Good Wanks

By moc.loa@orvreM

Published on Jun 13, 2000

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The following is not a story, but reveals my own views on masturbation among men. Like most men I first enjoyed wanking in puberty, and if you wish I can send notes about my early days which introduced me, not only to wanking but also to watersports.

13 June 2000

Nowadays, when people tend to be much more open about sex than ever before, it never fails to amaze me that one subject still appears to be taboo. Gay couples and lesbian pairings live together quite openly; women's magazines are full of advice on sexual matters, and yet, even among Excite Clubs, very little, if anything, about probably the most widely practised form of sex - masturbation. Possibly the occasional article advising that solo masturbation is harmless, although this advice is usually spoiled by being addressed to teenagers with the proviso that it doesn't continue into adulthood.

Who are they trying to kid? I have limited knowledge about women's attitude to this matter, but I am convinced that the vast majority of men enjoy wanking, either regularly, or at least occasionally, whatever sexual relationship they may be enjoying. The problem is that the shame still associated with wanking means that most men do it in solitary confinement, with or without the assistance of a suitable book or magazine.

Let me quote just two examples from my own experience. Although very happily married I fully admit that I have enjoyed pleasurable wanks all my adult life. Quite often circumstances have meant that these were solo efforts, but I have always preferred mutual wanking ever since enjoying such pleasures at school.

The first case I want to quote was Len, a man with whom I worked for about 4 years, during which time we also became members of the same men's club. After a few years working for different firms we found ourselves once again working for the same company. At this time I was the head of a department and Len was my assistant. Like many all male offices the men subscribed a small sum each week to buy the usual girlie magazines, and the occasional porn mag when we could get hold of one. Because I had the only desk with lockable drawers, this collection was kept in my office although anyone could borrow the mags, usually in the lunch hour.

One evening I was working late and Len came into my office, seeming a bit embarrassed, and asked if he could borrow some magazines to take home. He had never shown any embarrassment when looking at the mags in the office, so I decided to risk asking him if he wanted to take them home for a wank. He blushed and stammered a sort of denial, but obviously I had hit on the truth. Don't worry', I said, I like using them for wanking so you don't need to risk taking them home for your wife to find. Have a wank here and now and I'll join you.'

Len still looked a bit sheepish, so to give him time to get over his shyness I handed him a selection of mags and explained that I would go and lock the doors as everyone else had now gone home. When I came back to the office Len was busily studying the magazines, and a bulge was forming in his pants, although he had not unzipped his fly. I said nothing, but took one of the hotter magazines, unzipped my own fly and started a slow wank, This gave Len the lead he needed and he too unzipped to reveal what proved to be a pretty large uncircumcised prick and steadily wanked it.

After a short while he stopped. I must have a pee before I go any further,' he said, In any case I'd better go into the bog before I shoot my load.' Now this was a real bonus for me; being our first mutual wank I would not have pushed things at all, but I couldn't resist this gift chance. I'll come with you,' I said, And then I can watch you enjoy your piss.' We made our way into the gents toilet, which had only one WC. I dropped my trousers and sat well back on the toilet. Let your piss hit my cock and balls', I asked Len, not knowing how he would respond. The answer came in the form of actions, not words, as he pointed his half-hard prick downwards and sent a fast narrow stream of beautiful golden piss over my belly, cock and balls, running down under my ass and into the pan.

When he finished pissing, I was on the verge so jumped up, grabbed Len's prick and wanked him hard and fast as he almost immediately shot a very copious load into the pan. I quickly transferred my attention to my own rigid prick and my come quickly joined his.

Obviously, this first experience led to regular mutual wanking sessions, at least once a week and often more frequently. As we got to know each other's sexual tastes later sessions included full nudity and mutual sucking sessions. Although Len had no taste for taking piss, he would always save a full bladder to increase my enjoyment.

