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SEXUALITY: Monosexual
GENDER / STORY TYPE: Male Masturbation
TITLE: Smooth

I began masturbating, although I didn't know that is what it was, when I was five. The sensations were very pleasant, but as I later learned, only a foreshadowing. As time passed, I began exploring different ways of getting myself hard and having what I later learned was a dry orgasm. I was always fascinated by my penis, balls, and nipples. I learned that being hard and anticipating an orgasm were in and of themselves very erotic and a time to savor. As I suspect is true for many, I assumed boys and girls were similarly equipped, just differently shaped. -----

When I was twelve I began sprouting my first pubic hair, and I was aghast. I had never seen an adult male naked, so I had no idea this hair was supposed to be there; I just thought the ugly stuff was growing on my body because I was being punished for jerking-off. I never spoke of sex with my parents, so I was left to wallow in my own worst fears. I swore off masturbtion; well, for about a day.-----

When I was in middle school, I was naked with other boys for the first time in my life, and as we were all in varying stages of puberty, some guys had body hair and others did not. I did not realize just how hairy a man could be until the gym teacher showered with us. Now I rather suspect his true motivations; but he said we were learning about personal hygiene. Actually, I rather suspect he just liked being around a bunch of naked pubescent boys. My own hair continued coming in, and even though I knew that was what was supposed to happen, I was still appalled. I thought it made my body look dirty, and I thought in spite of the growth of my penis that the hair hid my penis and balls which I loved to look at when I masturbated. In gym class I discovered that I had an erotic appreciation of the male body, and I was very aware when one of the guys got hard in the locker room. I was also scared to death that someone would find out my fascination, and I was sure God would punish me for it. Once out of high school, I began shaving myself from the neck down, a practice that I continued until I married, and have now resumed. The first time I stood in front of a full-length mirror freshly shaved and hard, I had the biggest most intense orgasm of my life, and I had hardly touched myself.-----

My fantasies continued to spark my frequent masturbation, usually five or six times a day, more during the Summer when I saw guys and gals at the pool. During my late teenage years, two things happened. I went to bed with my first girl, a fumbling experience that ended with me shooting off on her abdomen and breasts as she lay there scared silly. She wouldn't move until I cleaned her up, and then she dressed quickly and didn't speak the rest of the night. It was not good for her, but I realized finally that girls were more than slightly differently equipped than boys, and I really liked the difference.-----

The second thing that happend during those years was my uncle. My mother's brother was single, and he used to invite me to spend the weekend taking me to movies, restaurants, ballgames, and just goofing around. He had a very nice apartment, and always insisted that I take a shower before bed. I thought showering was the perfect opportunity to get off a quick one, and sometimes two, without him knowing. More than once I thought I heard the bathroom door open, but I dismissed that as my nervousness at being naked in my uncle's house even though I was in the bathroom alone with the door shut. Then one time I was really cranking away, stroking up and down, fondling my balls and pinching my nipples, when I realized the door really was cracked open. The first time I was scared to death and hurried up to finish. The next time I got really turned on realizing that he wanted to see me naked. So I started taking longer showers, turning so that I knew he could see my hard on, and really pounding away when I came. Then I would get out of the shower all shaved and wet, and I would stand there fondling myself working up to another hard-on and orgasm knowing he was watching but pretending I was unaware. After shooting another load, I would fiddle around in the bathroom and, just before I dressed, I would take a healthy pee excited that my every move was being watched.-----

One Saturday night I threw caution to the wind and left the bathroom door cracked open myself. I wanted to see him naked, but I was scared. I pushed the shower curtain back a bit so he could get a full view. I so excited I could hardly breathe. I lathered up my body, and with long slow strokes I shaved legs, thighs, balls, butt, arms, chest, and finally my penis. I was so excited I was shaking, and so hard it hurt. I caught my load in my hand and rubbed it back onto my penis and balls jerking off a second load. Then I showered off and got out to dry. It was then that I heard the door gently click shut.---

My uncle's invitations grew more frequent, and we went through the same ritual many times. My curiosity about his body grew, but I was afraid to invite him into the shower not knowing for sure how he would react. He was in his early thirties at the time, and he was very trim. He was not bulging with muscles, but I knew from seeing him without a shirt that he was nicely built. One night I was in the middle of shaving when I saw the door open wide. There he was, standing in the doorway with his penis hanging out of his pants, and when he realized I was watching, he began stroking it. I had always imagined my penis to be large, but I had never seen anyone hung like he was. Eventually, he stripped. He was incredibly hairy, and while I didn't like my own body hair, on him it seemed OK. Actually, I was looking mostly at his penis anyway. It was the first time I had ever seen another man naked and fully erect, and it turned me on. At seventeen I wasn't sure how to react. I wasn't sure if I was to pretend not to notice, keep going through my usual routine, or invite him into the shower. I was really scared about my sexuality even though I had, by that time, been with several girls and enjoyed them very much. One night he invited himself into the shower with me, and I did not protest; I just stood there silently fondling myself and watched him get in. He didn't touch me, nor did I touch him. We watched each other soap up and get and get ourselves off. I had never seen another man ejaculate, and while his balls were smaller than mine, he shot a very large load, spurting cum several times. After that first time I was physically trembling, and I asked to be taken home saying I wasn't feeling good.-----

