Date: Thu, 1 Mar 2001 19:28:07 -0500 (EST)
From: Joe Blow <regularguy@email.com>
Subject: Jackoff

This day was no different than any other day.  It was a spring day just as
pretty and warm as any spring day.  A warm breeze was flowing from the
south, the birds were singing, and the flowers were growing.  If you would
listen, you could actually here Mother Nature at work.  This story is about
me on a day like this.  Of the many times I have pleasured myself when I
was young, I never thought I would ever do it now at my age, but it happen.
It all started innocently enough.  I was at work and I was all-alone.  My
office is away from the others.  In fact, I'm in a big office all by
myself.  No one can see me.  If they didn't see me, they wouldn't even know
that I was here.  I am totally by myself.

I got this hot sensation and this cramp feeling around my private parts.  I
straighten my legs several times, but that did not make me feel any better.
Next I got up from my chair and pulled down at my pants and under pants
with my right hand.  You know, you grab the material between your legs and
pull down away from your body.  This released the pressure around my dick
and balls.  After I sat back down, I didn't felt any better and I still had
the cramp feeling.  It felt as if I had a partial hard-on.  If I did, I
didn't know why, I wasn't thinking of anything that would produce a
hard-on.  Just work stuff and you all know how boring that is.

I though I better check things out.  What would cause me to have a hard-on?
I got up and walked to the men's room, which was down the hall and around
the corner.  I was careful to not to let my hardness show to anyone that I
pass on my way.  Once in the restroom, I took the room that was next to the
wall.  After locking the door, I undid my belt and pants loops, letting
everything drop to my ankles.  Yea, I was right, I had a semi hard-on.  I
always enjoyed looking at my self and this time was no different.  I'm sure
all of you have done the same.  I unbutton my shirt and let it flow around
back, out of the way.  I placed my right hand around my dick but I didn't
do anything.  I just held it.  My dick got even harder.

I though I better stop.  I didn't want to waste a jack-off.  It has been a
long time since I did anything like that.  I don't play with myself any
more, not since I got married.  Its still has been a long time.  I let go
of myself and just sat there for what seam like 15 minutes or so.  In all
that time, my dick didn't go down.  As I looked at my watch, I realized
that it was getting close to lunchtime; I though I better do something
about this.  I didn't want to go around work all day with a hard-on nor did
I intent to spend all day in the bathroom.  After straighten my clothes, I
left the tiny room.  I slid my dick down my left leg.  I slid it down pass
my under pants.  I though I would take my underpants off but what would I
to do with them.  Here I am walking back to my office with my dick clearly
marking my pants with its big imprint.  I passed no one.

I hurried and put my coat on; at least this would hide my little problem.
Not a little problem but a large problem.  Getting in my car, I decided to
drive to the local park.  I knew of several park benches that are
out-of-the-way.  I thought I would sit on the park benches and wait until
matters would go down.  When I got to the park it was almost empty.  No
cars and no one in sight. I was the only one on the path that led around
the lake.  I picked a bench facing away from the path looking at the small
lake that wondered through the park.  As I sat down, I again let my hand
drop to my big hump in my pants.  I slowly dropped the zipper and let my
manhood slid out of its hiding place. I pulled the underpants down my legs
letting my private parts swing free as I gave as much room as I could
without taking my pants down.

I'm sitting on this bench with my overcoat on and my zipper down showing my
dick in all its glory.  I though that if anyone came by, I would pull my
coat over me.  I would be safe from prying eyes.  The skin of my dick was
pulled all the way back.  It's been like that ever since the bathroom.  No
one was in sight and I continued to look at my nakedness.  The dome head
was large and a deep purple in color.  The warm sun was bouncing off this
large dome, as it was a magnet, drawing every bit of the energy that the
sun had to offer.  The sun felt great.  It gave me warmth that I still feel
today.  After several minutes, I still had this giant hard-on and it
appeared to me that it had no intention of ever going down by it self.

