Friday, December 05, 2003

In flagrante delicto

Spotted this tent-pitching post from a 30-something bi married guy on ClubStroke a couple days ago, and the dude gave me permission to repost it here:

I'm not sure how often that this has happened to any of you guys, but I've been "caught" jerking off three times in the last two weeks. Here's how the first one happened. I was working out at the gym at work. It was during the middle of the afternoon. I've been trying to get in my workouts outside of the usual busy times, so I can get access to weights and machines without having to wait a long time. Sometimes working out really gets my juices flowing. Not sure if it's the exercise, watching the other hot bodies around me, or a combination of both.

This turned out to be one of those days. So, I finished my workout and headed to the locker-room, which was empty when I walked in. Which was a good thing, because i was already starting to fill out the pouch of my jock thinking about dropping a nice load. The showers are set up as tiled individual stalls, about 7-8 along a hallway. You enter at around the 3rd one. They usually have curtains over each one, but they were just finishing up maintenance, and had not put the new curtains back up.

So, I headed down towards one of the last stalls, and had to take the second from the end, because the tile was torn up in the last one. So, I start stripping down, and stop to rub my hard cock through my jock, then I slip it off, and grease up my dick. Since the locker room was empty, I figured I could take the chance with no curtains. Besides, the possibility of someone walking up was adding to the my horniness.

I'm standing there with one foot on the shower stall bench, stroking my dick, and alternately working on my balls and my ass with my other hand, completely oblivous to anything when I hear "whoa, sorry dude". Some guy who had also been working out was standing there, kinda dumbfounded. I froze for a sec, but thought to myself, "screw it - he's a guy, he jerks off, he can either join in, or take a hike." He stays for a sec, then turns and heads to the opposite end. I swear I could see him chub up a little while he was watching me.

When he left, I went back to stroking my dick, and shot a huge load. I finished showering and as I was walking out, thought I heard tha familiar "thwap, thwap" of hand on meat! I was dressed and out of there before he finished and haven't seen him since.

The funny thing was that I really didn't care that much. I've been walked in on a bunch of times...by my rugby buddy in college, by my roommate in the Navy, in the gym showers on an army base, and by my brother when I was in high school, and was always so embarassed/bummed. (except for the Army gym, which turned into a nice mutual stroking session!) Guess a few more years, and plenty of jacking has me a lot more comfortable with it.

I mentioned three times...and the other two were...after coming back from a run one afternoon, my wife was at work, and I needed to blow a load, so I flopped down on the and just started furiously stroking my dick. Next thing I saw a shadow at the window, and there's one of the landscapers going by with a leaf blower. He did a double take, then never came back. I didn't miss a beat and blew a nice load. Two days later, my wife walked in while I was beating my dick in the shower one morning, and joined me for a nice mutual session under the water.

so, share a few stories guys...been "caught" lately?

Mmmmm... it's so cool to see a guy's dick start to stiffen when he catches sight of your hard-on... like the penises are beckoning to each other.

Those're my boys!

I've been meaning to post this on the blog for about a week now, and am just now getting around to it. On the Yahoo group, a guy named George uploaded some self pics to the Photos section. Among the pics is a microphotograph of George's own spermatozoa -- which gave me a chuckle, because I used to look at my own jizz under the microscope back when I was a teenager. And gee-whillikers did it thrill me to see those little tadpoles a-thrashin' and a-squirmin'... plus, you better believe that the dare-yourself excitement of eating my own semen was amplified a million times after seeing the living sperm cells... from my testicles, that came out... through my hard penis. FUCK, but that blew my mind at age 16 or so.

Monday, December 01, 2003

Penny for your thoughts

Click for full-size original photo Well, not for your thoughts, but the thoughts of the anonymous stud to the left. Or, rather, your thoughts about what his thoughts might be. And the potential payoff is way better than a crappy old penny. Come to think of it, that was kind of a poorly chosen headline. Oh, well...

Anyhew, georgeandmatt, who created those incredible scrapbooks of vintage 'bate porn that you can find in the Files section of the Yahoo group, recently sent me a most evocative photo that he'd -- ahem -- come across on the Web. Not only is the dude just the type that drives my dick wild (man-next-door handsome, furry torso, thick penis that's so rigidly erect you can almost see it throb in the picture, slightly crazed look), but something about the shot really got me wondering: what was going through his mind as he set the timer on his digital camera to take this solo pose?

I have drawn on my Holmesian deductive powers to arrive at what I believe is an irrefutable theory, but I'm curious as to what you guys'll come up with. Here's the original photo. Take a look at it and describe, in 100-200 words, exactly what motivated this picture, and you can win your choice of a Brooklyn Jack home video or a 4everEdgin' T-shirt. The winning entry will be judged according to (a) how closely your description matches my own guess about what the guy was thinking, and (b) how vivid and sexy your description is. In other words, the winner will be the one who not only "reads" the photo in approximately the same way I did, but who manages to write it down in a manner that gets my dick hard. (And if I get several really great entries that are too close to call, I reserve the right to award multiple prizes.)

So fire up those libidinous imaginations, you horndogs, and email your entries to me by 12 December.