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Lube? What Lube?

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I'm a young man, healthy and strong, with a girl friend and a rather satisfying sexual relationship. Normally I wouldn't go to a site like this, but I've recently broken my shoulder and painkillers have made it unsafe to drive. Living out in the boondocks makes this particularly frustrating for me. I'm a virtual prisoner in my own house. Thank god for the Internet, eh?
But anyways. I've read quite a few of the male techniques and I've noticed that lubrication is mentioned a lot. Then I remember that not many men are uncut... Never being circumsized, and never having it talked about when I was growing up, I kind of assumed everybody's was like mine. So whenever lube came up I gave other men odd looks. My foreskin is somewhat loose, this means that I can't so much stroke myself as massage it. Any grip I use will just move the sensitive skin over my hardened core.
I realized the joys of self-love when I was 16; barely two years ago. Through my own volition and courage, I started to get past the mounting (what I perceived at the time) pain rushing though my rod whenever I rubbed and massaged it for more than an hour or so. Imagine my surprise when I found out that highschool jocks were right and it IS a pleasurable experience!
I still remember my first time, it was a crude attempt involving a kind of 'A-Okay' finger sign with index and middle fingers touching the tip of my thumb, palm outward. My motions were simple: quick, short jerks up and down over the main shaft. It wasn't the best I ever did but it was my first, and I'll treasure it.
Nowadays whenever my girlfriend asks for a show I use a much different grip, and a slightly different motion. Imagine if you will a sign-language E. The un-thumbed fist. For me, it's the perfect grip to cradle the underbelly of my meat. Fingertips just barely pressing down into the flesh. I start slowly at first, pulling the strokes ever so slightly to the right to let my meat gently get pulled over my pinkie on the upward motion. And then slowly build up speed when I start to feel my heart pound in my palm. Stopping every now and then to let her take a peek... Or a kiss...



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