I quickly looked around and seeing no one, I again placed my right fist on
my dick and started to slowly jack myself off pulling and pushing the
foreskin up and down my staff and over the dome.  I know it's hard to
believe, my dick grew even larger as I slowly pump the large foreskin back
and forth. As the skin moved over the head, I got more and more excited. A
few little drops of liquid came out of my little hole and spread its self
over the giant purple dome.  I loosen the grip that my right hand had on my
dick and the next time my hand was on the top, I gathered as much of the
liquid as I could in my hand as I pulled it back down my shaft toward the
public hair at the base.  I know I never seen my dick that large before.
In my high school days when beating off was an every day occurrence, my
dick was never that large.  I would be willing to bet that I was even
larger now than I was on my honeymoon.  I stiffen my legs as I stroke my
dick.  I could feel a hot feeling starting at from my toes and racing up my
legs.  When it reached my bag of nuts, I felt it collect there waiting for
its release.  My bags got tight as I continue to pump my staff up and down.
I couldn't stop now even if I wanted to.  The large purple dome was shining
in the bright sunlight like a beacon in the night.  I know that it would
only be a matter of time before I shot this load.  I had a thought that I
wish someone was with me to gather my dick in as I shot this load.  It
would have been nice if Hank were with me then.  I'm sure he would know
what to do to me.

I really believe that I grown in length and width.  My left hand circled my
staff and balls while my right fist continued its movements up and down
from my left hand on my balls to the dome at the top.  The foreskin covered
and re-covered the dome while I kept the movement going harder and harder,
faster and faster.  My balls decided to let the fluid escape up the staff
and out its little hole at the top.  I'm sure the fluid shot five inches in
the air above my dick only to fall back to the dome as it flowed around and
under the foreskin.  I looked around and not seeing anyone, I continued to
pump my dick up and down even faster.  After the fluid stop flowing out of
its hole, I pumped now slower until I felt another wave of pleasure, than
another.  I counted three times I came; three times I felt the pleasure in
my insides; three times I had jack-off in a row. My right hand was now
covered with the white liquid that had escaped out of it hiding place deep
within my balls.  I continued to pump even after the fluid stopped flowing.
I then took my handkerchief out with my soaked right hand and wiped the
liquid off my hands then my dick.  The handkerchief was now soaking wet
with my fluid.  I let it drop to the ground besides the bench.  The sticky
white fluid was also lying around my balls and had the hair at the base of
my staff all matted like soap that had collected after a shower and before
one would rinse off.  Using my underpants, I then wiped the base of my dick
getting the reminder of my love juice.  I know my underpants would feel
damp all day but I didn't care.  It would remind me of what I have done.

I looked at my dick, as it was pulsing up and down and I thought I could do
this again but I decided to not to, maybe later in the day.  This felt
great.  I had this warn feeling throughout my body.  I will need to clean
up before I go back to work, and before I go home.  I had forgotten how
this felt afterwards.  I was now thinking about the times I did this when I
was younger and the times I was with my buddy Hank and the things we did to
each other, but that another story.  Right now, I only thought about this
jack-off and how good it felt.  I had this warm feeling and I hope I had it
all day long.

After I returned to the office, I sat at my desk with a great warm feeling
that spayed with me all afternoon.  My dick stayed semi-hard and every time
I reached down to grab it, I got warm all over my body.  One time, around
3:00pm, I went to the bathroom, the same one I had visited earlier.  I went
to the same little room and sat on the same commode.  This time, when I
grabbed my dick, I continued to stroke it until a little drop of clear
liquid came out of that dark little hole on the large dome at the top of my
shaft.  The dome was still purple in color and the pink staff stood
straight in the air.  I took my index finger and gathered all of the clear
liquid and held it up to my mouth so my tongue could taste it.  Again I
felt that warm feeling I had felt earlier.  The liquid tastes the same as
it did when I was younger.  I didn't jack-off this time but I made that
pre-cum roll out of my pee hole quite a few times just so I could taste it
again and again.  I was so hot.  I was slowly jacking off just to the point
of making myself come just to eject the pre-cum.

Around 4:00pm, I decided to call Hank.  I haven't talked to Hank since we
stopped seeing each other.  As close as I could figure, that was about five
years ago.  Today, I missed not having him around.  I knew that once I
called him, I would want him with me again and we could do the things that
I tried to forget.  He had a great mouth and hands that could make me hot.
Hank had called me several times and wanted me back.  He said he would do
anything to see me again.  He would be excited to know that this time I
wanted him.  I called my wife and told her I would be late tonight and have
dinner without me.  I then called Hank.  After all these years, I
remembered his number and when I heard his voice, I got hard again.

