Jacking-Off Log
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tortoise
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Home from a whirlwind vacation. Twenty four hour home-stretch drive. Showered, then collapsed in bed for an exhausted but fucking explosive jack. Saw stars.
Passed out after, coated with seed.
I just came here to briefly log this jack, but then I read the following.
*throbbing growl*
Incoming.
Passed out after, coated with seed.
I just came here to briefly log this jack, but then I read the following.
VermilionSkye said:
*throbbing growl*
Incoming.
Saint Peter
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tortoise said:
Damn, tortoise, take it easy on the poor dude.
tortoise
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Five. In less than 24 hours. And still consumed.
I was caught blatantly staring at a beautiful mouth today. Full, voluptuous lips, with a sculptural curve to them. I just smiled when she caught me. Pointless to act innocent. "Yes, I am imagining your lips wrapped around my cock. Is that a problem?" Somehow it seems less crass than staring at tits or ass, even though the daydream accompaniment is far more intimate.
I was caught blatantly staring at a beautiful mouth today. Full, voluptuous lips, with a sculptural curve to them. I just smiled when she caught me. Pointless to act innocent. "Yes, I am imagining your lips wrapped around my cock. Is that a problem?" Somehow it seems less crass than staring at tits or ass, even though the daydream accompaniment is far more intimate.
I have been insatiable lately. Is it the heat? The season? The company?
I can remember a time when I would hold off taking my release because of religious convictions, convinced that if I didn't touch myself, I would somehow be touched by God. What a crock of bull that was. In the end I learned that knowing myself is the closest I've come to rapture (and I'm not talking "knowing" in the physical sense, not completely). By knowing just what arouses me, be it the subtle nuance of warm breath on the back of my neck, or the vision of a well turned thigh on a man cycling or hiking by, or even just the sensation of being in the presence of undeniable masculinity, I've become more confident in my sexuality, a discovery I wouldn't have made had I remained so piously untouchable.
Insatiable. It's a good thing. Right?
I can remember a time when I would hold off taking my release because of religious convictions, convinced that if I didn't touch myself, I would somehow be touched by God. What a crock of bull that was. In the end I learned that knowing myself is the closest I've come to rapture (and I'm not talking "knowing" in the physical sense, not completely). By knowing just what arouses me, be it the subtle nuance of warm breath on the back of my neck, or the vision of a well turned thigh on a man cycling or hiking by, or even just the sensation of being in the presence of undeniable masculinity, I've become more confident in my sexuality, a discovery I wouldn't have made had I remained so piously untouchable.
Insatiable. It's a good thing. Right?
kamuikamui
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Bitchin!
SheRemembers
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*shivery*
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MechaBlade
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This girl I've liked for a while just started flirting with me.
Beat off to how I imagine it will eventually go down.
Beat off to how I imagine it will eventually go down.
tortoise
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Insatiable. Yeah.
Can barely walk in public, lately. My cock keeps making its presence known to me, which exponentially increases the danger that it will make its presence known to the world at large. The solid heft of it. The friction of the raised crown against the weave of my boxer briefs. Once it calls attention to itself, it's a slippery slope to tumescence.
The fact that it is sundress season complicates matters. Bare shoulders, necks, backs. Fuck. The feast is visual, but also olfactory. The smell of sunwarmed feminine skin is intoxicating and indescribable. At times I feel like Jean-Baptiste Grenouille in Süskind's Perfume. Or "Multiple Miggs" in Silence of the Lambs: "I can smell your cunt."
Except, you know, not all murdery and stuff.
Just fucking insatiable.
Can barely walk in public, lately. My cock keeps making its presence known to me, which exponentially increases the danger that it will make its presence known to the world at large. The solid heft of it. The friction of the raised crown against the weave of my boxer briefs. Once it calls attention to itself, it's a slippery slope to tumescence.
The fact that it is sundress season complicates matters. Bare shoulders, necks, backs. Fuck. The feast is visual, but also olfactory. The smell of sunwarmed feminine skin is intoxicating and indescribable. At times I feel like Jean-Baptiste Grenouille in Süskind's Perfume. Or "Multiple Miggs" in Silence of the Lambs: "I can smell your cunt."
Except, you know, not all murdery and stuff.
Just fucking insatiable.
Just yesterday...do to a power failure, the kids were unexpectedly gone to their dads as a result (insert a whining "I'm hot" in the barely 71 degree house). Oh well, I took full advantage of it. ;-)
In our bedroom on the bed with my laptop. Reading a lit type story. Something about kissing cousins or uncles and nieces or something like that.
Tried out one of my wife's butt plugs. Oh My God, what an intense orgasm. I did something I rarely do. I shot it all over my chest. It seemed like a lot. I could feel my heartbeat against the plug. And the way my sphincter clenched....WOWSA, It was truly awesome.
Then I cleaned up and my wife came home and we had sex also. I chose not to tell her about it. For some reason she doesn't like it when I have a bit of solo sex. Maybe she feels left out or something, I don't know....hmmm. Not to mention the plug. She likes using it on me, but somehow I think she wouldn't like me using it by myself.
Oh well, I had a good time.
Texan065
In our bedroom on the bed with my laptop. Reading a lit type story. Something about kissing cousins or uncles and nieces or something like that.
Tried out one of my wife's butt plugs. Oh My God, what an intense orgasm. I did something I rarely do. I shot it all over my chest. It seemed like a lot. I could feel my heartbeat against the plug. And the way my sphincter clenched....WOWSA, It was truly awesome.
Then I cleaned up and my wife came home and we had sex also. I chose not to tell her about it. For some reason she doesn't like it when I have a bit of solo sex. Maybe she feels left out or something, I don't know....hmmm. Not to mention the plug. She likes using it on me, but somehow I think she wouldn't like me using it by myself.
Oh well, I had a good time.
Texan065
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*picturing the boxer briefs*
*shiver*
*shiver*
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