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A Day To Remember by Dr. Forbin (georgeleggett@comcast.net)I am 48 years old and have cerebral palsy. I have been a masturbating fool since the age of four and one-half years old up until the last few years when it has been impossible for me to do it by myself. This doesn't mean I still don't cum many times a week. It just means I need help in doing it. I've been married 27 years and so my wife is the main masturbator for my needs but I still occasionally have others do me. I would like to tell you about something that happened to me over 31 years ago that brings back many fond memories of a bygone day. A day that I wish I could bring back. This day began like most other days at age 17. I was attending high school and in charge of signing on the radio station each morning. Although I never spoke on the radio because of my speech impairment, I did run the control board and did rack up 888 hours on the air. I had to start my day by getting up at 4:45 in the morning because the transmitter had to be turned on to warm up a half hour before we went on the air at six. I was able to drive and even though the school was only a mile and a half away it is surprising how crowded the roads are in the Detroit metro area around 5:00 A.M. I actually found myself in a traffic jam at that hour and was worried that I could not get there on time. As I turned into the school lot and made my way back to the boiler room entrance, I heard from the radio "CKLW Twenty/Twenty News!" I said to myself, oh shit, it's almost 5:30 and I still have to make my way down the hall, unlock the station and power everything up. Somehow I managed to accomplish all this by 5:35 and still have 25 minutes before airtime. Even though this experience would not make most people bat an eye, it made me extremely tense. When I get tense I get hard as a rock. And when I get hard as a rock I have to cum no matter where I am or what I am doing.So I went down to the restroom and barely got over to the urinal. As I struggled to unzip myself I knew I did not have much time. I wasn't talking about airtime on the radio station. I'm talking about cum time! Fortunately for me, my dick popped out right away and as it did, thick, white goo splashed the back of the urinal. I never had to touch the damned thing. It just shot off like an automatic weapon.Spasm after spasm came over me and I had to grab the pipe above the urinal to keep from falling over. After four or five shot it began to slow down. I decided at that time to grab the shaft and pump it several more times. Again I began to shake and cum again. Now I had a real problem because I had to sign on the air in a few more minutes.The problem was my dick took at least a half hour before it got soft. I guess it was due to my cerebral palsy. I that you all wish you had that problem but it can be downright embarrassing at times.With that out of the way I could get on with the rest of the day. The day went as usual for anyone in the eleventh grad at high school. But what happened at the end of the day certainly took a turn that I never expected in my wildest dreams. As I entered the radio station at 2:10 PM to get ready for the afternoon drive show, I was informed that we would be signing off and asked if I could take care of all that. Normally on a Friday we would stay on one to two hours later than usual to broadcast the high school football games and to play some hard rock like Hendrix, Joplin, or the Doors. At 6:00 AM it was elevator music but after 9:00 PM look out. Well, football season was over and they wanted to do some maintenance on the transmitter and control board. So I found myself getting in my car at 2:20 in the afternoon and wondering what I should do for the next ten hours that I would usually spend behind a control board in the radio station.When I got home early, my mother thought something was wrong until I explained the situation. She said well, that's OK; you look like you could use a rest. She said, why don't you do something different and go have some fun or something. Well, as a dutiful son, I decided to take my dear mother's advice. I decided to go visit a friend that I hadn't seen in quite a while. He had been my jack-off buddy from, elementary school but we still kept in touch in more ways than one. Danny was five years older than me and also had cerebral palsy. We had some wonderful experiences when we were both in school. Being that we were both handicapped we were put in the same classroom even though our age and abilities were very different. But the one thing that we had in common was that I liked to cum and he liked to drink it up.As I pulled into his driveway I noticed that his mother had not yet come home from work. So I knew we would have time to do our thing if I could encourage him to do it. He was shocked to see me as I knocked on the back door. He wondered what I was doing there and what I wanted. I said I just had some time and came over to visit him.We did a few