Jacking-Off Log

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Last nights rub out....

The day started off normal enough for me, woke up, hung out around the house, drank coffee and chilled with a few people around the PG. What I didn't expect for the rest of the day was to have as much fun as I did, and it even started before getting into the shower.

Today was a trin, shave and shower day (not that I don't shower or shave on a regular basis, but still) All three needed to be done and needed to be done in a hurry because i would have been late for work other wise. I went upstairs, plopped on the bed and started the trimming process. And for anyone who has known me for a bit might have seen, i'm a bit a neat freak and like my balls and cock shaved clean, and neatly trimmed everywhere else. Through-out the entire ordeal i would get harder and harder, just with playing with my cock, thinking of nothing in paticular other then just getting the job done.

The longer i took to shave, the obvious harder I got. The veins began to bulge from the sides, it grew in thickness, length and pre-cum began to seap from the tip...It was all i could do not to just rub one out right then and there, but I just wasn't ready to, not yet my day wasn't complete just yet. Shaving completed, trimming down below done..I went about the rest of my day getting ready, taking a long hot shower, the kind of shower that just cleans and burns all at the same time....damn it was a hot shower...but still not cumming, not yet i still haven't had my thrill.

I guess you could say i'm a glutant for punishment, but for some reason i love the way my balls and cock feel after a fresh shaving. Smooth up the entire length of the shaft save for the skin that encloses my cock when limp and the thick veins that bulge from the sides when fully hard. Regardless, I just love the way it feels, the way my balls feel, the softness of them, just the way they feel in my hand....Hell don't get me wrong i love my cock and balls and any guy would be foolish not to admit the same about thier own....anywhoooo

The entire dirve to work, I had one person on my mind. The one person that i'm getting close to, the one that i've spent countless hours talking to getting to know, enjoying the company off and down right not wanting to go about another day without at least some contact. And that, excited me even more. At first it was on top of a pair of khaki pants, that on the inside are so smooth that at least some pont during the day i walk around with a hard on and can't help it. But then it got to something more, the zipper was pulled down, the shaft and balls were pulled out and the serious slow stroking began all the while thinking of her, thinking of the things she does to me, the things i do to her and just how fucking wild we seem to drive each other without even trying, or sometimes trying.

so the day went by, we talked some more we teased even more and i'll be damn if things were said that just blew my fucking mind and I knew at that point i was not going to be able to make it all the way home without stopping and well that's exactly what happened. I got out of work and into the truck and immediatly started, outside the pants as i drove up the rode in a similar fashion as i did on the way to work making sure that i was good and hard before even thinking about pulling it out and giving my cock the desperate attention it needed....and god damn if it didn't need it.

I pulled over on the side of the road, actually it was more of a park and ride. Reclined the seat and proceded to upbuckle the belt, unbutton the pants and pull them down just a little bit as not to make to much of a mess as I knew from the days teasing was going to cause. I reached over grabbed a couple napkins to clean up the mess that was going to be soon to arrive.

I grabbed my shaft and grabbed it hard at the base of the cock and started with short little strokes, the kind that didn't go all the way up the length, but about half-way just enough to get the blood really boiling down there. I loosened the grip, raised my hand on the shaft and encircled the top of it with my hand, thumb resting against the tip just to be able to swirl the pre-cumm that had been flowing for most of the night and on the way home...My strokes got hard they got fast, I could feel the skin moving around the swollen red head. My fingers gripped tighter, the veins were moving with each stroke and i could feel my sac getting incredably tight which for me is an indicator that i'm ready to explode. So with my hand stroking my smooth shaft, my other playing my balls i could feel the explosion ready to happen....

And explode it did...That burning feeling you get inside the cock as you feel it ready to explode i held it in just a little bit then let go of my load and it feel neatly down around my lower stomach, most of it anyway. with the other part of it dripping harmlessly from my fingers as i kept stroking away to another mini orgasm filled with even more sticky white cum, and all i could think about was you going down and taking your tongue and running it the entire length of my shaft cleaning it with your lips, then moving to suck the remaining cum from my stomach....


-growls- it was hard, it was intense...it was a great j/o session...I would have posted this in the j/o log but i'll be damned if i could find it....But now i found it so i'm posting it here as well.

