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by ray87@hotmail.com When I was beginning my masturbatory journey somewhere between the age between nine and eleven, condoms were exotically and universally called rubbers and the brand of choice was Trojans. Unless you found a service station men’s room that had a dispenser, they were much harder to buy then than now. In the small town where I grew up, you had to ask for them by name at the one and only drug store where they were kept in drawers behind the pharmacist’s counter. More than one high school age guy, needing to equip himself prior to a “sure thing” Friday night date had to play an embarrassing game of twenty questions before the pharmacist would part with a package of Trojans. The difficulty in getting them only added to their allure and that ranked right up there with getting a full growth of crotch hair, a driver’s license and your first piece of pussy. My regular JO buddies, usually three or four guys about my age, liked nothing more than going out on a Saturday morning to an area just outside of town where we knew the high school boys, especially the jocks, took their dates after the Friday night football, basketball or baseball game. We knew about this place because my best friend’s older brother, Stuart, who was a major high school jock, had not only told us about it, he had described in graphic detail what went on in the back seats of cars in this dark and secluded patch of woods just off a isolated country road. Stuart had also taught us how to beat our meat. Almost without fail, we would find three, four, sometimes five or six, stretched out, limp, cum-filled Trojans on the ground or hanging from the bushes where they had been tossed by horny jocks who had been fucking pussy the night before. Since we knew from Stuart who the regulars were, we spent considerable time trying to figure out which rubber belonged to which jock and which high school girl he’d had his cock in. We also marveled at the length of the cum filled sheaths and wondered if our still-developing cocks would ever be big enough to fill one and when would we begin shooting big boy loads of that precious juice. Of course, we had instant hard-ons and it wasn’t long before our jeans and shorts were around our ankles and we were stroking our cocks, most of us we uncut, and talking about what it would be like when we could put on a rubber and fuck pussy in the back seat of a car. After we did some serious solo stroking, all the while checking out each other’s cocks, we’d play the time honored game of “I’ll do you, if you’ll do me” and paired off with our favorite stroker-buddy. We were in various stages of development and our cocks ranged from “beginner” to the “starting to grow stage” and organisms went from dry to a few thin drops of boy juice. At that age there was virtually no limit on the times we could “cum” and before we were finished each guy had paired off three or four times. We were all desperate to know what having a rubber on your cock felt like and Stuart, always willing to be helpful, came to our rescue. He took us to a place where the high school guys went to drink beer and camp out. He took a Trojan out of his wallet, tore open the foil packet with his teeth, pulled down his jeans and shorts, told us to come close so that we could see everything and positioned the rubber on the head of his fat, uncut cock. At first he had trouble getting it over the head. Then slowly he began to roll it down all eight inches of his shaft until the open end disappeared into his thick patch of black public hair. We could see the veins in his cock, which looked like small pieces of bulging rope, outline against the stretched and transparent white of the Trojan. Then he handed each of us a Trojan and told us to do exactly as he had done. The rubbers were bigger than out cocks and none of us had the slightest problem sliding them on. However, that didn’t matter. The smell of the lubricant and the feel of latex against cock skin was enough to make us almost “cum” without a single stroke. While we watched, Stuart gave his fat cock a few gently strokes, he said he was milking his dick, and the tip of the rubber filled up with big drops of clear pre-cum. Then he massaged the rubber so the pre-cum coated his shaft and a little of it leaked out the bottom and make his crotch hair glisten wet in the sun. “Do it just like I’m doing it” he said as he spread his muscular legs, leaned back and began to stroke his cock slowly and then faster and faster. The only sounds were groans, panting and lubricant, latex and pre-cum squishing against hard cocks. Stuart began to thrust his hairy ass, then moaned, rolled his eyes back and filled the tip and then the entire rubber with what looked like a massive amount of white cum. Within seconds the rest of us had also “cum.” Jerkin’ off into a condom is still my favorite way of blowing off a load. I like to put on a video where a guy is rolling a condom down his shaft. It doesn’t matter if the video is straight, Bi or gay just as long as a condom is involved. If I begin to juice up immediately with pre-cum, I put on a non-lubricated condom and began to massage my cock just way I remember Stuart doing it. After all these years, I can still see Stuart filling up the tip of his condom just like it was yesterday. When I’ve filled the tip, I massage that slippery juice down my shaft, let some of it wet my crotch hair and get myself really hot by smelling and then licking my sticky fingers. Other times, I put a generous gob of KY Jelly inside the condom before slipping it on. While this isn’t as good as a load of pre-cum it’s pretty damn good especially when it heats up after a few hard, fast strokes. Either way it makes me really hot and horny and it doesn’t take but a few minutes before I blow a massive load into the condom. I always stay hard and settle down to some serious strokin’ while I beat off a second, sometimes third, load into the cum-filled condom. If I do this just before going to sleep, I roll off the condom, tie the end loosely and put it on my bedside table. Without fail the sight of the stretched out, cum-filled condom gets me hot and horny the next morning and I stretched the used rubber over my stiff cock and beat another couple of loads into it. Cum is the best and most exotic, erotic lub there is. Sometimes, I’ll put it into a plastic bag and keep it in the freezer until the next JO session. The third, fourth or fifth time I use it is always the best since there is so much cum inside the condom that when I stretch it over my hard cock the cum runs down the shaft, completely saturates my crotch hair, rolls down my thighs and coats my balls. I would like to heard from other guys who get off into beating off into a condom.

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