minutes of chitchat but as usual he began to unzip my pants. He asked me if I wanted to cum. I thought that was a stupid question. Why the hell else would I be here with my pants unzipped and my dick as hard as a rock in his hand? He went to work on me right away. He popped my beautiful boner right into his mouth. I grabbed the back of his head as I usually did and fucked his mouth. It worked out quite well because he was in a wheelchair and I was standing up. Just by chance the height of my dick and the position of his mouth were a perfect fit.It did not take long at all before I was Cumming down his throat. For old time's sake I said, "How did you like your vanilla milk shake?" That is what we used to call it back then and he still remembered and replied as he always did, "you're the best damned soda jerk in town!"He pulled out his big fat dick from his pants and asked me to start rubbing it. It was still only semi erect but it was dripping like a leaky old faucet. Danny was only six inches like I was but he was very thick. One time we took a tape measure and measured the circumference of his head at over eight inches. I mean this thing is fat as hell. It was all I could do to wrap my hand around it. I could never get the thing into my mouth. It was just too damned big.Fortunately for me, he did not mind this and enjoyed having me cum more than himself. He told me that he could only cum once or twice a week at most but he loved the taste of my cum. After several minutes of rubbing his head his dick finally got hard. I thought it was quite unusual that almost within a minute after he got hard he started to shoot his load.It went everywhere: down his pants, on the wheelchair, on the handlebars, on my dick, on my arms, on his arms. I mean, what a damned fucking wad. But I guess if I only came once or twice a week I would have that much in me too.Fortunately I never found that out because I always came at that time three to five times a day seven days a week. Somehow I felt this day would be a little different than average.I was still hard as a rock and Danny knew that I could supply him with another helping of his favorite dessert. This time he told me to go over to the sofa bed and lay down. He did not pull it out but just used it as a couch and it was a lot more comfortable than standing up. He told me to try and relax this time and make it last a lot longer. That was kind of like asking the Mississippi River not to flow so fast. But I said I would try my best. First, he said that he'd better clean off the counter because he always liked to eat at a clean counter. The counter was the top of my stomach, thighs, and dick. The dessert to be served up was another great milk shake. Very slowly he began to lick my knees and then progress up one thigh and down the other. After he was finished with this he went to my belly button where there was still remnants of his wad. Finally, he proceeded to the promise land. He first began under the balls and then on top and around and around. The feeling was indescribable and I wanted to shot then and there but he had other things in mind. He took one ball in his mouth and then the other, then both. I was about ready to erupt again and he knew it so he quickly squeezed the base of my dick to prevent this from happening too soon. After I calmed down a while he proceeded to work on my hard dick. He licked it like an all-day sucker. First he went up the underscore of the shaft and then stopped at the head and went around it in circles. He would always poke his tongue into my tiny hole trying to get a little drip of golden nectar. He then proceeded back down the shaft this time on the topside. When he got to my bush he not only stop there but he buried his nose deep in it and made sure to lick every hair as dry as a bone. Again I was ready to blow and again he stopped it from happening. I was really getting pissed off at this point because I really needed to cum and he knew it. I told him, enough is enough, and I needed to cum. My balls felt like they were going to explode and that I would be Cumming out of my balls rather than my dick. I finally convinced him that enough was enough. He lowered his mouth over my shaft and began to bob up and down for all he was worth. With his hand he gently began to massage my thighs. With his other hand he then massaged my nuts in a very gentle but very firm grip. He worked them left to right and up to down. That was all I could take. The volcano was going to erupt.Boy, did it ever erupt! It shot the back of his throat so hard he began to cough but he would not take his mouth away because he wanted every drop I had. He continued to massage my nuts while he was still bobbing up and down. This made the orgasm more intense. I kept Cumming and Cumming, wave after wave. Unlike most males my legs began to shake uncontrollably because of my cerebral palsy. It is a spastic reaction on the muscles if they are overexerted. Mine were definitely overexerted. Then when he finally did remove his