A few weeks later he called and asked if I could spend the weekend. I eagerly agreed as he had been in my fantasies the whole time. When we got to his apartment, he went directly into the bathroom and turned on the shower. There was no doubt as to what he had in mind, but I knew I didn't want to go beyond masturbating together. In my mind masturbating together was OK, but other forms of male intimacy I imagined were definitely wrong, and I never crossed my line in the sand. I wasn't sure what to do, but shortly he came out completely naked and asked me to join him. As the hot water hit us I watched as he pinched my nipples and slowly ran his hands down to my erection. He fondled my penis and my balls, and then he placed my hands on his penis. It was longer, thicker, and darker than mine and it felt much different. I enjoyed stroking it and seeing the looks on his face as I did so. I reached up and pinched one of his nipples, and he came in my hand, which he then took and rubbed back on his penis. The head of his penis was large, and it was the first time I had seen a circumsized man up close. He began stroking my penis, and encouraged me to stroke him again. We shot all over each other. When we were done, he walked over to the toilet and peed. It was the first time I had ever watched another man pee, and while I did not want to touch it, I discovered I found it a very masculine and erotic act to watch. After that, we would often watch each other, sometimes peeing together. Then he asked me to join him in his bed- I had always slept in a seperate room to that point. He said he enjoyed looking at me, touching me, and making me shoot, and he asked if I enjoyed being naked with him and seeing him shoot. Rather timidly, I admitted that I did. That night we watched each other jerk off and jerked off each other until we were exhausted. Twice during the night we awakened each other and shot again.-----

After that night there was no more pretense. We were naked together in his apartment from the moment we entered it. We showered together, and he showed me new ways to masturbate. He asked me why I always shaved, and I said I liked the sensation of being really naked and seeing myself that way. He then asked if I would trim him. He didn't want to shave, but wanted to see what he looked like with shorter body hair. I trimmed his chest and abdomen. And, I trimmed his pubic hair down to a little over an inch. He was really hard, and so was I. Then he asked me to watch as he shaved his balls and the shaft of his penis. That night we got each other off over and over.-----

A year later my uncle called me after a trip to Florida. Before he left, he had asked me to stop shaving for a while saying he wanted to see me with body hair. As it grew in I realized all over again how much I disliked it, but I let grow. When we got to his apartment he had me watch him undress. His body was deeply tanned, but the most exciting thing was that he had shaved himself completely smooth during his vacation. His big penis stuck out from his lower abdomen free of any hair, and it looked even bigger. The dark tan line from his swimming suit made the contrast between his flat belly and lower abdomen very vivid, and his big white penis stood out proud and hard. We showered and he shaved me naked. As I watched he slowly stroked himself until he shot all over his belly. Then he had me rub baby oil all over him and he did the same to me. We looked at our slick shiny bodies running our hands over each other and masturbating. We masturbated each other several times that night. He did not keep himself shaved like I did, but he was always well trimmed with his shaft and balls neatly shaved.-----

In my twenties, I married and fathered two children. Body shaving and masturbation gave way to the joys of the marriage bed for almost thirty years until my wife got uterine cancer and totally lost interest in sex. I only saw my uncle now and then as we lived far apart, and I never masturbated with him or with any other man again. Due to my wife's condition, I am now back to the private pleasures of full body shaving and frequent masturbation, thus my statement that I am a monosexual. Sometimes my uncle is in my fantasies, and sometimes she is. Both give me great joy.

SEXUALITY: Bisexual
GENDER / STORY TYPE: Male Masturbation
TITLE: Anal Pleasure

I have always been very fond of masturbation and I've tried a number of different practices throughout my life, but the best masturbatory orgasm i've had so far as been due to anal stimulation alone... I discovered that anal stimulation was not as terrible as people used to put it and began rubbing my anus with my own fingers, but after a while it just wasn't enough so I started to go deeper in, trying all sorts of objects in the search for the perfect pleasure... In the end I discovered that my own fingers and a bit of persistance was all I needed... On this specific ocasion I was completely mind set on taking it as long as I could, and as I usually did I started inserting my own finger as far as I could, but out of nowere I found this one spot that made my whole body tingle like I never felt it before(i think this specific spot is thee coccix, the last bone in the spine) and I started to stroke it as vividly as I could... I wasn't even touching my penis since this feeling was so strong... I was completely druged, and couldn't see anything else... I went around this point for what seemed like 20 minutes or so but it never seemed that I was heading towards an orgasm... suddenly the feeling got stronger and all the symptoms of an orgasm started to manifestate, except for the fact that they were largely amplified... the consequent ejaculation came out of nowhere and with a strength that left me dazzled in confusion... I unloaded an unusual amount of semen without even touching anything near my penis... I must say this was a great experience and a feeling that I atempt to match very often although it doesn't really happen as hard as it did then, I guess due to the novelty it was on the first time...

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