Jacking-Off Log
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bronzeage
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There is not usually any privacy in a locker room, but sometimes, early in the morning on a slow day, the place is empty except for me. I'm sitting on the bench, trying to get the energy to pull my shoes off after a good hard work out. I'm buzzing on a lifter's high and every muscle from my waist to my neck is throbbing. It makes me want to go back out and do it all over again, even though I know, I probably couldn't get ten pounds over my head.
The shower is hot and my mind is drifting as I lather up from ankles to neck. My hand passes over balls and hanging cock, working suds into the hair. It feels good, better than I expected. The endorphins pouring into my blood make everything feel better. I look around. I am alone and the door makes a sound like thunder, so I don't expect to be surprised. A few more squeezes and my cock swells in my soapy fist. This is going to be the cleanest cock in town when I am finished. The spray is on my back and I have plenty of soap.
The images come floating into my mind, in no particular order. A full, soft, round ass under my hand as she stretches over my lap and moans at the touch of my finger tips sliding over her asshole. She slips onto the floor kneeling before me, her eyes locked on mine and her lips just grazing the head of my cock.
"I thought about sucking your cock, while I waited for you," she says. "I couldn't wait any longer. I had to play with myself. I put my vibrator in my bottom and thought about sucking you."
"Show me what you did," I say. She has the vibrator in her hand and rises on her knees to press it into her pussy and pull it out coated in cream. She puts the base on the floor between her calves and settles down with the tip against her ass. She waits for me to nod and slowly sinks down, driving the vibrator inside her. Her eyes glaze over and her tongue curls over her bottom lip. She leans forward and slides her wet lips down my cock. She steadies herself with her hands on my thighs, but one hand drops between her legs and she rocks forward and back, the vibrator slipping from her ass as she swallows my cock. I feel the moans in her throat close around me as my balls draw up tight and I find my chest pressed against the cold tile wall, barely giving my fist room to pull the last few pulses from my cock.
The shower is hot and my mind is drifting as I lather up from ankles to neck. My hand passes over balls and hanging cock, working suds into the hair. It feels good, better than I expected. The endorphins pouring into my blood make everything feel better. I look around. I am alone and the door makes a sound like thunder, so I don't expect to be surprised. A few more squeezes and my cock swells in my soapy fist. This is going to be the cleanest cock in town when I am finished. The spray is on my back and I have plenty of soap.
The images come floating into my mind, in no particular order. A full, soft, round ass under my hand as she stretches over my lap and moans at the touch of my finger tips sliding over her asshole. She slips onto the floor kneeling before me, her eyes locked on mine and her lips just grazing the head of my cock.
"I thought about sucking your cock, while I waited for you," she says. "I couldn't wait any longer. I had to play with myself. I put my vibrator in my bottom and thought about sucking you."
"Show me what you did," I say. She has the vibrator in her hand and rises on her knees to press it into her pussy and pull it out coated in cream. She puts the base on the floor between her calves and settles down with the tip against her ass. She waits for me to nod and slowly sinks down, driving the vibrator inside her. Her eyes glaze over and her tongue curls over her bottom lip. She leans forward and slides her wet lips down my cock. She steadies herself with her hands on my thighs, but one hand drops between her legs and she rocks forward and back, the vibrator slipping from her ass as she swallows my cock. I feel the moans in her throat close around me as my balls draw up tight and I find my chest pressed against the cold tile wall, barely giving my fist room to pull the last few pulses from my cock.
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bronzeage said:
Aaauuuggh!
pinkladyzz11
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Bronzeage,
I am going to pleasure myself to the thought that somewhere there may be an experience as good as your writing. I am prelogging a 10.
I am going to pleasure myself to the thought that somewhere there may be an experience as good as your writing. I am prelogging a 10.
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Holy fucking christ, bronzey.bronzeage said:
rosco rathbone
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Driving down 31st street, I passed a chick walking along the sidewalk. She had a kind of Tom Petty rabbit face, with a nose so stubbed that it was lifting her upper lip way up off of her huge overbite, Her teeth were linoleum gray--very unnattractive. Her hair was done up in some kind of kercheif. As we passed, I turned to look. She was kind of short and had a perfect ass. Round, tight, high and shaply. Form fitting jeans. She really gave me a zap in that part of my psychosexuality that goes for homely chicks with amazing bodies. I've got a theory that it's those kind of women who inspire most of the parking lot knife fights and deputy sheriff murder-suicides. She put a bee in my bonnet. Then when I was home, looking out the window, a spectral form passed i' the gloaming. Some random female in skintight white jeans, white boots and form-fitting white bunny jacket. Just watching her pass by gave me a bone. They don't have chicks like that in Richmond. I went to have a jay. I could not get it up. The mind is not in sync with the body. I got to get it together again.
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fights begin, fingerprints are taken, court dates are ignored - and the cycle pepeats itself. i dont mind those girls. like their body approves a line of credit for their busted face.rosco rathbone said:
nice to see you back.
rosco rathbone
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katiebarthedoor said:
When I was young, I had to be with pretty women because my image was on the line at all times. Now I understand the long standing perversity of pervy old men fucking kind of homely, slatternly, yet fertile young bitches.
rosco rathbone
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Hester said:
Hey babe.
I'm feeling tanned and fit. I've been jacking all along....my mom would launder my orags....she thought they were hankies. It's not right, I know. Stiff, they were. Handling them probably assuaged her hot flashes to some extent....
katiebarthedoor
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i guess, but it's kind of sad. their marketable trait soley their youth. when it's gone, then they turn into the lonely harpies in the gulliest taverns. willing to suck off someone in the parking lot for, fuck - i dont know. maybe to connect with someone, somehow.rosco rathbone said:
but that can be hot in those disturbing kind of ways, if i'm in the right headspace.
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Hester said:
It goes full circle. When I was a kid, I used to jack off by fucking my pillow. I'd sleep on one side and o all over the other one. By the time laundry day rolled around, the damn thing would be absolutely stiff with raw seed. She never batted an eye. Maybe thought it was drool? I dunno.
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Hester said:
I've come to realize that. I blame mom for a lot of my psychosexual knots, but I know she loves me. What can you do?
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CrackerjackHrt said:
Hey there man.
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