Walking the Dog

Walking the Dog by Anonymous Last week I decided to take our dog for a walk along an old dirt road inthe hills outside of town. She needed the exercise and so did I. Ibrought the neighbor's dog too so they'd both run around. The sun wasout and while there was some snow on the ground it eventually got quitewarm. I was wearing synchilla pile sweatpants and boxers which after abit of walking started to rub the tip of my dick. You know the feeling,guys, where the friction is just right and your dick isn't hard so itsways around and gives you just the right amount of stimulation? Man, Iwas getting hot. I reached in and fondled my now half-hard cock. No stroking, justfondling. I love when the feeling in your dick is heightened, so thatjust touching it softly feels great. I admired the head on it, purpleand swollen in the sun. Still half-hard, I lightly stroked the headwith my thumb and index finger of my left hand. I'm right-handed butfor some reason when I use my left hand I can disassociate myself frommy stroking, as if I'm stroking another man's cock and he's strokingmine. Well, that's what my thoughts turned too: stroking with another guy. Iimagined being out there in the back-40 with our cocks out in the sun,having a leisurely stroke. And leisurely I was because no one wasaround and I was in no hurry to end my fun! By now, pre-cum was leakingout the head which I used with my index finger to rub the underside ofthe head, which usually creates more pre-cum, which I use with myfinger..... well you get the picture. by now the head of my dick was TOTALLY covered in pre-cum. It fairlyglistened in the sun and the sight of it was awesome and I wishedsomeone was there to admire it too. I returned to using the thumb andindex finger and by now my balls were just on fire! I was totallyrelaxed, but every once in a while I would stop stroking and flex mydick to push up more pre-cum. I wanted to just start wailing on my dickbut patiently held back. For a while, that is. By now I let myself moan loudly, which got mehotter (by now the dogs are thinking, "Huh?"). I imagined watching astroking buddy doing the same. I was so fired up now I really wanted toshoot. I used my whole left fist, "Classic" style, lightly stroking theentire length of the 7" shaft. I felt the wave of orgasm approachingand as it did I forced blood into the top of my dick (kinda like you'retrying to force out a turd, actually- a gross thought but if you don'thave to go #2 its an excellent technique for the finale!) and itstarted. First, a fist full of precum (a new porn movie?) poured out. Then, mydick pulsed. Hard. With the second pulse I admired a thick rope of cumlaunching out of my raging cock. Same with the third. Not muchdistance but, man, copious amounts! By now I was doubled over, pumpingthe last drops out onto the mud and snow. When I was done, I lookedaround to see if anyone was watching, because for the last few minutesthere could have been an army there and I wouldn't have noticed. No onewas there. But at least you, Masturbationpage Readers, were therethrough my retelling of my wild fun!