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THE EXHIBITIONIST JACK OFF SHOW

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by siryanksalot

This is a true story.
Back in 1982, when I was 36, I was corresponding with several men. One was a man from Dallas. After several letter exhanges I made mention that I enjoyed masturbating. This seemed to pique my friend's curiosity and he wanted more details about my interest in jack-off. Revealing the intimacies of my very private life to this man whom I had not met in person titillated me. When I sealed his letter I noticed that I had a very stiff boner in my pants. The information I gave him only spurred him to ask even more personal questions, which I again answered. Again, writing the letter gave me a big hard-on.
Then he wrote again and said that he was planning a trip to visit his sister and would swing by, if I wanted him to, and meet me in person. Towards the close of the letter he shyly asked me if I would give consideration to masturbate in front of him "to completion." I knew then that he was a 'bona fide' masturbator like I was and loved seeing dicks handled with great care and love.
At that time I kept my masturbation practice pretty much to myself, even going so far as to say that I was ashamed to tell anyone that I did it. The idea of openly jacking-off in front of a guy I hardly knew was somewhat frightening. I was not ashamed to show him my goodlooking cock and large, hairy balls, but had a fear that I would freeze up and be unable to get a hard-on, much less to stroke it off. I had to think about it a few days but ultimately decided to give it a try. I wrote him that I could not promise him I could go through with it, but I'd give it my best shot.
He was very punctual, arriving within only a few minutes of estimated arrival. When I opened the door I saw a nice-looking guy, maybe in his late 30's, dressed neatly in casual clothes. I noticed that his black chest hair was visible just above his low-cut shirt and that he had hairy arms. From that I deducted that he also probably had a very hairy crotch, too, and maybe a stream of hair coursing through his ass crack.
We formally introduced and sat down in my living room to get better acquainted. He seemed easy to talk with and I felt comfortable in his presence. We discussed Dallas, the weather, and other subjects with no mention of sex or why he had come. The time we were talking we were sizing each other up. I remember thinking that in a short time I would be naked and jacking-off in front of him.
After nearly thirty minutes of introductions he glanced at his watch and I knew he was watching the time. He asked if I still was game to do what he had asked in his letter. I responded by standing up beside my chair and rubbing my crotch. He smiled and settled back in his seat to watch the show. I rubbed myself until an outline of my stiffening cock began to become visible through the fabric of my jeans. When I was fully hard I slid my hand down inside my pants to feel of myself, sliding my fingers through my coarse pubic hair, grasping the base of my steely hard shaft and reaching further down to handle my large hairy hangers. I played with myself inside my pants for about five minutes, turning myself on.
I slowly began to strip beginning with my shirt. Little by little my clothing began to come off and accumulate over the sofa arm.
I was down to my white briefs which strained to confine my raging hard-on inside them. Dark brown pubic hairs gushed from the shorts leg openings and the force of the erection caused the briefs to push back away from my belly, like a pole supporting a tent.
Again, my hand slid down inside my briefs feeling all over my mature manhood in all my most intimate places. He sat there taking it all in.
I stepped forward and gave him the honors of removing my last garment. He first felt of my bone and balls through my briefs, then tucked his thumbs under the elastic waistband and tugged them down to my ankles. I stepped buck naked from them and stood in front of him with my erection pointing right at his face. My cock was so hard that it was throbbing and beginning to ooze clear pre-cum juices.
I encouraged him to give my crotch a good feel and looked down to see his hands busy exploring between my spread legs fondling my large cum-filled balls, squeezing on the hard leaking shaft and rubbing a hand through my wiry bush.
"Show me your asshole," he said in a low husky voice. I turned around, bent over, pulled my cheeks apart and let him feast his eyes on my hairy puckered hole.
I turned back around, grasped my shaft and began stroking it. By then I noticed that there was a thick bulge in his pants and seeing his boner only made mine harder. I masturbated in various poses in front of him, really getting into it. I could tell I had him all hot 'n bothered and it only made me hotter.
Anxious to see his hard meat I suggested that he "get comfortable" and he began to strip. Soon he was as naked as me. A magnificent seven-incher poked out of a wiry nest of tangled pubic hair, drooling pre-cum juices. I sat beside him on the sofa and he let me fondle and kiss on his drooling prick and hairy balls.
Then I started masturbating him. He was so hot that it did not take long. He let out a low groan and his cock exploded in my hand blasting wads of cum down over my hand that dripped in gooey wads into his bush below. Using his cream as a lube, I slathered it all over my own cock and finished myself off mixing my sperm with his.
I have since had other exhibitionist j/o experiences but that first one was the best one!

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