Lucidi il salame fortissimo!

Just spotted this very sexy post from an Italian contributor on Chronic Penis Masturbators:

Hi Jackers from today till sunday...free to masturbate myself as a bull! I've rent 5 DVD porns, bought beers, cigarettes...and ready to make my marathon.

My previous record was 15 JOs (with cums) in a entire WE (3 days continously) but I want to beat myself. I will be online also in icuii with nick "Abator" so if you catch me bating, tell me that you are CPM, we are in the same addiction!

I'm quite hairy, 30Y.o. Italian man, masculine and over addicted to masturbation as the great part of you all. I feel a man when I bate my cock, when I goon as a pork stroking the meat as only a man can do!

Fuck yeah men, I like to wank...i like to drop sperm and precum after spitting on the cock. I like to sweat during the pleasure, I like my masculine smell while I wank, naked.

See ya men, bate the more, HAIL PENIS
Guapo

Rubbers

Who else thinks it's sexy to pull a condom over your stiff dick while you're jacking off? I did that earlier tonight -- ogling my hairy masculine self in the mirror as I slowly unrolled the latex sheath over my thick, rigid, throbbing erection. Spread some more more lube over my wrapped shaft and masturbated to orgasm as I marveled at how my big swollen manly cock stretched out the rubber, and how the condom stretched even more as the pearly fluid pulsed from the piss slit, making a bubble of semen that enveloped my glans -- the cloudy white semen obscuring the pink-purple cock head. Played with it for a minute, feeling the warmth of the fresh sperm swishing around my dick inside the condom. Finally pulled it off and dumped the spermload right into my mouth... giving my penis a grateful squeeze as I savored the taste of the male cream that my body had manufactured.

Mailbag!

As my email downloaded this morning, I could tell someone had sent me a large attachment -- I figured it must be another batch from one of the Yahoo picture groups that I suscribe to. Turned out to be a communique from a reader in Lweezyanna, or thereabouts, who'd attached "a little lagniappe for you" to his letter, which began:

A friend of mine in California just turned me on to your website last week, and to say that I've been enjoying it would be quite the understatement.

Buddy, you don't know how much I enjoy getting letters like this... as I wrote almost a year ago, on March 10, 2003:

_{I started publicizing this blog on various masturbation sites less than 24 hours ago, and already I've gotten about a dozen positive emails about it from horny men out there. Getting an erection in my jeans right now as I type this, just imagining all those different guys stroking their rods while they read my stuff here. For me, there's simply no greater pleasure than bonding with other dudes over the universal male pleasure of a good stiff dick and a juicy load of semen all over your belly and chest at the end.}

A year later, it's still rewarding to know that this site has inspired a fellow man to unzip his fly and lovingly haul out his throbbing erection... to slowly stroke that rigid male meat as he clicks through the archives and reads another entry or opens a picture. I've been overjoyed by masturbation since I was in junior high school, and it's gratifying as hell to share my thoughts, my horniness, and my erect penis with other guys.

Not only is the content very much to my liking, but you write well and clearly, and with a certain style that is refreshing.

Anyway, in poking around a few web sites, I discovered two images that I know you will like, and I'd like to offer them to you as a little "thank-you" gift for the fine service that you're performing for "man-kind."

Best regards, Alan

Thanks for the "lan-yap," Alan! I've put the animation, BuzzLightyear.gif in the files section of the Yahoo group, for anyone with a high-speed connection to download. (It's more funny than sexy, so modem users probably won't want to bother -- the file size is over half a megabyte.)

UPDATE: Okay, he's not from Louisiana -- just well-traveled.

Oh yeah, my pet rat has his own blog

Doesn't everybody? Rugby the Rat invites all rats and rat-friendly primates to check it out. No cats, snakes, owls, or carnival geeks permitted!

10-4!

True to his word, The Naked Trucker posted his essay/story on man-to-man masturbation over the weekend:

I moved to the front of the cab and sat in the passenger seat, already starting to stroke my hard cock, and noticed that the driver of the truck across from me was in his driver's seat shirtless. He had obviously seen me as I walked to the front of my cab, as he stood for a moment to show me he was just as naked - and just as hard. He sat back down in his driver's seat, and I could see from the motion of his arm that he was stroking his cock as well.

I can always use some more inspiration, and never mind providing some as well. So I reached over and opened my driver's side door, giving him a more complete view. He did the same, opening his passenger side door and then sitting back down in his driver's seat, facing me.

We looked at each other, in our respective trucks some 25 feet away from each other, knowing that we were both about to lose ourselves in our mutual stroking. And that we did . . . checking out ourselves, checking out each other, sharing the knowledge that both of us were sharing the same sensations with every stroke. Never saying a word, never using the CB radio to contact each other, never touching each other, yet totally connected to each other.

Yep, he gets it...

Way-back machine: My first time with Ted

Packing is always a hassle, but the impending move from Burke to Alexandria won't involve any of the psychic upheaval that I went through when I moved from NYC to the DC area last summer -- not only did I leave a city that I'd grown attached to over seven years, but I had to adjust to a life in which my ex-husbandoid Juan would no longer play a central and daily role.

At the time, it seemed like an impossible adjustment to let go of all the good memories, and I looked ahead at a future with no job prospects immediately visible and no friends remaining in the DC area. As it would turn out, last summer wasn't all bad -- I did end up making some friends, and I also made the acquaintance of a guy who would become one of my most cherished masturbation buddies. Ted and I haven't had a chance to get together for the past several months, but now that I'm moving into my own place, I look forward to getting naked and horizontal with him once again, very soon.

For those who missed it the first time around, here's my account of the day that Rob's cock and Ted's cock made friends.