Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 19:13:15 +0000 (GMT) From: Jay Bee Subject: A Nice Hard Wank This is based roughly on some of my own experiences of trying to build up a fantastic climax, although bear in mind some of it is based in the world of fantasy. I used to be able to do this kinda thing about once a month if I saw/heard/experienced something dirty enough. I used to like nothing more than getting my rocks off as intensely as possible. The internet always has been a fantastic tool for me. It didn't take me long to figure out that there might be some good images available, and I've always had a great time downloading them. Here is a typical fantasy wank for me... A Nice Hard Wank by JompingBeeen I sit at my computer at home. It's like the ultimate wanking resource, giving me access to anything I need. I connect to the internet, I download pornographic images, I download dirty movie clips, sometimes some music with filthy lyrics. It inspires me. Today I'm looking for images of big muscle men. It's been a long day at work and my man is not around tonight but I'm horny all the same. I've been thinking about sex on and off for most of the day and my cock is tired of being teased - it wants release, badly. I'm all alone at my place, no-one to disturb me, nothing to interrupt me. This is important. I wander around some sites. There are a handful I have bookmarked that maintain lists of the latest free porn sites. I select the area dedicated to muscle. A new site appears in the list, added just yesterday. I'm wary - I've been in this position enough times and found the new site to be a rehash of an older site, or full of images that don't do much for me. Today is different. This site is dedicated to full-on muscleman sex, as inventive as possible. This is just my kind of thing, and the first few images are definitely interesting. I feel the excitement stirring deep in my groin as I view the images, saving them into my private porn stash folder on my hard drive. Almost instinctively my left hand is reaching down and stroking my semi-erect cock through my jeans, my right hand taking me from image to image. I move through most of the images over the next few minutes, reviewing each one, saving the good ones, making a mental note which ones to view in my image viewer later when the full-on wanking starts. I move to another site, and another, each one satisfying my needs, each one providing more exciting images. Today I'm getting a good haul of porn and my cock is by now squirming in my pants. I keep opening and closing my thighs, I can barely sit still. Finally I unzip and unbuckle, and pull my jeans down to my ankles. I sit there, still viewing images, my cock sticking up between my legs. I deliberately don't reach for it, letting it wait, letting my breathing slow a little. This is a wank I want to last, to be slow and enjoyable. Finally, the point is reached - I can't wait any more. I close the internet browser, fire up an mp3 full of explicit gay sex lyrics, and load up the image viewer. I browse to my porn stash folder, viewing hundreds if not thousands of thumbnails, ranging from softcore muscle hunks to explicit bondage scenes. My heart is beating faster as I move down the list, double-clicking images, selecting specific scenes that I feel will fit my mood: A porn video front cover, showing two naked men, one of them wanking the other's hard cock and aiming the resuling jet of cum straight into his own mouth. A guy kneeling in front of another, the standing guy's cock is in the process of blowing a huge load all over the kneeling guy's face and into his mouth. A guy on his knees in front of two muscle hunks, sucking both of them off at the same time. A softcore image of a hugely-built muscleman wearing a pair of jeans, shirtless, his bare skin bronzed and glistening, thick viens standing out on his biceps. A muscular stripper, wearing nothing but a hardhat. A group of nine guys in bondage gear all in various filthy poses. Many images...finally a cartoon - an impossibly well-defined young guy kneeling naked between two other similarly muscled older guys. He's licking the heads of their cocks, and they're both drooling pre-cum. The pre-cum is slowly oozing down onto the middle guy's huge pecs. The middle guy's cock is also drooling pre-cum, onto the floor. The whole pre-cum-on-muscle scenario has my heart pounding. Just the idea of being there, doing that, being in the middle of those two huge guys, cum dripping on my body...My left hand reaches down automatically and encircles my hard shaft. Although I'm right-handed, I deliberately use my left - it makes things slower and lasts longer. The response from my dick is immediate. It swells slightly, twitches once deep inside, and the slow, deep throb of pleasure starts to feel a little more intense. I move my left hand up and down, deliberately sliding the underside of my cut cockhead against the inside of my wrist. The feeling is delicious. I settle back, relaxing, letting my mind wander. A fantasy scene begins to appear in my mind. A group of guys in various stages of undress, muscles and pants bulging. Each of them undresses and stands still with their erections bobbing gently in time to their heartbeats. My mind's eye wanders from cock to cock, zooming in on throbbing cockheads, examining each one closely, inspecting the shape and size. The first guy's cock: average length but very thick, completely circumcised, perfectly straight, the velvet-smooth cock skin on it's head a pinky-purple colour, the head itself quite blunt in shape with a perfect oval eye. The next guy: a similar length but curved upwards so that it's head is pointed up at his face, the shaft covered in thick veins and arteries. The next guy: another straight cock, this time longer and slightly thinner than the first one, this cock dripping pre-cum slowly. The next guy: this cock is dominated by a huge piercing, a loop of metal that goes in through the opening and out through the underside of the cockhead, the metal so thick it fills more than half the opening. THe next guy: his foreskin is thin and tight over the swollen cockhead, begging to be pulled back, begging for someone to explore under the skin with a tongue. I continue with the fantasy. Each guy begins stroking his cock, feeling it, pumping it slowly, sensuously, heads lolling back and mouths opening in pleasure. They groan and gasp, their muscles tense. The guy with the extra thick cock drops to his knees and being sucking on the head of the curved cock. The guy with the piercing lies down underneath him and starts sucking on his balls. The pre-cummer slowly impales himself on the pierced guy's hard shaft, each inch of cock sliding slowly in, each inch causing a few more dribbles of pre-cum to leak out. And the foreskin guy? He's mine. I stretch his foreskin out gently, and slide