Male masturbation is insane - Blue collar worker came home

This happened in September last year. After many hours of working outside my body was dirty and sweaty but at the same time I felt dangerously excited. In this situation there was only one way out for me - quickly took off all my clothes, sat down in my favorite armchair, and began to masturbate.

It was really a great session with my nasty hairy penis. I used all of my wild imagination and some of my best masturbation techniques to ascend to the heights of delight. Sometimes my naked show was funny - well, the human penis can be a musical instrument, sometimes very brutal - yeah, I like it when my penis hurts during and after rough play, but sometimes things went classic - in the way each of us likes. If you're asking about the frequency of my movements, it was mostly very hard - with heavy long strokes and without mercy, but from time to time for a while also gentle - with sensitivity and care for my tired cock.

It turned out that this session was not only a good opportunity to have fun and relieve my tension, but also to recall past events, think more about the penis and man's body in general, and analyze some situations in my life more deeply with a view to future sexual activities. I think I also discovered one of the reasons why rough blue collar men can be the horniest guys in the world.

I will be pleased if you let me experience it again, step by step, in your company. Check out how I did it at the time and what exactly I was thinking about.

Intense post-work masturbation. That's what I needed​

That afternoon I returned home after spending the day in the garden. My muscles were still tense from hours of work, and my skin bore the marks of the hard hedge branches. The sweat on my body dried up, but I still felt the pleasant warmth of the summer sun on my tanned forearms and neck. I was also horny - very horny, because manual labor has always triggered hidden lusts in me. But then I could already feel that way because everything I had planned was ready, so I could relax and take care of my desire.

Masturbation was the best option at that time as the most accessible and preferred prize after a productive day. Except that my penis couldn’t wait any longer. Blood flowed more and more intensely into my shaft and at one point broke through the elastic of my briefs demanding total release. I felt that because of the excitement I was ready to fuck the first person I met whether they would like it or not, and I couldn't let that happen. Masturbation was a good solution to quench my wild and unacceptable in society urges.

I quickly stripped naked and forgot about my work clothes on the floor. I slid confidently and patiently into the chair as if I were getting into bed with a newly met person after a first date, and spread my legs wide enough for my full hairy balls to lie completely free. I didn't feel any shame or embarrassment.


Before I put my hands on my cock I proudly looked down at my male body and reminded myself that it was made not only for hard work, but also, and perhaps most importantly, for a good fuck.

I have big feet, shapely calves, strong thighs, narrow hips, a strong stomach, well-defined pecs, broad shoulders and strong arms - in other words, everything I need to satisfy myself and the people around me. And then there's the penis. A hard, fully hairy penis with overgrown hairy testicles that produce sperm which every time should be used for reproduction. However, my penis is just one of the tools I've been given at my disposal. It's very important, but not the only one, because I have a mind of my own, too. This part makes me care about other people and my surroundings, but when necessary, it allows me to think about the filthiest things and easily lose myself in masturbatory or copulatory frenzy when I want.

1. Beater and Bass Drum​

'I'm hard and ready' I thought, looking down at my crotch. However, to be fully sure, I pressed my thumbs against the base of my penis and began to push the shaft back and forth, setting it in a swinging motion and making it beat rhythmically against my abs. After the first few strokes, my shaft felt as hard as a stick and my glans, still dry, bravely endured every bump on my abs. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth - a motion as natural to every man as breathing. I could go on forever.


At one point this technique reminded me about drums. As a youngster, I had a drum kit and I especially enjoyed playing on the bass drum, which is used to create rhythm and emphasis pulsation in music. It was the same with the penis and belly, but being an innocent guy, I didn’t know that the sounds I make relate so well to the sexual life of man and I could create a similar instrument on my body. I didn't know that my erected penis could be like a beater and hit my belly to the rhythm of intense masturbation or sex.

Men have different bass drums. Mine was quite muscular and produced shorter tones. However, I thought that with bigger and fatter bellies, the sound might more closely resemble what I remember from playing the drums. It’s possible. Maybe my belly would be different someday; fatter when I'm older. Then, when I hit my drumstick again, the sound would be different.

I must admit that I often masturbate in this way, I like it, and whenever I see a bass drum on a concert stage, I think of my penis and its reproductive functions, and it always boosts my sex drive. That's why it's especially hard for me to say no if someone offers me a quick play in the bushes behind the stage and sometimes I just have to jerk off in the toilet to enjoy music more fully again. So, a bass drum as a trigger for wild urges? Yes, in my case that's exactly how it works and my cock loves it.

2. Crane Grabber​

Big boys like big toys. Big muscles, big boobs, big asses, and especially big cocks that can be inserted into tiny holes. There's something about it, especially when I look at my erect member. Yes, that day I had the feeling that my penis was so swollen and gigantic that it could only be stimulated by steel hydraulic grippers. This time, it was truly impressive and required substantial tools for men.

Inspired by the view, I grabbed my balls with my dominant hand and pressed them against the seat of the chair to stabilize the shaft. I raised my other hand above my penis and arranged my fingers in a grasping form. Then I pressed this hand with the inside of my palm against the pee hole and pinned the lower part of the shaft with my fingers, then pulled upward stimulating the skin around the glans. While pulling my hand upward, I took air into my lungs and let it out when the penis was free.