mouth, he then proceeded to gently stroke my still hard dick from the bottom up and he licked the tip every time to get every drop. I knew it was getting late and that his mother would be getting home soon. So I tried to pull up my pants still with a bulging hard on. I know it may sound ridiculous but in those days my dick would stay hard for hours on end. I only wish I had that ability today. As I pulled out of the drive and started down the road I could see his mother's car coming in from the opposite way and pulling into the drive. She had no idea I was there and I know he would not tell her. I think she knew that her son liked to suck a lot of dick and so it was best that she did not know who it was or when it was. I turned on the radio in the car and found to my surprise and found that it was only a little past 4:30 in the afternoon. I was quite hungry so I pulled into a White Castle place and picked up a sack of burgers and devoured them in the parking lot. As unbelievable as it sounds I was still hornier than hell.I did not want to jack myself off but I did want to cum. So I thought I would try my luck on another friend who only lived a short distance away. I learned a long time ago that Ray, the friend that I was going to visit, was one-shot wonder. He would do anything you wanted sexually but after he came it was Good Night, Irene! As I knocked on his door he peeked through the curtain and then reluctantly cracked the door open a little bit. He said, "How the hell did you get here?" I made light of this question by saying well, you see, I got in my car, I turned the key, I put the car in Drive…He said OK, Wise Ass, cut out the funny stuff. What the hell do you want? I said, what do you think I want, Chinese takeout? I want a blowjob you silly ass. He said well, I don't have any time for that today. I have to be at a meeting by seven tonight. I said well, it's only about 5:15 and you look like you're ready for some fun. He had nothing on but a towel wrapped around him and a semi erect dick peeping through the folds of the towel. I said are you going to let me stand out here all day or can I come in? Reluctantly he opened the door and walked away only to drop the towel off on his chair. He said you know I can't do it now. It always wears me out and I have to sleep afterwards. I said I know but I'm horny as hell. I started to pull down my pants because I knew when he saw my dick that was all she wrote. He would never say no once he saw a good hard on in front of him. I had no trouble getting a hard on because he was standing there naked. As predicted, once I dropped my drawers, his mouth began to water and his eyes began to bulge. I had him hooked and now I was going to reel in this fish.I quickly got undressed so he would not have time to change his mind. Ray was six years older than me and had a much milder form of cerebral palsy. But Ray was really heavy into the gay lifestyle (note: we called it homo back then). But we never considered ourselves as being Gay just BI sexual because we all liked Pussy just as much but could never get any of it back then. We went to his bedroom and he laid me face down on his bed and then gave me his usual tongue bath. From head to toe and every nook and cranny his tongue did not miss a beat. I especially went crazy when he started to put his tongue up my asshole. Deeper and deeper it went until I could take no more.He turned me over and now I was lying on my back. He then went right for the dick. He began to massage and suck it at a very fast pace. I yelled out, hey, slow down a little bit. He said I don't have all day, I told you I've got to get out of here. As he looked at my dick he asked me how many times did I cum today. He knew by the redness that I had been very busy.I told him this is my fourth time. He said, "You're shitting me." I said, no, I am not and I am ready to cum any minute you want me to. He said, go for it. I needed no more prodding than that. As he kept stroking my dick faster and faster up and down I spurted all over. He was a little pissed off because I didn't tell him exactly when I was ready and he wanted to have his mouth over it.He loved to drink down cum and he told me many times of all the guys he had sex with I had the sweetest tasting cum. So waste not, want not, he went to work licking it all up. He said, boy there wasn't much here, was there? I said, well, it was Number Four, what did you expect? He said, "I expect a lot more from you." You come over here and get me all worked up and then you only deliver only a couple of drops. You know how much I like drinking it. Can you make me any more? I said No problem at all and he started to stroke my dick. It was still hard as always but it was red as a beet. I told him to go and get the Vaseline or I could not continue. He did not have to go far. He just reached under his bed and pulled out a jar. He said here, stop and let me take over. As I said, I don't have all day. He lubed me up really good and massaged the hell out of me for