Jacking-Off Log

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rosco rathbone said:
Very interesting. It's always strange to realize that our Father's house has many jacking mansions. I've never had a jack anything remotely like that, emotionally or physically. Live and learn, live and learn. Well-rendered detail.

Yeah, it was a fairly new experience for me as well, which made it all the more delicious. My normal jacks are all about me heeding the demands of my (very demanding) cock. This new method is about delayed gratification and cockneed abnegation. It's not every day that one tries a new jacking technique on for size, especially one that proves to be such a rousing success. There's more than one way to skin a jack.

YMMV.

Oh, and thanks. Rendering is easy when the details are so vividly etched in my head.
 
~spent a lot of time in the bathroom at work today...everytime I ran an errand the wind blew up my skirt...just couldn't cool off today

~finally got home...it was quick, hard, loud and really sweet!
 
HTR said:
worth the hike!

DD has good coffee, though.

I don't actually eat donuts. I just go there if I want coffee before sunrise sometimes.

I jayed for a long time this morning and Oed. I'm thinking about Pablo Picasso, vitality, goats, Mediterranean hillsides and sun, "the wine dark sea".
 
Update Since I Haven't Posted Here In A While

Haven't posted here for a while. But hey, it's always good to drop by every now and then and catch up.

No donuts for me this morning. Not even the past couple weeks. I'll have one every now and then, but they just don't excite me.

Let's see. Last jack? Last night. A rather utilitarian one while I was getting ready to drift off to sleep. Thoughts of being watched, and a cute little thing that caught my eye in the grocery store earlier that day.

Best recent jack? In the back seat of my car while being encouraged by a new friend who wanted to watch. Very hot.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I don't actually eat donuts. I just go there if I want coffee before sunrise sometimes.

I jayed for a long time this morning and Oed. I'm thinking about Pablo Picasso, vitality, goats, Mediterranean hillsides and sun, "the wine dark sea".
The wine dark sea and the rosey-fingered dawn - I wonder if I could ever have such a literary jack? Once I write this, it occurs to me that both Odysseus and Hector have been vividly a part of my passionate imagination, though I never jacked over them. I think Odysseus is the one I'm searching for.

I went to bed last night feeling sweetly stimulated, after a generally arousing evening. I was too sleepy, though, to do it myself. I would have loved to cum, but I wanted someone else's touch. So I let myself drift off in that state, and I woke this morning feeling sensual and alive. So maybe I will wait. It motivates me to find touch elsewhere.

Maybe I have to be faithful, like penelope, and wait for him. Nah. I'm not getting any younger.
 
A quickie after lots of mental stimulation. Used a vibe with an attachment, avoided my clit and let it build from within, which slowed me down just a little, but it wasn't more then a 4 out of 10. I've had better wanks then this lately. That vibrator will have to be off limits again for a few days. I put it in the drawer, but it calls to me.
 
Olivia_Yearns said:
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or at least I thought I was. Aborted mission. Maybe if I think about hester getting some on her vacation.
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Yeah. that worked. Turned into my imagination of hester and two very sexually motivated young men - best friends - spending the day hanging out in a hotel room Some images borrowed from Y tu mamá también. Good one.
ha!

love the y tu mama tambien images. that was a hot flick. i'll have to appropriate this fantasy....
 
pre bed jack last night but none this morning. had an urgent awakening, so no time. last night i was going for slow and powerful but heard someone on the steps and was determined to pop before the foot padding met the door. had one mediocre just-in-time O.

been itchy all day. had a bloody afternoon and dinner with drunken church ladies; no time for a furtive onanistic escape. i'll probably jack in a few before crashing for the night.
 
Hester said:
i believe i found my vacation penis today! maybe i will be able to lay off the jacking for a while...

Where did you find it, if I may ask? Do they have vacation vaginas available there, too? I'm going to be needing one or two before long, I think.
 
Hamletmaschine said:
Where did you find it, if I may ask? Do they have vacation vaginas available there, too? I'm going to be needing one or two before long, I think.

i have a special net, something like a fishing net, with which i go trolling. i have to throw back a lot of dead fish but eventually find a keeper.

vacation vagina is available here if you know where to look. a good hunting guide and the right camo make all the difference.
 
Hester said:
i have a special net, something like a fishing net, with which i go trolling. i have to throw back a lot of dead fish but eventually find a keeper.

vacation vagina is available here if you know where to look. a good hunting guide and the right camo make all the difference.

Maybe that's my problem--lookin' for vacation vagina in all the wrong places ... lookin' for vacation vagina in too many faces ... etc.

I'd feel silly wearing camo and hiring a guide, though.
 
I'ev jayed 2x since last logging. This morning I did one to get me out of bed. It started off kind of generically, then when I imagined slapping a sullen face in anger it took off with a bang and I had to hop up and run to spill the seed in its proper place before I got it all over my bedclothes.
 
Hester said:
for me the choice between silly or sex is an easy one

Being silly is no problem--I can do that at the drop of a hat. But feeling silly is another matter. I don't even feel like jerking off if I'm feeling silly. Fortunately, that doesn't often happen.
 
Hester said:
vacation vagina is available here if you know where to look. a good hunting guide and the right camo make all the difference.

What sort of ammo would you recommend?
 
Morning jay-off.
Fast, forced cleaning sex.
On my hands and knees cleaning your bathroom tile, small brush in hand to clean every grout line.
The smell of Fabuloso floor cleaner burning my nose.
You walk up and watch quietly from the doorway in pleased disgust knowing you get what you want.
Pushed down , my face crushed on the foundation of the toilet, bucket of water knocked over and spilling, cleanser on my face, and taken hard. A minute or two of slap fuck.
Knees hurt, face hurt, warm inside.
 
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