He sounded executed when he heard my voice and told me to come right over,
which I intended to do so.  I left work about 4:30pm and I quickly drove
the five or so miles to his home.  He met me at the door and once inside he
quickly offered me a drink.  I looked at his pants and I could see a light
outline of his dick.  I'm sure mine was doing the same.  I had a hard-on
all day.  Even after I had jacked off in the park, I stayed semi-hard.  He
asked me what prompted me calling him again after five years of ignoring
him.  He said that he got tired of calling me and that he was surprise to
see me there.  I told him about the park and this afternoon of me being so
hot.  I also told him about my diet of pre-com.  While I was talking I
rubbed myself several times letting him see me do it.  He had to see how
hot I was.  I again looked at him and he wasn't any harder.  I ask if I
could use the bathroom and I quickly went in.  I didn't shut the door but I
turned on the sink water to wash my self off after I had removed my pants,
underpants, shoes and socks.  There I stood looking at myself with just my
white shirt and tie on and nothing else.  I then took off the rest of my
clothes.  I said to myself, "this will save time and he can do what ever he
wants to, I'm ready."  My dick stood straight out from my body, I didn't
need any help there.  A few drops were again on my dome and I quickly wiped
them off with my index finger and sucked it in my mouth.  Oh, did that ever
tasted good.

I decided that now was the time as I quickly walked backed into the living
room.  Hank just stood there and watches me as I approached him.  He said
"what this?  Are you expecting something?"  I said "Yea, you and I
together, like old times".  He said "You can't just walk in here and
expected me to suck you off like the old times, I need more than that now.
I'm seeing someone else.  You will need to do things to me also.  No more
of this one sided sex."  I said, "Ok, I need you badly".  With that I
grabbed his outline and stroked it through his pants.  He was getting hard
as I unfasten his belt and dropped his pants to the floor.  He had no
underpants on.  I grabbed his dick with my right hand as I palmed his balls
with my left.  I brushed his dick with my face as I looked up and looked at
his opened eyes.  He was watching me play with him.  I would have expected
closed eyes.  This was not like the old days.  Then he would be playing
with me and I would be the one to just watching.  In the old days, I did
make him come, not with my mouth, just my hands.  One time I did suck him
off, but that was the first time I met him in the same park were I had
jacked off earlier.  I didn't understand what was going on.  I expected him
all over me with his hands and mouth.  I needed him so bad, I was so hot.
I stood up; my dick brushed his, not once but several times.  I reached
down and slowly stroked him.  He had no foreskin like I did.  He was longer
than me, but mine was thicker.  His staff was darker than mine and his
balls lay in their little sack between his legs.  I said, "are you going to
do something to me?" and he said, "Yea, I want to see how hot you really
were".

He grabbed my hand and lead me to the bedroom where he position him self on
the bed with his head near the bottom.  I position myself over him.  I had
my feet on the floor.  I looked down and saw his large dick sticking
straight up into my face.  My arms were on either side of his head
supporting me.  I looked down at myself and he was just waiting, I guess,
on me to start sucking.  This wasn't going to be like the old days.  To get
one of his great blowjobs, I would need to give one.  The only time I did
suck him off I was so hot and it wasn't that bad either.  I hit his
bouncing dick with my lips and as I passed over him, I blew hot air on him.
He licked my dick several times.  I followed his lead and did the same to
him.  I position my mouth directly over his dick and I let his beautiful
dick slid into my waiting open mouth.  I went all the way down to his bush
of hair at the base of his large dick.  I don't know what he was doing to
me but I was enjoying his manhood moving in and out of my mouth.  Once I
stopped to look down at my dick sliding in and out of his mouth.  He was
just lying there as I was pumping my hips up and down moving my dick harder
and harder and deeper and deeper into that great hole in his face.

I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the round hole I had placed my dick into and
I took him again into my mouth as I started to suck on him again only
harder this time.  Up and down I went.  I continued that motion as I
decided to enjoy this new feel for as long as I could.  I went down as far
as I could go; down to his hair as it tickled my nose, then up to the dome
at the top of his staff.  Up and down I went.  I was enjoying this feeling
and I was thinking that I didn't want this to end.  I was really enjoying
this.  I'm pumping my hips real hard now and I can feel my juices climbing
my legs, reaching for my bag at the base of my staff.  His dick was getting
harder also as I quicken my pace on his dick.  First I felt a shot of his
fluid hitting the back of my mouth, I knew I just received his first
deposit.  Quickly, a second, but larger shot, hit the back of my throat,
but this was different.  It was much larger and it tasted different.  I
didn't let this one slid down my throat like I did the first.  I then knew
the first was nothing but pre-com.  The second was his dick letting go of
his trapped juices.  I raised my head and drank in his fluid then letting
it got down my throat.  I hopped I wouldn't get sick but I enjoyed the
taste and feeling.  I felt my dick let go of my trap juices as I was
pumping my love juices down his throat.  I could feel myself pumping out
tons of fluid.  He took it all.  I wish he were there earlier when I pumped
my juices on the ground.  His blowjob was better than my jack off.  What a
waste.