my tongue in between it and his tight cockhead. He moans quietly and I explore further, trying to poke my tongue in as far as I can. I like the outside of the foreskin, taste it, slide my tongue right down to his balls, then return to the head. I draw the foreskin back. I kiss the cockhead then slide it slowly into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it's underside repeatedly as he gasps and squirms. Suddenly I begin to feel it. That special sensation I've come to recognize and love. My heart jumps in anticipation. I've always wondered about this feeling. I only get it every so often, with a particularly good wank. I have to be extremely turned on and it often happens if I've not had any release recently and at the same time have seen something particularly exciting, some special new turn-on, like the first time I saw a pierced cock. Normal wanking is nice, sure. This is something else again. My cock twitches. The feeling of slow orgasmic build-up is joined by a new feeling, this one much more intense. It's hard to describe. In the depths of the flesh of my cock, something is starting to feel intensely pleasurable. It's more tightly-focused somehow, more highly-pitched. My shaft's response is to suddenly harden even more. Even when fully erect, a cock is slightly pliable - mine isn't any more. It's as hard as granite and is throbbing intensely. When I let go I can see it move up and down a little with every heartbeat, but I can't let go for long. I know from past experience that this new feeling has to be nurtured. If it's not satisfied it retreats again, which can be very disappointing. I grasp my dick, slowly drawing it up and down. Even worse is the knowledge, again from past experience, that if I get too excited I will simply come before the sensation is at it's peak. Fortunately, today is a good day for wanking. I manage to keep control. Part of my mind marvels at the sensation from my straining hard-on. The usual sensation of my cock being stimulated, and the special sensation rising from deep inside, both combining to make me whimper with enjoyment. As I continue with the scenario in my head, imagining these guys doing such fantastic things to each other, I feel the special sensation intensifying. I can actually feel it travelling up inside my cockshaft, until it reaches my near-purple tight-skinned cockhead. I concentrate on the scenario in my head, picturing each guy's cock in turn. In my mind they feel what I'm feeling and it makes their cocks drool pre-cum slowly, like clear syrup oozing out of the little opening in the end of their dicks. I can see it dribbling down to the underside of each's cockhead, I can see it surrender to gravity and drool downwards. My cock feels like it's on fire, like it's full of ice, like it's being electrified. There are two points of absolute ecstacy - one in the depths of my cock, somewhere deep inside it's base, probably the prostate gland - the other the cockhead. The cockhead is simply indescribable. The skin feels almost like it's squirming and it feels so tight, so goooood... Abruptly, I feel a new, unwelcome sensation - I'm going to come. I don't want to, I want it to last and last, but my cock can't stand much more. I let go of my cock. I'm on the knife-edge now, wanting more of that delicious feeling, wanting to stroke it and touch it and toy with it. My mind is full of filthy images, men groaning with pleasure while their cocks twitch and spasm. They're on the knife-edge too. I know if I keep thinking about it too much I'll lose control and blow, but at the same time if I back off too much, I'll lose the sensation. I concentrate, trying to keep control as best I can. God, it feels so good it's unreal. The guys in my head, they're so hot, so horny, I just want to keep doing this forever... Oh shit! I'm gonna blow...I can't hold on, I'm losing control. Damn! Hold it, hold it, hold it....Arghhh! Uhhhhhn! My teeth grit and I somehow manage to avert disaster. My hand stops moving. I look down and watch as a thin stream of precum is shot out. For a second I'm actually pissing precum. The sight is almost enough to make me lose it, and the feel of it spraying hot on my face makes me gasp. Somehow, clenching various muscles in my groin, I manage to stop it from going any further. The precum stream stops and it dribbles down my shaft. I'm still erect. I'm still ready to blow. I'm still on the knife-edge, and I can still feel that incredible sensation, that unbearably horny feeling deep in my groin and on the twitching head of my steel-hard dick. Hot damn, this is good! Oh man....that feeling is sooo good. My thoughts return to the hot guys in my head. I'm picturing them all, tasting each others cocks, sliding pre-cum coated dicks into their mouths. My hand is holding my cock again, feeling it twitch and spasm. It feels cheated, it wanted release and it came so close, but I stopped it. By this point my entire groin is on fire. I know I can't keep this up forever or I risk my cock losing interest. I picture in my mind's eye the biggest of these guys, his cock right in my face. I examine it closely, seeing a fresh dribble of pre-cum ooze out of the opening. I put my finger against the underside of his cockhead, let the pre-cum dribble onto my finger, put it on my tongue and taste it. I stroke the veins on it, lick it gently. My cock twitches hard in my hand, spasming frantically. This time there is no holding back. For a second, time seems to slow down. I'm sat there, looking down at my cockhead, looking at the pre-cum filling the opening. I can feel the first volley of thick hot spunk travelling up inside my cock shaft. Every millimetre it moves is filled with pleasure, the friction of the liquid touching against the lining inside of my urethra giving me a mind-blowing sensation. The flesh of my cock feels like it's screaming for more, the shaft and head as hard as rock, every vein and artery, big and small, standing out taut from the shaft. The first spurt flies out straight over my shoulder. I hear it spatter against the wall behind me, see it in my mind's eye dribbling downwards. My cock pauses for breath, then fires off another round. I watch the thick stream of white liquid shoot out of the opening, the cock itself straining with the force of it. This one flies off to my right somewhere onto the floor. I let go of my dick, letting it shoot wherever it wants. Round after round of thick white gobs fly up into the air, landing on me and around me, my cock flicking upwards hard with each spurt, then drooping with each pause. I feel like I'm in heaven. When the juice finally stops flying, I lie there dazed, feeling a fantastic sensation almost like butterflies in my stomach - only now they're in my groin and cock. I clean myself (and the wall, and the chair, and the carpet), and wander off to get a big drink of water!