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Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: hotnipples Posted on: 16 Sep 2004 1 comments
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Masturbation is a part of my life, a special, private world that i enjoy; now i'm sharing it.A drop of precum appears within a couple of minutes of entering the chat room. Never fails, just clicking on chat makes me hard; my cock swells and pushes at it's skin, and, ready for what's next, a coating of precum wets the tender tip. I don't know the face of one chat buddy, but I know that his cock is about seven inches, a little bigger than mine, that he has curly red pubic hair that spreads over his thighs, that his balls are the size of a tennis ball, and become stiff when he's aroused, and I made him cum when I told him, at just the right time, to squeeze them. I imagine that the head of his penis is as much pink as blue, and is soft and puffy. I imagine our tips rubbing together. He came when I told him that. Then I came, too. We like to take our time, and then a little comment puts us over the edge to a blissful orgasm.I'm not attracted to guys in my day to day life, but when I close my eyes to masturbate, I often think of other guys cocks, and think of them masturbating or making love to women. One night my buddy, too, said he got hard thinking of me, of my cock, of our hot sessions together, and told me exactly what he saw in his mind, talking dirty until could not hold back my cum and stopped typing anything but yes, and oh, and yeah and he knew that I was cuming.Masturbation has always been a big part of my life. Not just that I've done it a lot, but it's been a big part of my emotional life, another world that I visit happily and often, like a special room. I discovered Solo about four years ago, and visited the site regularly; sometimes daily, or sometimes monthly, but part of me was always there. As big a part of my life jacking might be, I've usually been shy about sharing it, "in public". I've jacked with other guys (and gals), and done my share of initiations, but it always seemed to me that it was something very private that only I was doing--like other people don't masturbate (and you shouldn't talk to them about it).I "peeked" at Solo a few times, then more and more, and finally began sending in contributions, anonymously. I enjoyed solo for three years before I thought about visiting Whispering Lily. I had to admit, I was hooked. I thought I joined for the stories, but really it's a community. I liked the people at WL, and gradually came to realized that these were my people, my masturbating family, and I could feel at home here. It seemed natural to be among so many people who love masturbation, who love to visit that special place, and who will share it with others.I was at WL for months before I entered the chat room. A couple of times I peeked to see who was there, but I was very nervous about entering. Every time I thought about joining a chat, the warm and friendly Whispering Lily family suddenly turned to weird strangers--how could I talk about anything so, so...personal? But some of the people are really cool and I wanted to meet them, and, well, I just might like cyberbation with these particular strangers. So I stepped gingerly into chat, open to adventure..It was friendly and really normal. The folks were nice and welcoming--and safe. I felt suddenly liberated in a way I hadn't expected. It was SO great to talk about masturbation--it was fun to even say the word. It didn't matter these might be strangers, "masturbation" has a special ring in all of our ears! I loved talking with everyone.Now, most people in the chat are there to get off, one way or another and after I got over my first nervousness I thought "Yeaaaah!" WANK IT! I'd always wanted to be a slut, a sex crazed easy fuck, and I wanted to jerk off in every way possible. When I was fourteen I spent a boring summer with my dad, the great Masturbation Summer. With nothing to do all day, I stroked and poked and slimmed in every way I could think of, all day long. In secret. Afraid my dad would find out. Now was the chance to do the same perversions and to enjoy them with others! What could be better?The first weekend that came along, I decided to spend the whole time in the Chat, and "do it" with whoever came along. Wow! I won't bore you with all the thrills--some of you were there with me. It was really wild. And I enjoyed being a really nice slut!I have to admit I got a little tired and worn out--my cock was hard almost non-stop. But it was wild and fun and very, very interesting. In a week or so I quieted down and met some of the really great people at WL, especially some of the gals. The gals here are really great! The wild times became hot times and the sex was satisfying.Then disaster struck: I lost my laptop. I was just about to leave for the third world, anyway, so I didn't replace it until yesterday. It's been a couple of months, and though I didn't miss WL while I was traveling, once I hit the States again...I couldn't wait. I must have been shaking when the boy handed me the box with the laptop; and within an hour I was home on line, searching for Lily.It's nice to be back. The last day I've hung in chat and said hello, and celebrated my return with several shared orgasms, and some just plain good talk. It's nice to be back. While the chat's been empty, I've started writing a couple of stories I want to share. It doesn't seem like it, but I'm really busy now with work, and I'll probably not be in chat quite so much--or shouldn't be. But if any of you have enjoyed my stories and want to talk, I'd love to hear from you--if you don't see me in chat, drop me a note and we'll get together. Don't be shy--in fact, if you're shy I'll probably really like you.