what seemed like hours. I yelled out, it's going to cum, it's going to cum now! This time he did not delay and immediately put his mouth over my oil well. He made sure that he was going to cap this wild fire. After sucking down every drop he said, "well, that's it, you're out of here!" I said, my thanks and got back in my car only to find out that it was only 6:45 PM. I could not believe how slowly the time was going. When I am on the air at the radio station you barely have time to breathe and the next hour is upon you. But when you are just Cumming away the afternoon the time does not move as fast.I was sitting at a traffic light waiting for it to change when I noticed I was a little bit low on gas. In those days there was a gas station on all four corners of any major intersection at mile intervals. The only decision to make was who had the lowest price. So believe it or not I turned around because the station on my right side wanted 19 cents a gallon while the station behind me only wanted 17 cents a gallon. How many of us now wish we could debate over two cents in a price difference? Nevertheless, back then we did and I pulled up and said give me $2.00 worth. That filled up my tank and not only that one guy wiped my windows while another guy checked my oil and air pressure on the tires. Boy, what has happened? As I was sitting there it brought back a memory of a time that I introduced another guy into mutual masturbation. It was at the gas station where I told him to go get some paper towels to wipe up our wads. I thought, hell, I'm only a few miles away so why not try a Triple Crown? I knew I could still cum some more. That wouldn't be a problem and I knew he was always home on Friday. I also knew that his parents went out on their yacht every Friday night or to the yacht club and spent the weekend there so no one would be home except him or his sister. She usually spent the night at a friend's house or having sex with her brother (but that's still another story). As I knocked on the door I saw that the house was dark but that was usual because Mike's room was downstairs. I heard him run up the steps and peek out the window before he opened the door. I knew why this was. It was because he was always naked when he was at home alone.He said hurry up, come in, and sure enough there he was in his all and all with a gorgeous cock staring me right in the face. Now this guy had what I call a cock. It's the kind that makes almost every guy envious. It hung over eight inches when it was soft and when it got hard it was well over eleven inches long. However, it was the skinniest dick that I ever saw at about half the diameter of my 1 and ¾ inches. Furthermore he had really no balls to speak about for that size of dick. On the other hand, while I only had six inches, I have massive balls for the size of the dick. I guess that's why I can cum so damn much. I must have an extra reservoir or something. He said how's it going and asked me if I wanted some pizza that he had just gotten delivered. I accepted the offer while he began to undress me. As usual he put my clothes downstairs in a neat pile and then ran back upstairs and proceeded to rub his big dick against my dick so they would both get hard. Once we were like rocks each of us stroked each other's until we started to cum all over us. We both liked to take the cum and rub it around our balls and dick so that we could do it again. This of course worked for a while until it started to dry out. At that point we went to the shower and lathered each other up with soap. He wondered why my dick wasn't as hard as it usually was. Well, I guess I told him that this was going to be my seventh cum. He said go get real. No way! I said, yes, way. And you know I can do it. He said, "Yeah, let's not get into that story." (That's another story to be told at another time.)I told him let's get on it and get some baby oil or Vaseline because I'm getting red raw. We went back downstairs to his bedroom and both got on his bed. He started applying lubricant to my hard dick. It felt very soft and smooth and he made sure to do it as gently as possible. Now this is nothing unusual unless you really knew the guy well. Usually his idea of beating meat was to use his dick as a weed whacker. I did not know he could be so gentle. I closed my eyes and fall asleep. After all it was going on 10:00 at night and after getting up at 4:45 in the morning and Cumming seven times I guess even a 17-year-old gets tired.I was awakened what I thought was a long time but was really a short time later. I found myself erupting all over Mike's hands and mouth. It was wonderful, very relaxing and so soothing. It was nothing at all like my usual intense orgasms. My cum just seemed to ooze out of my dick in gentle pulses. He grabbed some tissue and started to wipe it up. He really wasn't a cum guzzler but now and then he didn't mind a drop or two to wash his tonsils. However, this was not the time. I asked him if he wanted me to blow him or whack him