I've read all the e-mails you've sent me about my stories, and for each one I wished I was down on my knees at your feet as you read. Many people have told me how they started my story fully clothed and semi-erect but they grew harder and harder as they went on, releasing their manhood's and in some cases pleasuring themselves to orgasm.
Sucking Your Cock as You Read this Story
Gay Man Masturbating Behind The Cam
"Move it to your chest." He says. Watching as I move the view down my body. I listen to him talking, saying how hot it is. Wanting to see more. He wants to be here now, to do more than just watch from afar. I want him to be here too. This vision in my mind, coupled with his horny voice makes me want him to show me what to do with my hands. I want it to be his hands rather than mine that are darting over my smooth chest, feeling my nipples, pinching and tweaking at each once. Making them harder and harder, reddening the skin around my nipples, making them pointy, begging to be pinched by another hand.
Stroking My Cock
I love to keep my balls smooth, so I shave them often. Then I sit down, naked of course, in front of my computer and read some of the stories online. As my cock gets hard and wet, I take a long thick shoelace and tie up my cock and balls. I love to make the string nice and tight so my cock and balls are tight and just a little painful to add to my pleasure.
Benny's Christmas Basket
Clay. Clay's underwear. The thought of him, and especially the thought of clay's briefs, directed Benny's hand, not to his plumping dick as it usually did. It was test of pure will to just sit there and watch as they tumbled around in the dryer.
Black T-Shirt
It still was taped up from when I started at Uni a year and half ago so I guessed it was just some stuff from home that the parents had shipped out to me. Ripping the yellowed tape off I opened it up to see it was just a bunch of old text books from my high school years in college, I never did need any of them so I tipped the lot onto the rubbish pile.
Me and Luke Masturbate Together
It happened on a Saturday, we were sitting around my room (which is upstairs), I remember I could hear my sister mowing the lawn outside, I was sitting on the floor leaning on my bed and reading a magazine and Luke was sitting at the computer. From where I was sitting I couldn't see his face but I could clearly see under the desk where my computer was. I thought he was looking up info on university open days but I glanced up and straight off saw this huge fuckin' bulge in his trousers, it wasn't just that bump you get in the crotch when you sit down sometimes, it was a full on boner.
Gotta Jack Off
Craig and me have shared a dorm room for over a year now. At first we both thought it wasn't going to work seeing as he was sports orientated and I wasn't. I can watch a game of football and follow it but I only go to support the college team and I like that feeling you get when everyone in the stands is all yelling about the same thing.
Desert Jerk Off
This time of the morning was the part of a day in the desert I liked. The air was still kinda gray and cool and I knew in two hours it'd be fucking unbearable and the four of us would be crammed up in that car. The trials had gone well - real well - the coach was in one of his happy moods and so he and his wife sat up there in the front seat and didn't shut up once. It was driving Luke crazy as he was real pissed since yesterday, he didn't say barely a word in the room last night.
Life At Sea Masturbation and Voyeurism
He was feigning sleep when I peered into his bunk, and I woke him up as if nothing had happened. I had never seen another person masturbate in reality, and though I am a atraight person sexually, the sexual energy of that moment had an arousing effect on me, and I masturbated later that night imagining that scene, and also fantasizing about a circle jerk in which my friends and I all jacked off to dirty movies together. I like the idea of group masturbation because it diminishes the one drawback to this otherwise wonderful sport--it is a solitary activity and prone to loneliness.
Fulfillment Delayed
Being a fairly well-read youngster, I understood the function of boot camp, and so what seemed to others to be the random cruelties and caprices of the drill instructors were just the finely-honed methods, developed and polished since the days of the Roman Legions, used by any military outfit to turn undisciplined youth into soldiers, sailors and airmen. But though I knew early on how to play the game of Basic Training, a diabolically busy schedule and a brilliantly-conceived lack of privacy left me too drained and fatigued to think about sex. I never put any stock in the frequent and cherished rumor that saltpter was placed in our food to curb our youthful libidos, for there was clearly no need: we were too damned tired to be horny.
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