When Men Masturbate...

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Do they fantasize like us females?

Hmmm... I don't know how women fantasize.

Do I fantasize?

There's 20+ stories on the net half of which are STROKE... yes.

How do I fantasize... mostly in story format. One sword/sorcery fantasy that has been ongoing since I called 'masturbation', THE ITCH, because I didn't know what it was.

Sometimes a 'new' story pops in and I fantasize the sex before I write it... for instance the present fantasy involves one of those 'My Reward' stories about enslaving a succubus.

Then there's the adult Harry Potter where sex is what builds up someone's magical store.

The one about a particularly HOT co-worker.

I could go on and on... and on.

Do you all have like mini pornos playing over and over in your head, or is there an actual specific story line/scenario? Does it change often?

No pornos... if I wanted porno, I pop in a tape and get off.

Storyline for the ongoing fantasy has not changed... new stories come and go unless they make it on paper.

Uh... did I mention the one about a guitar player whose music is a form of mind control--- that's a GOOOOOOOD one.

Hmmm... sometimes the storylines are 'situations with females' that broke MY way instead of the way they actually did.

Do the females have faces? Are they someone you know? Someone famous?
Someone you love? The sister or best friend of someone you love?

NEVER... EVER... EVER someone I'm emotionally into... that's how I know to stay away from a woman, I can't picture her in a black with a ducky... Uh... nevermind.

Famous... if she's hot.

Faces... yes, usually someone out of a picture but the personality is something I create; females need personality or else I can't stick them in a story.

Is there an intense attachment, or is it just a 'wham, bam, thanks for the wack off session, Ma'am' type situation?

Build up... it's a story for me... the getting off is 'wham, bam, get out of bed...' but the situation is important because it's a story.

If I want 'wham...bam...splurge', I put on a video.

After it's over, do you delete the character from your head and create a new one for the next time to prevent redundancy/boredom?

Do you know how much effort it takes to build a belieavable female persona who argues with you about what she will and will NOT do in your story?

The females get recycled... a touch-up here, a little less manipulative there... and wala... new girl.

Sincerely,
ElSol

 

[4degrees]

I really appreciate the detailed response!

Your last sentence shocked me. I always assumed men were the ones who didn't fantasize much. They are more stimulated by what they see in front of them, and less inside their heads than us. I thought that was why so many prefer porn to erotica; it's less complicated and more immediate.

i dunno. i think i could unload just as hard if i were blind. visual is good, but not necessary. and i'm glad you used the word 'assumed', there, to clarify that this is not a fact.

i get very clear mental pictures. believe me, and so does my sexy man.

 

[Dar~]

not a man, but I have to fantasizer when I masterbate. I can't get off otherwise.
Usually I fantasize about two women. SOmetimes about me being a man and how I think it would feel to be givien a blow job. I always picture penetration, its what gets me over the edge.

 

[TheEarl]

I fantasize. My fantasies always have a storyline, whether it be simple or prolonged. The reason why not all of these fantasies make it onto Lit is that not all of these fantasies make sense in a storyline way - some of them follow dream logic and can switch very rapidly from one thing to another.

My stories have to change often, otherwise I get bored and I don't get off from them as well as I used to. My current favourite is one that will almost certainly end up as my Lit Halloween contest entry (should I ever get around to writing it), but I may leave that one alone soon so that it doesn't get stale by the time it comes to write it.

The females do have faces in a manner of speaking, but I do find it very difficult to imagine things. This may sound strange for an author, but bear with me. I find it very difficult to call up a mental picture of most things and almost impossible to call up a mental picture of a person. Ask me to picture my mother or my best friend and I'd struggle. However, I can imagine them - I know what they feel, smell and sound like and I can conjure up their presence. Just not their faces.

The protagonist in my fantasies varies depending on storyline and who I've got a crush on that week. My friends, famous people, any and all are up for consideration on my mental casting couch, including characters who I've just made up. However, when I have a deep crush on someone in RL, I tend to specialise and focus just on them.

The Earl

 

[Remec]

... do they fantasize like us females? If so, what kinds of fantasies specifically?

Do you all have like mini pornos playing over and over in your head, or is there an actual specific story line/scenario? Does it change often?

Do the females have faces? Are they someone you know? Someone famous?
Someone you love? The sister or best friend of someone you love?

Is there an intense attachment, or is it just a 'wham, bam, thanks for the wack off session, Ma'am' type situation?

After it's over, do you delete the character from your head and create a new one for the next time to prevent redundancy/boredom?

It sort of depends.