~ES...

Ps that was for you ;)
 
Hamletmaschine said:
I jacked to this very same scenario last night.

Except that, well, I was the one with the cock.
this is a good thing.

tortoise said:
Absolutely fucking beautiful, A.

Damn.
i'll probably share more of this story as the pieces reassemble in my mind. i really need to relive this for a while.

luxey313 said:
god you are lucky AND so hot
I perv your brain
most days i feel like the luckiest woman on the planet for many reasons. i don't, however, always feel hot :eek:

Andraste said:
i was thinking...like...50s.
no shit? that's great! what made you change your mind?
 
Hester said:
i'll probably share more of this story as the pieces reassemble in my mind. i really need to relive this for a while.

If this tidbit is any indication of the rest of the story, my anticipation is boundless.

Mostly, though, I'm loving that you're loving it. Reliving it. Savoring it.

Yeah. Hot.
 
tortoise said:
If this tidbit is any indication of the rest of the story, my anticipation is boundless.

Mostly, though, I'm loving that you're loving it. Reliving it. Savoring it.

Yeah. Hot.

The small glimpses dropped here and there are nice. Not to much... Slowly teasing out the story...

*waits for next installment*
 
ma_guy said:
The small glimpses dropped here and there are nice. Not to much... Slowly teasing out the story...

*waits for next installment*

Aye. I'm fond of tantalizing glimpses.
 
i've been face fucked before. sometimes well, sometimes, meh. but i truly never had anyone use my mouth like a cunt before this guy. it wasn't just in-and-out stuff like everyone else. it there was technique--for reasons i don't want to discuss, he wasn't able to fuck my cunt at that time, and he truly was making love to me the only way he could. there was anger and intensity and built-up urgency, and overwhelming affection. thinking about it sends me up the wall.

he needs to give lessons.
 
VermilionSkye said:
Damn, this is an incredibly inspirational thread.

mmmhmmm

You've said a mouthful.

There are times when I'm awestruck by the people in this thread, and their passion.

Seriously.
 
tortoise said:
You've said a mouthful.

There are times when I'm awestruck by the people in this thread, and their passion.

Seriously.
passion, lust, cravings, mouth watering, pussy whetting (and wetting) visuals!
 
Hester said:
i think this needs to be subtitled "the juxtaposition thread"

Hah!

I love it.

This thread crackles with sexual energy. Smells like sex in a thunderstorm.

Oh. That reminds me...
 
Hester said:
i've been face fucked before. sometimes well, sometimes, meh. but i truly never had anyone use my mouth like a cunt before this guy. it wasn't just in-and-out stuff like everyone else. it there was technique--for reasons i don't want to discuss, he wasn't able to fuck my cunt at that time, and he truly was making love to me the only way he could. there was anger and intensity and built-up urgency, and overwhelming affection. thinking about it sends me up the wall.

he needs to give lessons.

:confused:

You were playing Twister?
 
Hester said:
most days i feel like the luckiest woman on the planet for many reasons. i don't, however, always feel hot :eek:
well... just know there are people out there who think you are
 
i'm still tingling, my clit still throbbing.

filthy thoughts placed in my mind.

laying on the floor, rubbing my clit to descriptions of being bound, gagged, forcibly fucked, face slapped, pinned down, used, taunted...our special game.

i need bruising.
 
I O'd twice today thinking about male supreamacy. Well, not really "thinking" about it, but experiencing the related feelings in my autonomic nervous system.
 
I spent some time earlier on my knees touching myself, imagining the following. Gagged and blindfolded on my knees, the gag only removed to be replaced with a cock for me to worship and take as deep as I could. My captor reminding me what a slut I am, as he slaps my face with his cock and continues to force it into into my throat.

I touched my self until I my knees buckled and then I put my fingers inside myself and felt my orgasm contractions.

It was very nice.
 
Ahh!

Just finished and I'm feeling good. Had the house to myself and decided to rub one out and it did feel so good.
 
Earl said:
Just finished and I'm feeling good. Had the house to myself and decided to rub one out and it did feel so good.

Such quotidien jacks are the bread and butter of the jol, or to mix a metaphor, the foundation stones and mortar out of which this house of masturbation is constructed,
 
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