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My Most Memorable Jack-off Sessions

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I decided to describe for you two most memorable masturbation sessions I had in my life. I lived most of my life in Russia, and came to live in US 10 years ago. The first one. I was 14 years old when we moved from the town where I was born to another bigger city. My maternal grandmother and aunt who always lived with us before stayed in the old town because my father managed to arrange for my aunt to get a state-owned free apartment. It was very difficult, and she had no money to buy a co-op. So we moved and they stayed. We moved in summer, and in winter all schools have winter holidays for 12 days after New Year. So I decided to go back to visit my old friends, and grannie and aunt of course. It took one night by train. The apartment they lived in was just one room and a kitchen in an old building; toilet they shared with the upstairs neighbors, and there was no bath. No central heating eihter - there was a coal stove in the room. That winter was very cold even for Russia, it was freezing outside, so they heated the stove a lot, and it was hot inside. They only had two beds - one for grannie and one for auntie, so I slept on a folding aluminium cot. Well, I was a healthy teenager well into puberty, and by then was used to jack off daily. Now for one day in train and 5 or 6 days in their apartment I did not masturbate because of total lack of privacy. There is a colloquial Russian expression about a man who has not had any sexual outlet for a long time and is extremely horny: he has jizz all but spilling from his ears. That is how I felt then. At last on the 6th or 7th day I decided - fuck it, I can't take it any longer. So before going to bed I secretly tore several pieces from a newspaper (we did not have paper towels or napkins then) and put them under my pillow. When we all went to bed and the lights were out, I waited for my aunt and grannie to go to sleep, but I was not sure whether they are asleep or not, and my cot squeaked when I moved. So I decided to wake up during the night. The previous nights I did wake up several times - and always with a hard-on. So I went to sleep, and woke some time during the night. It was pitch dark, so I did not know what time it was, but I heard my aunt's and grannie's light snoring, and said to myself: Now is the time! I lowered my drawers to my knees under the blanket and started feeling my dick and balls. The dick was rock-hard, and the balls - oh boy, I never felt my balls so hard before, usually they were rather soft to touch which I even liked, but not now. Well, I tried not to move a lot, only my hands on my dick and balls - I usually jack off with both hands. It does not usually take me a long time to get to the edge of orgasm, but this time it happened surprisingly fast. I did not want to finish so quickly after suffering all that long time before, so I stopped and waited for the wave to pass, and then slowly started jacking again. I repeated it several times, and all the time my dick felt like it was immersed in a sea of an intense sexual bliss. It is hard to convey by words, but then any man knows this feeling. At last I could not take it any longer and I came. I think I had multiple contractions, because when I started wiping my dick with the paper it turned out there was so much jizz that all the paper was not enough. I was even afraid that my grannie and aunt will sense the smell of cum. Well, they didn't, or did not say anything. The second one. It was when I was in my late 40's and was returning by overnight train from Moscow to the city where I lived. I had not had sex for a long time, and while in Moscow did not jack off either. In Russian trains they give you bedsheets and a pillow and a blanket (for additional fee) so that you can sleep. I was on upper bunk, and there were 5 more people around - 3 on lower bunks and 2 on upper ones. I noticed that when going on train I often feel horny - it must be the rhythmic motion of the train that slightly brings you up and down, like during sex. Anyway, this time I felt super horny. So when all the lights went down I took out a hankerchief from my trousers pocket and put it under the blanket (in train you usually take off your upper clothes and hang them next to you; I slept in trainers and V-shirt). Then I took off my V-shirt and brought my trainers together with boxers to my anlkes under the blanket - when I masturbate I like to be as naked as possible so as to have access to all of my body. Then I slowly started to feel up and caress my bursting dick and balls. What a relief it was! I started jacking myself gently and slowly, stopping every time I felt close to orgasm. Soon my dick started oozing pre-cum and became all slippery which added extra sensations to my jacking. (Now I am sitting naked at my computer with a nice hard-on and jack it in-between the lines). Well, I could not proceed like this long (though I sure would like it to go on and on and on...), and soon my dick was twitching in the sweetest convulsions I had experienced for years before that. I wrapped the hanky around it, and soon it was almost soaked with jizz. I took it to the toilet first thing in the morning, and it still smelled deliciously of my cum. I threw it out. Well, now that I think about it, there are some things common to both experiences which perhaps contributed to making them so intense and memorable: a prior period of sexual abstinence, unusual surroundings and fear of being caught (or at least heard).

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