Sometimes, it might be memories of past encounters. While, at other times, it may be the thought and images of encounters that might have been if I'd done or said something just a little differently--or if fate had been kinder, such as slow dancing with a young woman whom I think might have been interested in more, but was currently seeing one of my fraternity brothers.

At other times, I might pull out something to kick start things--a pictorial in a magazine, an actual porno tape, or simply a bit of dirty writing from here or other places I've been known to visit.

And, occaisionally, the interaction that comes from bantering back and forth with someone in a chatroom or via Messenger in realtime.

 

[cheerful_deviant]

[THREADJACK]

DAYUM! THAT'S a lovely AV.

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Carry on.

I'm rather fond of it as well!

Good to be a duck.

 

[Guest]

Any of you got any pics?

*letch*

*leer*

There ain't much sexier a sight than a man wanking!

*ahem*

Anyway...

Yes, loving this thread. Please, don't stop. Please. Stop. No, don't stop. No. YES! NO!

*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*

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P.S. Helene, fuck me girl, that AV is DELICIOUS! You beautiful being.

 

[Liar]

There are fantasies. Little mini stories and situations. And there are characters. But not specific characters as much as specific characteristics that I fancy.

 

[Remec]

I fantasize constantly. I can't help it. My mind just works that way. I have no doubt that some of the women in my daily life would be shocked (hopefully happily so) to know the thoughts I have had about them. And I do dare hope that I could shock, or at least surprise, some of the women here as well.

<nod>
There was a singer the Program Board at my college brought in a few times who has a song about that very sort of thing. "I Fall in Love Everyday" has got to be the most spot-on summation of how I sometimes view the world and the people (esp the women) in it. hehehe

 

[impressive]

I love to watch a man with his cock in his hand ... especially if the other hand is on (or in) ME.

I can't stand it when a lover is afraid to touch his/herself during sex. A guy told me once that he thought his partner would be offended if he stroked himself -- as if he was telling her she needed help to get him off. *sigh*

 

[Remec]

I can't stand it when a lover is afraid to touch his/herself during sex. A guy told me once that he thought his partner would be offended if he stroked himself -- as if he was telling her she needed help to get him off. *sigh*

I had a woman tell me that very thing once, so I've been a bit apprehensive myself. Not just about stroking around her, but trying to limit doing it at all when I think she might be likely to come by. I figured the less she thought I was masturbating, the less friction the subject would carry with it.

 

[Guest]

I love to watch a man with his cock in his hand ... especially if the other hand is on (or in) ME.

I can't stand it when a lover is afraid to touch his/herself during sex. A guy told me once that he thought his partner would be offended if he stroked himself -- as if he was telling her she needed help to get him off. *sigh*

Yep, 'tis a shame, but it seems a lot of people think that way. Whereas, in fact, I think it's the exact opposite! He's (or she) is there, with you, looking at you, doing things with you, and he just HAS to touch himself. He can't keep his hands off his dick. Yep, that's sexy!!! I must do more in my quest for sexual openness.

 

[Guest]

I love to watch a man with his cock in his hand ... especially if the other hand is on (or in) ME.

I can't stand it when a lover is afraid to touch his/herself during sex. A guy told me once that he thought his partner would be offended if he stroked himself -- as if he was telling her she needed help to get him off. *sigh*

Silly man.

It is such a turn on to watch a big, hard guy stroking his big hard cock - power vs power, so to speak.

Intense concentration, first on me, watching me watch him. And then more focusing inward, more serious attention to matters, muscles tensing, his manner and whole being becoming rigid.

And then that bit of losing control, groans (or growls) - then shuddering pleasures, face and muscles relaxing, breathing hard. (And that serious jolt my man says runs through his spine after - shivering good).

OK - now I don't want to go to work this morning. I'd like to stay home and play.

 

[rikaaim]

I really appreciate the detailed response!

Your last sentence shocked me. I always assumed men were the ones who didn't fantasize much. They are more stimulated by what they see in front of them, and less inside their heads than us. I thought that was why so many prefer porn to erotica; it's less complicated and more immediate.

For me sexual gratification is all mental. I get off more mentally than I do physically. Instant gratification through immediate physical stimulation can't even begin to hold a candle to the swimming thoughts and overwhelming completeness of a vivid masturbation fantasy.

When I do fantasize I really get into it. I get so wrapped up that I forget about everything else around me entirely and am in the fantasy. I feel that special someone rubbing up against my leg. I feel that first virgin penetration. I feel all of that, mentally. It's not the same physical feeling that my cock feels, I dare say it's far superior because it lingers and builds and just raptures me.

I can't begin to describe the teasingly slow buildup that leads to a body quaking orgasm. I know it sounds a bit trite, but when I have an outstanding masturbation and fantasy session, it's almost as good as sex. Almost.