As I was coming, I let his dick side into my mouth a second time, not to
make him come but just to feel his dick move in and out.  He did the same
to me.  After a few minutes, I stopped and got up off his body and lay on
my back besides him.  We were laying head to toe as I reached over to
slowly move his dick up and down with my hand.  He was real soft and small
as I felt his wetness, part of his love juice and part of my salvia.  He
was doing nothing to me but I didn't care.  He was just enjoying me as I
was handling his dick.  I could feel him getting semi-hard.  I raised
myself up on my elbows as I watch him get hard as I was stroking him.  I
thought about slowly sucking on him again just to let him know how much I
had enjoyed his blowjob.  I started to but he stopped me and told me to lie
back for he wanted to make my make me come again.  With that he lay over my
legs and slowly first moved my dick with his hand then with his mouth as he
was bringing my dick up and hard again.  I hopped I could come a third time
today.

I lifted my left leg up and over his body placing him between my legs.  His
right hand was gently rubbing my chest and stomach while his left hand was
lightly rubbing my balls and legs.  His mouth, his gentle warm mouth, was
slowly sucking on my small dick.  My dick was starting to get hard as his
warm mouth continue to softly suck.  I didn't get hard real fast as you
would expect me to, but I was getting hard.  After all, I did come twice
today already.  He did this for over five minutes and it felt as if I was
coming all the time.  You know the feeling when your dick pumps the fluid
out of its small hole only I was feeling this sanitation while he was
sucking on me.  I was in heaven.  I didn't want him to stop.  I wanted this
to last forever and as long as he sucked on me, I believe that it would
have.  Finally I felt the fluid rolling up my legs toward my little bag,
which he was holding in his left hand.  I knew my bag was tight but that
didn't stop him.  He continued his gentle assault on my dick and balls
until it decided to release my fluid into his waiting mouth.  I arched my
hips up as I pumped and pumped my love juices.  He took all I had and as I
release my hips to lie back on the bed, he continued to suck bring my dick
back down to its normal small size.  After it was over, I tried to speak
but couldn't.  We just lied there not touching.  I finally said, "That was
the greatest feeling I had ever felt".  He didn't say anything.

It was getting dark now as he turned on the light besides the bed.  The
soft light put an amber glow on everything as we continued to lie besides
each other.  I said that I would like to try what he did to me and I
position myself in the same position he was earlier.  Using the same hands
as he did, I did the same thing he had done to me.  His manhood looked the
same as my dick did as I placed it into my mouth.  It was so soft that I
could make it move between my lips.  I took my right hand and held it up
for me to start moving it back and forth.  As it started to get hard, I
placed my right hand back onto his chest.  It felt like a soft lump of meat
as I slowly move my head up and down on him.  There was no way to describe
how it felt to suck on something, as it gets hard in your mouth.  With in a
few seconds, or was it minutes, his dick was hard again and I let it slide
in and out as I applied pressure with my lips.  I didn't move very fast, in
fact I kept the tempo slow, just as he had done.  I felt him getting harder
and I knew that he was getting ready for his release.  He was moving now,
not only up and down, but also side to side.  I then, at that second, knew
that he wanted this and that he wanted me to do it to him.  He wanted this
soft blowjob.  He started to pump fluid now, not hard, like the first time,
but like a gentle roll out.  You know how some hatchets runs out of the
bottle while others kind of rolls out, well this is how he came, very soft
and gentle.  His fluid just rolled out of the small hole.  I continue to
suck, even after he stopped pumping.  I didn't mind it at all.  At this
moment, we were like one person.  I continued my job until be leaned up and
placed his hand on my head.  I knew that he was done.  I knew that we both
were done.

We stayed there a few minute, not talking just lying on the bed.  After
what seamed minutes, he get up and goes into the bathroom to start the
shower.  I quickly follow him and got into the shower with him.  Still not
talking, we wash each other's bodies.  Afterwards, I left, leaving him
standing in his living room.  I said that we would do this again and I
wanted to, but I knew in my heart, we would not make it permanent.  I was
still married but we would see each other again and again.  I promise you
that.


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