Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 4, 2026

Why Would I?

Morning

"I woke up with the most solid erection and had the most explosive orgasm for the first time since my wife passed away almost 3 months ago. The weird part: I'd been dreaming about this guy at the gym with the biggest cock I've ever seen hit on me and I went for it. Why would I suddenly be dreaming about men?"







First, my sincere condolences on the death of your wife. Grief is a very individual thing. The timetable varies from person to person, and so does its path forward. One possibility is that --- subconsciously --- heterosexual sex may bring on feelings of guilt, like you're cheating and being with a guy changes that.


I wouldn't read too much into it. Accept that sex is a part of living, regardless of the avenue it takes.

My suggestion is, if you haven't already, try seeing a grief counselor. They understand the varied stages and don't judge the path through it.

Readers, any other suggestions?

Tuesday, July 27, 2021

Memory Wank

 

The Urban Word of the Day (UWoD) is rather fun but it's also rather telling. It gives a little snapshot of where societal attitudes are headed. They touched on masturbation twice over the past week. Which points toward a much more overall accepting attitude.

It's the most common sex in the world.




One evening my wife was joining some friends to go to a concert I didn't have any interest in. My wife thought she'd have a little fun at my expense by commenting, "Enjoy your night. But be careful, don't get cum on the walls." Everyone laughed - sort of. One friend shook his head as he headed for the door and responded, "Guys jerk off. It's a fact of life. Get over yourself."

Indeed. She never did mind my "me time." All I ever needed to say was, "I'm going to take a little nap." She knew that meant I was going into the bedroom and jack off. But after our friend made his comment she never made another mention of it. Did he embarrass her? Maybe. I don't know. They left for the concert. And I stripped down to enjoy my evening.

The first UWoD over the past week was "memory wank:" the art of remembering an arousing occurrence or some porn you watched while masturbating, often handy if you have no porn or your [sic] in the shower.



That's another form of fantasizing, which we tend to do anyway when we masturbate. Even if we are watching porn. Because, when we jack off watching porn, we're fantasizing about what's taking place on the screen. Whether as giver or receiver, we place ourselves in the situation imagining it's what we're doing.

My favorite "memory wank" seems to be with my masseur, who always took good care of me because massage always caused a boner.

What's yours?

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

A Change of Pace

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Fantasy is great - it changes things up for us. I sometimes fantasize when I'm with someone. When with the wife, sometimes I will close my eyes and imagine that the sensations moving through my boner are from sliding my hard-on between some guys ass cheeks, or that he's sucking my cock ever so softly. When I've been with guys, I might imagine that I'm titty-fucking my wife and I'm blasting my hot load of jizz all over her.
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This is why guys like a blow job or hand job; or to titty fuck, or sliding their cock between butt cheeks. It's the difference of texture that creates different sensations, as much as it is doing something other than straight-on fucking.
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Remember the first time you went commando - the feelings generated on your cock, the way your balls swung against the material? Lord, my pecker was prodding against the pant leg immediately!
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Years ago, I bought a pair of sateen and a pair of real silk briefs. The feel of the silk - smooth and cool on the head of my dick was an instant turn-on. Boner heaven! The sateen ones had an even smoother feel to them. Not only did I get a hard-on the minute I slipped them on, I blew a load like I hadn't cum in a month.
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It's why I sometimes like to lie on my stomach and thrust my cock across the cotton sheet of my bed,
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or why I enjoy teasing and stroking on my stiffy through my pants.
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And, why, once in a while I love getting out one of my masturbation sleeves to stroke my cock, or wedge it between a couple of pillows and thrust into it.
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Or jacking off outside with the warm sun on my body and a little breeze tickling across my nuts. 
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It's all about changing things up to get the most enjoyment out of the activity and the orgasm.
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Monday, September 30, 2013

A Great Tool

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Role play and fantasy is known to be a great tool to keep sex interesting, or new and fresh. Because we do get bored with the same old stuff; we love to change things up. And, fantasy plays an even more important part when we whack off. When we're desperate to cum and we just can't seem to get to the edge and crank it over the top, fantasy can help.


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But, how about when we're just lying around, the cock starts to stand up, and we spend a nice leisurely afternoon wanking, what helps to fuel the hardness and gets us off?


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What's your favorite fantasy when you jack off?


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For me, it's remembering past experiences. Or fantasizing about some hot woman - or guy - I've seen in the recent past. But, my absolute all-time favorite is thinking about how my masseur handles things. Each and every time I've gotten a massage - from a man or woman - my cock gets as hard as the table legs. Every time. No exception.


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I've had different reactions to that over the years. But a couple have been really accommodating. Like the current dude. I warned him ahead of time. By the time he told me to turn over onto my back, my cock was like a piece of steel rebar. 'Course, he helped it along while I was on my stomach by lightly raking his fingers across my balls.
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After I turn over, he starts at my feet and works his way to my balls. Then he takes my hands and work his way up my arms, around my neck, down my chest to my cock.
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He slowly strokes my boner and massages my balls until my hips are raising up off the massage table. Then he strokes my cock with one hand and rubs my cockhead with the other until my man meat-missile launches.


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He strokes and milks me, slowing as the gusher subsides.
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Then he gently lowers my cock to my stomach, gets a towel and cleans me. Then he continues with a soft, gentle massage of my legs and torso until my breathing slows and I'm drifting off to sleep. He slips out of the room for ten to fifteen minutes to allow me to rest.


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It's always so good. And, in my opinion the only right way to give a thorough massage. No wonder I keep going back to him. And, no wonder it's my favorite thing to fantasize about when I'm lying on my bed and jacking off.


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