrotum, slowly buried a finger deep in my rectum, and jerked me off with his other hand.

We meet up every month or two. Most of the time we are happy with ourselves or the various ladies we meet. But every now and then, we want something really intense, and we know exactly how to give it to each other.