A Great Tool

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Role play and fantasy is known to be a great tool to keep sex interesting, or new and fresh. Because we do get bored with the same old stuff; we love to change things up. And, fantasy plays an even more important part when we whack off. When we're desperate to cum and we just can't seem to get to the edge and crank it over the top, fantasy can help.

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But, how about when we're just lying around, the cock starts to stand up, and we spend a nice leisurely afternoon wanking, what helps to fuel the hardness and gets us off?

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What's your favorite fantasy when you jack off?

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For me, it's remembering past experiences. Or fantasizing about some hot woman - or guy - I've seen in the recent past. But, my absolute all-time favorite is thinking about how my masseur handles things. Each and every time I've gotten a massage - from a man or woman - my cock gets as hard as the table legs. Every time. No exception.

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I've had different reactions to that over the years. But a couple have been really accommodating. Like the current dude. I warned him ahead of time. By the time he told me to turn over onto my back, my cock was like a piece of steel rebar. 'Course, he helped it along while I was on my stomach by lightly raking his fingers across my balls.

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After I turn over, he starts at my feet and works his way to my balls. Then he takes my hands and work his way up my arms, around my neck, down my chest to my cock.

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He slowly strokes my boner and massages my balls until my hips are raising up off the massage table. Then he strokes my cock with one hand and rubs my cockhead with the other until my man meat-missile launches.

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He strokes and milks me, slowing as the gusher subsides.

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Then he gently lowers my cock to my stomach, gets a towel and cleans me. Then he continues with a soft, gentle massage of my legs and torso until my breathing slows and I'm drifting off to sleep. He slips out of the room for ten to fifteen minutes to allow me to rest.

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It's always so good. And, in my opinion the only right way to give a thorough massage. No wonder I keep going back to him. And, no wonder it's my favorite thing to fantasize about when I'm lying on my bed and jacking off.

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Desperate (to Cum)

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Here's a pretty common experience for guys. Well, I think it's common. Where you're horny as fuck and you're almost desperate to pound one out ... but, for some reason you just don't seem to be able to get there? Or get there fast enough?

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That was me yesterday. Perusing all my favorite blogs, my stick stood, thick and hard, with a steady stream of pre-cum oozing and running down the shaft and nestling into my balls.

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It subsided after I did my post and broke for lunch and my newspaper. But the ole pecker kept twitching the whole time.

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Like any other red-blooded guy, I started playing with it. Sorry, Ladies, but we can't stop ourselves; our hands just automatically wind up on our cocks and playing with our balls. It got to the point where I had to get off - needed to blow out that load which had built up. So, I began stroking in earnest.

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After about fifteen minutes a voice was pleading, "Come on. Please. Make me cum. I've got to cum." Holy crap! it was me!! My fist began flogging my log to the point it would've been a blur on film. And still I couldn't get to the edge. I started thrusting my hips and bouncing my nuts with my other hand, poking at my prostate. The need to cum became desperate. I didn't think it was going to happen; I was afraid it wouldn't.

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Finally, after another twenty minutes, or so, of my fist pounding up and down, fully concentrated on the head of my dick, I felt my balls start to pull up. I doubled my efforts and the first spurt of jizz gathered and blasted free.

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When my cock finished spewing, I was exhausted from the effort, the shaft was red, the head purple and my nuts ached.

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Yep, sometimes, it can get that intense.

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Hope you all have a good weekend - that your boners treat you right

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 and a nice leisurely wank.

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Requisite Parts

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I missed posting yesterday, but sometimes shit happens, eh? Though my mechanic doesn't look like that!

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So, I had planned on following up on Tuesday's post about becoming comfortable with our man bits. I got over my shyness and embarrassment during my stint in the military. As I said, there was no such thing as privacy, really. And I realized that what I had was no different than any other guy; that the morning hard-on was normal, that horniness and boners were normal, that jacking off was normal.

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I don't feel the need, or urge, to post mirror selfies like so many dudes do these days just to prove all that is normal. But, on the nude beach, or the nude cruises, or at the clothing optional resorts, it never entered my mind that someone could have (and probably was) snapping pictures of my naked ass. As a result, there are probably photos of me floating around out there in the ether. If someone who knows me saw them, what would be their reaction? "Well, will you look at that! The dude has a penis...and balls." "Holy shit! is he sporting a semi?"

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I'm sure it would be more like, "Jesus! would you look at that droopy ass and those love handles!" LOL.

Let's assume - pretend, if you will - that nudity is completely acceptable. And, further, that there isn't anything about your body that you don't like. Would you try to hide your man bits from someone taking candids? 

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Or, let the world see that you have all the requisite parts that a male of the species should have?

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Man Parts

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I've got nothing profound to dispense - as if I ever do, anyway! Mostly I babble about man parts and the fact we should take care of them, treat them properly, give them the respect they deserve, and stop being ashamed of having them. And, stop being embarrassed by their function. After all, it is how we all got here: Our (biological) fathers got a boner and used it. And enjoyed it.

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I'm reminded of a childhood friend and it makes me wonder if he's still as open and proud of his pecker as he was back then. We'd be walking home from school, along a very busy 4-lane road, and he'd undo his zipper and let his dick hang out for all to see.

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If he needed to take a leak, he did; whizzing as he walked (not that I condoned that! - I mean, he could've at least pissed into bushes or on a tree.)

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One time in particular, I remember him turning around to a group of girls who were walking behind us and wagging his dick at them, saying, "Whip it out girlie!" They laughed and pointed - it's the last time he did that! That's ultimate put-down for a guy; to have someone laugh at the sight of his cock.

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A guy followed me into the men's room the other day. Two urinals with privacy panels large enough to hide all but the top half of a guy's head. I took my piss, buttoned up, washed and dried my hands and that dude was still trying to pee. I get it... Shy bladder syndrome is pretty common. I suffered through a stage of it myself - even after my many years in the military where there was no privacy at all. You either pissed in full view of others or held it until you felt like you would explode.

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You had no time to worry about hiding a morning boner; headed to the latrine to shower, every swinging cock was hard.

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But, anyway, I wonder about the stages we go through as we age. First too innocent to be ashamed, then embarrassed by them. Do we outgrow that shame?

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