off. He said well, actually, you look all worn out. I said, well, actually I am. He said I do have a request however, if you don't mind. He said we had never done it before so I hope you don't think I'm some kind of queer. I said go on with some hesitation in my voice. He said what I really want to do is sit on top of you and masturbate both of our dicks together and then shoot my load all over you.I said, what the hell, why not? I thought, it wouldn't be the first time I had this done today, would it? He went to get this time more Vaseline and the baby oil. He put a towel under my ass so it wouldn't drip all over the sheet. I thought that was overkill but after I saw what he had in mind I was worried that it would not be enough protection.He reached into the pound jar of Vaseline and grabbed out half the jar of Vaseline. I said what the hell are you doing? That is way too much. He said, check this out. I found out a new way to do it, you won't believe it. He smeared the Vaseline all over his dick and balls and then all over mine. We were drowning in Vaseline but if that wasn't enough he then opened up the baby oil and poured it like he was watering the grass on the lawn. It went everywhere. Our bellies were so shiny if you aimed a light at them you would have gotten blinded. He then took both of our dicks in both of his hands and stroked them up and down very slowly. Again this was the exact opposite of his normal behavior pattern. He started to lean more and more forward and then only use the rhythm of his hips to fuck both of our dicks. He started to speed up and I knew he was getting ready to cum. By now he had fully stretched out on top of me and was fucking me like a woman. We had so much lube between us that it was no trouble at all to achieve this type of action. Then he started to quiver and I could feel his lava flowing. His dick was so long that the tip of it was already at my chest. The first wave hit me in the face. He buried his head on my neck and began to kiss my neck while he continued to pump away. I could not believe that wave after wave of cum came out of his gigantic cock. It was an immense load. Most of it got on my face and chest. I shut my eyes so none would get in them and then he did something that shocked me. He began to kiss and lick my face where all the cum was. I was really in shock that he was so passionate because he never showed any signs of this in the past. He was thought of as a ladies' man. While his personality did not turn on any women, the horsemeat in his pants certainly did.I was nearing another cum myself and he got up and started to stroke me over and over until I finally exploded. I warned him it was Cumming but instead of moving away from it he moved his face right to the tip of his penis and let my wad cover his face.Again, I was totally in shock because the first time this happened over a year ago he was totally outraged and cussed me up and down and almost knocked my ass out. Now he wanted to take a bath in my wad. Go figure! But it was hard to deny him this pleasure. We got into the shower again and then I got dressed. Somehow, some way I managed to drive myself home and get into my room. I put on the TV and again was pleasantly surprised to see that it had just turned midnight and the Midnight Special was just coming on TV. Remember that show? Boy that was great show with the Wolf Man Jack. Well, my mother had left my dinner in the oven so I decided to put on my reel-to-reel recorder and recorded the show while I ate my dinner.I got undressed and was watching this show with all the great looking Babes shaking their boobies on the screen and the old dickaroo started to get hard again. I myself was more than worn out but my dick had other plans for me. It kept throbbing and throbbing to the beat of the music. The more they would shake their tits and ass the harder it got. I decided why fight the feeling and opened up some magazines I had with pictures of people fucking and started to beat off to the pictures and the women on the TV show. Sure enough, Old Faithful came in again at Number 9, but then it was another calendar day but it was still in the same 24-hour period. I shut the TV off after 2:00 A.M. when the station signed off. That will show you how old I am. Yes TV stations did sign off and you only had three networks, one PBS, one independent UHF station and one Canadian station because we lived by the border of Canada. I can tell you by 2 A.M. on a Saturday morning there weren't anything on TV except snow. It's hard to believe that now with the hundreds of channels I have at my fingertips. No wonder we had so much time to jack off. There was nothing to watch on TV!I crawled under my covers and before I could even pull the covers all the way up I was out like a light. What A Day To Remember! Please feel free to email me and tell me how did you enjoy or not enjoy the story. I want to also thank my wife Lora for typing most of this in for me.

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