Follow the Bouncing Ball

It was April 1989, and I had a great opportunity to get into an apartment building that a friend of mine lived in. He said that he would introduce me to the landlord and put in a good word for me.

Well, I was accepted, and, not wanting to lose this chance, I used my income tax refund to pay the first month's rent. So, now I had two apartments to live in. I used that whole month to move, and my final day at my old apartment I decided to beat off one more time. The only things I had left were a folding chair and a big mirror that I was not taking with me.

So, I stripped down and, leaning the mirror up against the wall, and setting the chair in front, I grabbed my cock.

I had never seen my body from this angle of course, and it really made me horny. I rubbed my cock up and down slowly, and pinched my nipples.

It was a hot day, and beads of sweat formed on my forehead and my chest as I worked my dick.

My balls were really hanging low, resting on the chair seat, and as I quickened my pace, they started to bounce.

Man, I'd never seen that before! My first thought was that maybe I would hurt them, but then I thought, what the hell, I've been masturbating for years. So I really started stroking.

I watched my big balls bounce, slapping against my hand, then smacking the seat, then slapping my hand, up and down, up and down, up and down.

I tried to make it last, but I was so turned on that in a few minutes I shot a big load of sperm on my chest.

I could have aimed it at the mirror, but I knew that would have changed the way my balls were bouncing and I didn't want to miss that.

Afterwards I couldn't even take a shower, my towels were at my new place!