Reader Dynamic Dad -- who shared some dick-stiffening memories in ''Aussies Rock,'' linked in the Masturbation Stories section over to the right -- just keeps churning out hot prose in the Yahoo group. I liked his automotive analogy:

_{You couldn't be more correct. One of the most exciting life adventures is to allow your hard throbbing penis to be controlled completely by another man (preferably if he also has a hard piece of manmeat between his legs).
 
As dedicated masturbators we define our pleasures as they relate to our erect, veined, often dripping, manhood. When we turn those sperm-delivery pleasure vehicles over to other drivers, we are allowing another man to control our pleasure. That's truly one of the ultimates in man2man exchanges. When we allow another man to touch, fondle, stroke or even suck one of our most important masculine organs -- we are telling him, you are in the drivers seat for my sperm-shooting vehicle. We're telling him, you're controlling the gears, the route, and the speed for us to reach the final destination. If that man has a class A license, he'll use not just your hard shaft to get you there, but he'll bring along your entire body (and all those other senses) at the same time.}

I don't know why, but I really love the phrase ''sperm-delivery pleasure vehicle.''