Evidently, We Jack Off

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So, I'm sure you were wondering why the final photo yesterday had a condom. (Oh, there was a condom on that cock? Yes, there was, Sparky! LOL.) See...

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Well, it's because through our intrepid journalist's research he discovered that apparently men love to exaggerate about the amount of sex they have. As a character in a recent episode of "Sirens" says, "I'm masturbating a lot... Okay, all the time."

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The statistics are culled from two things: The number of women who responded "My husband/boyfriend won't have sex with me." and the difference between the instances of men reporting they had "protected sex" versus the sales of condoms. Hint: sales of rubbers don't even come close to matching the number of protected sexual encounters claimed.

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Now, of course, there are plenty of people engaging in sex without rubbers.

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But, even if he makes accommodations for that, the numbers still do not add up. I'm left to think our character from "Sirens" is giving us a fair picture of reality. We jack off - a lot.

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But, there's nothing wrong with that. Not a thing. Horniness leads to whatever is available to us at the time - it just so happens that what is always available is our own hands.

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And, sometimes, it's just that we prefer to provide the sensations and pleasure in the manner we want it without relying on someone else or having to give instructions on exactly what it is we want right then.

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On (Cock) Size and Other Stuff

Faithful Reader Grandma Jean sent a wonderful article from the New York Times. I love it when folks contribute to the conversations here! The piece was filled with some very interesting observations the journalist culled from his research on sex.

Apparently, men are still obsessed with the size of their cocks. Well, of course we are. Though we seem to be much more concerned about length...

Along the top: Wrong way to measure

Along the underside: Wrong

Along the side: Correct

than we are about girth

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It goes waaaaay back in time. It is the instinctual need to know we will be able to plant our seed deeper than a competitor.

gay readers - I'm sure you can handle the occasional pussy pic

Scientists have also come to believe the shape of the cockhead is to enable ours to backscoop another man's semen from the vaginal canal.

Coronal Ridge for scooping

The other interesting thing he suggests puts the gay population over 10% - it's just that so many men are still loathe to admit they're gay. Well, now...as I believe, and have said here before, just because a guy enjoys stroking cock with his buddies, grabbing a handful of a man's package, or even playing cock-to-cock - does not mean he's gay.

Buddies bonding time

It means he enjoys the bonding comraderie over a common activity. Could you classify them as Bisexual? I'd accept that more readily than tossing them into the gay column.

There's much more in the article to cover later.

The Search

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The search for a masseur may have come to an end. Say what you will but, in my opinion, a massage is not complete without an ejaculation.

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He was kind, greeted me at the door with a smile and made me feel comfortable and at ease immediately. He's in his 50's - which I kind of liked.

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Those hunky young guys are a bit too full of themselves for my liking. He allowed me to be naked; no draping of sheets or towels.

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He stripped down to do the massage; nothing but a belt to hold the massage oil.

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His touch went deep into the muscles, so I'm a tad bit sore today. Yet I feel very good. When he had me turn over, my cock was on the rise as usual.

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That's just what happens to me during a massage - doesn't matter who, where, or when, my cock stands up.

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He stroked my cock, slowly and gently at first. The thing he did differently? Prostate massage while he stroked my boner and ran hands and fingers over my balls.

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It wasn't until I was very close to cumming that I realized his fingers were fully inserted and thrusting against my prostate. There's a first time for everything, right?

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Well, I blasted a load all over the place. And how great did it feel to have him stroking away as my cum shot high in to the air and rained down on me, his hands and arms, the table, the floor...just hot, thick jizz everywhere.

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He gently stroked until my cock subsided and my balls lowered.

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Then he got a hot damp towel and cleaned us both up, and finished the massage. I came, I came home, and slept like a baby.

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It has been brought to my attention that Faithful Reader, Stan, of the Metro Dystopia blog has died of a heart attack. Stan left frequent comments here at Big Whack Attack, contributing to the dialogue, as well as many of our buddies' blogs. I choose to believe he's out enjoying a good old fashioned circle jerk with some of the characters in my buddy's books.

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We'll miss you, buddy!