I really love fantasies, because I can do things in them that I could or would not in real life. For example, ever notice how so many personal ads read something like this: "Hot older man, 45, seeks youngster 18-25. " I don't see many ads listing a young guy in search of an old-timer. I'm 61, and the odds of finding a 25-year-old attracted to me are slim.
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Another Masturbation Fantasy
Condom Docking Between Old Friends
I ran my finger lightly down its length, admiring its smoothness and symmetry, as Jim squeezed my cock-head between thumb and forefinger. We were both getting hard, and eager to enjoy a mutual jack-off. We'd met through my friend Phil, who was the informal head of an informal network of guys who enjoyed jacking off, alone or preferably together.
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Lie Back, Relax And Masturbate
My imagination develops the plot while I slowly and lovingly stroke my cock, bringing it gradually to the brink. One afternoon I stripped naked, grabbed some paper towels, and lay back to enjoy another fantasy about mutual jacking. In this one, I was in the hospital for prostate surgery. In real life, I have a slightly swollen prostate as do many 60 year old men, but do not need surgery.
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Evening With Charlie
We were exactly the same age, 39, and fairly experienced in sexual matters. That was why we'd met as part of a loose network of guys who shared the same outlook and preferences, specifically, that mutual jacking and other forms of play were preferable to many other types of sexual expression. He sat next to me on the couch, and I felt the warmth of his thigh through the fabric of our clothing.
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Bathtub Stimulation
I knew I was getting horny, and needed self-release that day. Two things regularly make me horny. One is when I haven't had a cum in a week or longer, and the pressure in my sperm tanks builds up to demand relief. I usually don't let this happen unless I'm looking forward to an encounter with another guy, when I like to save up for a big, blasting orgasm.
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Bathhouse Nights
First I would go to a few topless bars and get turned on by the girating, sexy girls. I am bisexual, but women are so much harder to have sex with on a moment's notice, and they usually want to get "involved," so I found it easier to just play with my fellow men, so to speak.
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Chance Meeting
The friend who introduced us had told me that Albert was very interested in mutual J/O, and that for this reason we should get along very well together. Albert turned out to be slightly shorter than my six feet, more muscular, blond instead of brunette, and he wore glasses, which I did not at the time.
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Dallas Backroom Cock Sucking
What I mean by trash bar hopping is that we had decided to hit as many gay bars off the main drag as we could before the night ended. The last stop of the night was a bar called the Trestle. If you had to categorize me I would be a twink. Hot, young, slim, and well endowed. I swiftly walked by this person and made my way around the bar and into a hallway.
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Edging With My Dick
We had a lot to compare because our pricks were very different. He'd been circumcised at birth, and when my parents saw the pain it caused him after the surgery, they decided they would not have any other son cut. Jimmy would cry each time he wet his diaper, and the wound got infected and needed another operation to clean it up and re-stitch it.
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Coming Out In Africa
We were not having dinner, though rather he was conducting some sort of informal interview to find out if he could employ me in his business. He was an acquaintance of my father since a couple of years. He had tutored his two kids during summer holidays.
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