 

[cloudy]

Silly man.

It is such a turn on to watch a big, hard guy stroking his big hard cock - power vs power, so to speak.

Intense concentration, first on me, watching me watch him. And then more focusing inward, more serious attention to matters, muscles tensing, his manner and whole being becoming rigid.

And then that bit of losing control, groans (or growls) - then shuddering pleasures, face and muscles relaxing, breathing hard. (And that serious jolt my man says runs through his spine after - shivering good).

OK - now I don't want to go to work this morning. I'd like to stay home and play.

What you said.

Damn, that's sexy as hell!

 

[rikaaim]

not a man, but I have to fantasizer when I masterbate. I can't get off otherwise.
Usually I fantasize about two women. SOmetimes about me being a man and how I think it would feel to be givien a blow job. I always picture penetration, its what gets me over the edge.

Yes. Thank you Dar. That reminds me, which I feel dumb for even forgetting now, is that one of my most reacurring fantasies is that I'm actually a female.

I tend to have that one a lot. That's what gives me the most satisfaction. I'll envision myself with very firm, slighly above average, breats and a man just having his way with me. That's usually when the toys come into play.

When I have these fantasies though I like to imagine myself as a nubile thirteen year old who's just now realizing her sexuality. Usually that one goes something like:

I start off waking to find that my panties are completely drenched and I don't know why. Then I feel this subtle tingle between my legs. Knowing, but not admiting, that I want to explore, I stretch my arms and legs slightly trying to wake up. As my hands move around they rub up against my hardend nipples through my tiny, white nightshirt. Rubbing them begins to release my juices even more and I start to break down my resistance to touch, to explore. Slowing my stretching turns to squeming and I being to rub my bare tummy. Feeling my soft hands on my skin gets me even more arroused and I slip them up underneath my shirt where I embrace my wanting breasts for the first time. With an elated smile on my face I give in utterly to desire.

I'll leave the rest for your imagination because from there it's usually up to my imagination.

There is no way in the world mere porn could compare to that fantasy.

For me my repeat fantasies are often a happy memory, but usually that's when I just want to get off real quick.

When I want to have fun and really play, I always get off the most thinking about that breaking point. That point where resisting the urge to embrace sexuality completely goes away and desire takes over. That brief moment of free falling, raptured, unrelenting, lust. That moment where all innocence meshes into sexualy, animalistic, passion.

That's what gets me off.

 

[Guest]

What you said.

Damn, that's sexy as hell!

Thank you, sweetie.

(Ya wanna go find some men and watch 'em?)

 

[rikaaim]

Thank you, sweetie.

(Ya wanna go find some men and watch 'em?)

You sure got me going.

Sadly I have to take a shower and get ready for work. If you were capable I'd say you'd be more than willing to cum and watch me.

 

[Guest]

Leflifferumfflameripleble armmalemmibroople eeplemibindle Gleef!

Damn that AV! I'm gonna have trouble talking straight all day. But I have wank material for the next week!

 

[Guest]

You sure got me going.

Sadly I have to take a shower and get ready for work. If you were capable I'd say you'd be more than willing to cum and watch me.

 

[The_Darkness]

Any of you got any pics?

*letch*

*leer*

There ain't much sexier a sight than a man wanking!

*ahem*

Anyway...

Yes, loving this thread. Please, don't stop. Please. Stop. No, don't stop. No. YES! NO!

*beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*

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P.S. Helene, fuck me girl, that AV is DELICIOUS! You beautiful being.

Good to know I'd be appreciated 2 to 5 times a day, provided I had an audience.

 

[cloudy]

Thank you, sweetie.

(Ya wanna go find some men and watch 'em?)

sounds like a winner to me.

 

[cantdog]

Ass man? Moi?
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[The_Darkness]

Cloudy! Pick me, pick me!

Cantdog. Damn man! If i could wake up next to that everymorning, I'd have to wake up earlier to appreciate it. Over and over again.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

The funniest is when you're 13 or 14, and the sight of a bra in a clothes dryer is all it takes.

I remember masturbating to pictures of women's cosmetics, shoes, underwear, all sorts of comic books (Ditch that bitch Veronica, Archie! Betty's ready and willing! What the hell's wrong with you?), catalogs, popping a hardon in eighth grade looking at the bra strap of the girl who sat in front of me. (Nothing about her tits, just the sight of that strap through her blouse.)

You get older, you get more sophisticated. You tell yourself stories, set up situations, but at the crucial moment, for me, it's always an image: her face usually, sometimes her nails clawing the sheets.

Everything's erotic.