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Fountain of Youth

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A true story about and for mutual masturbation


Something wonderful happens to us guys in our fifties. Like a second puberty or at least the hormone surge of puberty again and it kick starts the desire to masturbate long grown cocks and seasoned balls and ropes of over-the-head ejaculated sperm. A glorious sort of sexual rebirth expressed with the cock and balls by the hand. This is about not just me but four of us, all married, mid fifties enjoying our and each others cocks. Interesting thing is they are all very similar in size-about 6 1/2+ mature thickness and all uncut.

We are typically male bearish and not what you might call handsome. We came together sort of one by one last summer. On a nude tolerated beach in the area of a celebrated gay community but none of us are that-we are just masturbating no-longer-getting-cocks-in-cunt-guys. I lost my job last May and started going to the beach most weekdays to get out of the house and soon discovered what a great opportunity for exciting masturbation that was-out in the open, possibly observed which was a little scarey at first but quickly became a special thrill.

The first guy I actually got to know I'd seen many times there and finally one morning he wandered over to my spot with his balls and semi hardon naked below just a T shirt and said 'Hi'. That was Joe. We went back in the dunes and enjoyed a drawn out getting-to-know-you mutual jerk off. Joe's was the first other cock I'd had in my hand since my premarried early 20s. Some days later we had retreated into the dunes naked with hardons and came upon Mike in the midst of a solo. In fact he had just concluded his solo and had cum in a large clam shell and that was not only hot to see but became standard operating procedure for how to jerk off and eat it too on the beach.

So now we were three. We met several mornings a week and became the special sort of friends mutual masturbation creates between adult men. Sam joined up a couple of weeks later. Actually he was a mens room find. Having left the parking lot and needing to piss before I got to the part of the beach where I could just do it on the sand in the open. So I stopped in the bath house and there was Sam at one of the two urinals. His speedo was pulled down behind nice balls that looked to need more attention than his bladder and there he was caught priming his boned cock to that end.

I peed next to him and then confronted him with my own instant hardon under my oversized T shirt and invited him out to our group. Sam as it turned out (later chapter maybe-it's fun typing this fingering my foreskin with the other hand) added a new demension. He was the youngest of us (49 then), the closest to 7' among us, and as it turned out the only one of us who practiced masturbation with his wife. And with Sam's included in our pooled sperm we needed a substantially larger clam shell-maybe even a conch! So there we four were-looking for jobs in a wild economy and whiling away our time giving ourselves and each other handjobs and passing around the conch shell-yeah we found one. Thanks for reading this if it gets posted (he seems a pretty game webmaster) and hope you just made the wonderful mess I did.



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