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In the olden days we still thought that all those night-time and morning hard-on's were brought on by dreams and considered it lucky we hadn't soaked ourselves in geysers of cum to boot!
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No matter how often we jacked off.
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My brother and I laid on our beds across the room from one another stroking our cocks til rockets of cum blasted all over us. And we both still woke up with boners harder than the wooden posts of the beds.
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Through the military boot camp, we all laid on our bunks that were separated by about three feet and jacked off. Within fifteen minutes the entire room reeked of cum. Yet, mornings found every guy in the barracks bounding out of bed with their bouncing boners leading them to the latrine.
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And suddenly the morning hard-on became known as the Piss Hard-on. Your cock was rock solid to close off the bladder.
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At my first assignment, my bunk mate and I jacked off every night. And every morning we both woke up with humongous hard-on's. His subsided as he pissed in the sink in our room; mine would finally go down when I made it to the latrine at the end of the hall.
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Through college, dorm mates at first were all concerned, trying their best to hide the fact they jerked off. And hide the morning boner. It took me telling them they had nothing to hide or be ashamed of; they could stroke one out any time they felt like it and they never had to hide a hard-on from me. But, after getting laid or pounding one out the night before - dawn found our dicks stiff.
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In my first marriage, we fucked like bunnies every night and still, each morning, there it was - standing up hard and proud much to her chagrin.
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With my second wife, no matter how many times she got my rocks off the night before, to her amazement, my cock would be hard as nails when the alarm clock rang.
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Now we know what those boners are all about.
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But, what was your own reaction, what did you think, before you knew the truth?
15 comments:
I would often wonder just how much incessant pounding did my dick demand.....damn!
I suffered with the embarrassment of a morning hard on until I spent the night at one of my friend's house and in the morning there was that awkward moment. The realization that we both had morning wood - now the bigger issue for us was not each other but his mom who might see us exit his bedroom with morning wood on our way to the bathroom. Once I go to the bathroom in the morning my boner goes a way unless I don't want it to ;-) As I live alone - boners are not much of an issue for me anymore. But you so speak the truth!!
So are you saying that morning wood is the result of a full bladder or our testosterone spiking in the morning? How about a little of both? You left us hanging.
I was certain the devil lived in my dick. I did my best to exorcise him as frequently as possible. He'd roar and spew, until the spirit left me. But, cum morning, it was pretty obvious he'd snuck in the back door. He never failed to make his presence known. So, I'd simply start wrestling him all over again. Sigh. Thankfully, the battle continues! - uptonking from Wonderland Burlesque
Don't worry, my dear friend. If you have soaked yourself in geysers of cum, call me and I'll cover every whit of your sexually provocative body (DDD included) which provokes the titillation of my cum in the deepest of my balls with so many bisous that you will not need to take a shower. YAY!
In this expectation, I wish you an excellent day.
Postscriptum:
Do you know what makes the superiority of the dogs on the men? Men have the naivety to believe in gods and devils and all will be disappointed, while dogs have the naivety to believe in men and they will not be all disappointed.
Bisous, my friend.
Hot post again! Wet Dreams! Morning Wood! Spontaneous Erections! All part of growing up a male and no one to explain what was happening. My father died when I was just 10 years old and my brother was already married! Then to be told by the priest in charge at boarding school, "Only evil men masturbate"! No wonder it was not till I was in my late 30s that I accepted that I was Gay and started to live like one. Even my first regular sex partner somehow made me feel that what we did together was "dirty". Well, that's all behind me now. Hugs, Patrick
PS. If you want to use any of this on you blog feel free to do so!
But one detail was missing from the blog! You had a pic of a guy peeing in a sink. What was it Charles Bukowski said? :)
-Eddie
Scott said...
I freaking Love the stories of when you where in the military. All you naked men, all different shapes and sizes. Now I'm getting hard:) Oh yeah back to the barracks story. Hot, all you dudes jacking, ah man, the grunts that must have been made, when you were at the point of no return.
Um, if you have any more pics of barrack type setups with lots of naked men, that would be awesome. You posted a very hot pic on Aug7, pic#3:):):)
Btw: the pics today are great, every single one..
Thank you very much
"Through the military boot camp, we all laid on our bunks that were separated by about three feet and jacked off. Within fifteen minutes the entire room reeked of cum. Yet, mornings found every guy in the barracks bounding out of bed with their bouncing boners leading them to the latrine."
you cna't imagine how much erotic is that description! I think in that room you have could swim into cum and testosterone!
I remember having incessant hard-ons - I remember being able to jerk off and/or fk 5+ times a day and still want more ... ah yes, I remember !!
@ Anon - It's neither! Those morning boners are Blood Oxygen Erections (BOEs)... Perhaps it's time for another post about those.
@ eddie - I'll have to look that one up!
@ Scott - I don't have any more like the one I posted last week. I sure wish I did.
Being in the military opened my eyes to a lot of things...there were plenty of dudes, of all sexual orientations, ready for some fun. And I took advantage of it!
@ MFP - Mon cher, you've got a deal!
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