The second example that I want to quote was in totally different circumstances. I am a railway buff, and most years I take a railway holiday visiting various modern and preserved railways throughout the country. On this particular occasion I was taking a holiday based in Durham. Mostly my fellow holiday makers comprised couples, either husbands and wives or fathers and sons. There were a couple of other men on their own, and I soon palled up with one of them, Bill, when we sat on the coach together when travelling to a steam railway on the second day. We talked about various things, and he asked me if I was married, and then why my wife was not with me. It turned out that we both had wives who were not interested in railways, but had no objection to us taking these holidays.

Later that day we were travelling on a narrow gauge railway, and were thus squeezed into small compartments. Bill's knee was touching mine, so I decided to apply a little pressure. To my delight he responded. When we were on the coach again, we sat towards the back away from the others, and Bill started to talk about sex, and asked me if I still enjoyed sex with my wife, as his wasn't particularly interested any more. I never talk about my personal relationship, so asked him how he obtained his sexual relief. Wanking, of course', he replied. Alone, or with a friend?', I asked. Alone, of course,' he replied, I haven't done it with anyone else since I was at school.' You're missing the best of it,' I said We'll have to see if we can do anything about it.'

Our next stop was at a disused railway to visit a very historic bridge. There was a public toilet in the car park and Bill gave me a quick glance and then made his way over to it. We were the only men in the urinal, and Bill unzipped and held out his prick to have a piss. Don't hide it,' I said, Turn this way so that I can get a good look, or better still save your piss for the open air.' However, Bill was already pissing copiously, although he had turned to give me a good view. I reached out and held his prick loosely as he finished his piss. We walked along the disused track until we were well out of sight of the rest of the group. My turn now', I said, and unzipped my prick to piss into the grass verge. Bill waited for me without showing any particular interest, but I enjoyed a good open air piss anyway.

It was a very hot summer day, and back in the coach again Bill said that he was going to take a shower as soon as we got back to the hotel. Why don't we shower together,' I said, but Bill objected that it would be too dangerous if anyone else saw us going into the same room. I suggested that I put my towels and soap into my camera bag, then if I was seen going to his room people would think we were discussing photography. Bill agreed to this idea.

Back at the hotel, I immediately emptied my camera bag and put the hotel towels and my toilet bag into it and headed to Bill' room. I knocked on his door, which he opened whilst standing behind the open door as, much to my surprise, he was already stripped to his underpants. Get the shower going,' I said, Whilst I undress myself. We entered the shower together, and I took the lead by washing Bill all over, leaving his genitals to last but then paying them plenty of attention. His prick was as hard as it could be. I asked him if he would like to piss over me before I washed, but he declined so I had to content myself with putting on a pretty good imitation of a golden fountain. Bill then took the soap and treated my body as I had his, and I have to say that if he was as inexperienced as he claimed when handling other men's pricks, then he certainly learned quickly.

It was obvious that my climax was not far off, and Bill's prick had been dripping pre-come for some time. I suggested that we lay all our towels on his bed, and then cuddled together there. Bill agreed, and face-to-face and cock-to-cock lying on the bed whilst still glistening wet from the shower was gloriously erotic.

Do you suck cock?' I asked Bill. I never have,' he replied, but he said it in such a way that I was sure he would be prepared to try it. I turned myself into the 69' position, and took his rampant prick between my lips. I wiggled my ass so that the head of my prick was rubbing against his lips, and it was only a short time before he parted his lips and gently sucked the head of my now fully hard prick.

I thought it would be pushing my luck to expect him to suck me off, so as I felt my climax approaching again, and as I could feel a slight throbbing of Bill's prick, I once again lay face-to-face with Bill, and grasped our pricks together and wanked them in unison so that our come shot out (his only very shortly before mine) all over his belly.

We lay cuddled together recovering, and then had another very necessary shower.

The point of this letter is that it would be so much nicer if all men were as open about their wanking habits as Bill had been with me, instead of wasting years of opportunity as I had with Len. I would be delighted to tell you more stories of enjoyable wanks that I have had over the years, but in the meantime can I appeal to fellow wankers to come out of the closet' and tell us all about their favourite sexual pastime.

Mervyn R

I would be deligted to hear from anyone on the subject of good wanks; please e-mail me.

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