I spent weeks and weeks in a hospital bed this summer. Sexual frustration set in. I didn't usually have the privacy to jerk off ; hospitals and privacy just don't congrue.
One night I was lying around browsing through my memory, when I thought about my old bdsm playmate Lizzie Rock and how much she used to enjoy beating on my balls. In a fit of horny nostalgia I made a fist and gave myself a good sound rap in the jewels. Hmmm...not bad. I did it again. Then again and again. At about the 20th smack I was sporting a good boner and pretty much good to go.
Lizzie was a Black Belt in martial arts and knew precisely how hard to thump me without causing damage. The last time we practiced balls busting I got so motivated that I shot cum clear across the bedroom and all over the opposite wall. Well worth the temporary discomfort. Just one of those little things that you can do for yourself, to yourself ;-).
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