The floor
Do you ever purposely seek out new places to unload? Marking your territory, so to speak?
Not really. I don’t seek new places to masturbate.
I really do think in some cases it has to do with insecurities.
Yes, porn has always been a first exposure of some kind, but the explosion of internet porn and the overwhelming access to so much of it I think has really fucked with people’s minds differentiating reality from fantasy.
Explain?
A few months ago. It's a store that fetishizes the 90s, so I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised.
I never believe the guys who brag about their 10 inch dicks.
Every office I have ever worked in has been marked.
It's all in how you measure itI never believe the guys who brag about their 10 inch dicks.
It’s interesting the average penis size is about five inches, yet here on Lit the average is something like 8.5 to 9. There’s a lot of rounding up going on here.
You mean with an imaginary ruler for an imaginary dick?It's all in how you measure it
It’s just such a detached activity to watch it instead of participate in it first.
I want to live there! 90s nostalgia is my jam
What confuses me is when a man introduces himself including his fake dick size. I don’t care about size. I want to know how many strokes you can make before blowing your load. 7-Pump Chumps need not apply.I never believe the guys who brag about their 10 inch dicks.
It’s interesting the average penis size is about five inches, yet here on Lit the average is something like 8.5 to 9. There’s a lot of rounding up going on here.
One of my past favorites would send me videos of him cumming in a bathroom stall at work every day.
Maybe a good chunk of the population is misinformed on how to measure. Most go base of the cock to tip but others start at the bottom of the scrotum?It's all in how you measure it
I don’t have to use the bathroom… I am lucky that way. I have a comfy chair and a nice big desk.
Wow! I’m speechless.
So all those 10 inchers have testidicks!
Ages ago I was with a young fellow who I had rendered helpless by tying his wrists and ankles to the bedposts.. After a few minutes of teasing with a vibrating toy, he let loose with a pearlescent arc of jism that landed right on his face and partly in his mouth. He was spitting and sputtering while I laughed hysterically.
His office space is a cubicle in an open area. No door to lock or privacy. He showed me a vid once and it was a cool building with an Industrial Chic look to it.
What happens if someone steps in on you? Are you able to quickly conceal and act normal?
That was my reaction to a favorite hitting himself in the eye. He’s British and it somehow made it even funnier.
No one steps in on me the door is locked.
Always a fun suprise.
I get in a terrible mood if I’m not allowed to finish.