I wanted to scream with pleasure with every repetition. It was a pleasant and irritating feeling at the same time because the cock wanted more than brief but intense moments of stimulation in the most sensitive place. I felt as though I was penetrating a virgin again, into whom I could enter only a few centimeters and only for a moment, in hopes of gradually stretching the hole. At such a moment, you want to go deeper inside it right away due to the high sexual needs and greater experience, but you can't because you promised your new geeky girl met in the library to be careful, and you're a man of your word.

As I annoyed myself and my penis in this way, I could feel my desire growing with each passing moment. I felt like I could destroy any wall or barrier without asking for permission. I was like a naughty, explosive bully, temporarily bound by cultural conventions or like a proud lion that was recently trapped by poachers. If I were released into the wild, I could cause a lot of damage due to my excessive desire.

During this movement, the harder my nails dug into the skin of the upper part of the penis, the harder I felt the perfection of my penis, which pulsed after each release from the grip of my hand. I looked at it with agency, because the upper part of the penis is most beautiful in many ways and most sensitive.

3. Jealous Lover​

The longer I looked at my erect long cock, the more I thought about its past. About where I had put it so far to gain new experiences of human sexuality. I thought about my experiments with my penis and all those years spent just to please it. The crazy penetration techniques I invented during erections to have more fun, the holes I drilled during copulation, the bodies destroyed by my shaft and the places defiled by my awful cum, but also my rogue penis-centric behaviour in bed before I became a real man and a real partner for others in most enjoyable and sophisticated social game in the world.

I knew I was a DICK, and anyone could call me a DICK because of my DICK, and I knew that my dirty hairy manhood deserved a solid flogging from me and from any person who had met me with an erection in the past and had to experience all the associated unpleasantness.

To do this and suffer the deserved punishment, I placed my dominant hand between the inside of my thigh and my balls. I placed my thumb on my bush at the base of the shaft to stabilize the entire penis. Then, with the open palm of my other hand, I started hitting the shaft on both sides at the height of the glans with anger thinking about what my penis had done in the past.


The seat moved with every slap. They were strong strokes of jealous lover, charged with the energy of grief. I felt no anger or resentment toward anyone, but I felt a little embarrassed when I recalled my earlier actions - how sometimes I let myself get carried away by aggression during thrusts, how often I made a mess in someone's bodies and rooms, and how more than once I left the girls in beds without hope for anything, because I knew that only when we remained united in the wet embrace of our bodies, with my predatory but rubber-covered penis deep inside her pussy, could we be happy for a long time.

However, what I was doing in my own name and on behalf of others, all those painful slaps was not a punishment for me, it was pure pleasure and every damn guy like me who's a dick knows it best. My hairy penis knew that too. Besides, I still believed that not everything I did was completely wrong.

4. Monkey Boxer​

In general, the penis likes to be hit, to be beaten, and I know this from an early age. Even my classmates used to sing: “Beat your dick - until spills his cream - and make you weak” simulating masturbatory movements in the air and glorifying uninhibited male masturbation on the school courts, running right next to our overly prudish teachers. I did that too. I came home after class and beat it until I saw my sticky liquid of youthful shame spilled around me. I knew even then that the act of beating a cock can take many forms, including the literal one. Since I've been a grown man, the rule is simple. I won't punch another guy unless I have to, but I'll punch my penis for pleasure - many times.

When you’re naked and for years fully naturally hairy, less like a modern man, more like a wild man, then you know your primate needs better. But you are also more open to unconventional actions. So I let my penis lie freely on my abs and then immediately clenched the fists of my hands and began to hit the shaft like a boxer, monkey boxer in his natural clothing. My shaft deflected once to the left and once to the right with each stroke, and I couldn't decide which side gave me more pleasure because both were equally good. My thick pubic hair cushioned the friction at the base all the time, and it also gave me satisfaction.


I felt like an innocent youngster exulting in the fact that he has a penis between his legs and that it gives him a lot of joy every day, before finding out where he can use it and what consequences it can give him. Playing this way naked I was happy that my penis was always fully erect in the morning, whenever something nice happened to me, and whenever I felt like playing with it to make myself or someone else feel better. The frantic pounding of the shaft made me feel confident, but at the same time I saw that there were a lot of contradictions in this tool, and suddenly I began to punish him madly for it. I was no longer a youth and my pure joy gave way to sudden aggression for the second time, which had to find release.

My penis was hit with a fist because, in my thirty years of life, I had never decided whether or not I wanted to impregnate someone by it - which always made me nervous and made me different from most of my friends in my age. But also because of my all life indecision, my withdrawal to avoid strategic decisions and hiding my penis under a condom from people I should trust. My cock received blows because in the past I stopped being ashamed of it too late. But also because when I was a teenager, I was more turned on by penises and muscular bodies than other things that should excite me according to societal expectations. This meant that later on, I could never decide which gender I cared more about and when I was with a woman I thought of a man, and when I was with a man I thought of a woman. I also began to hate my penis for often being hard when it wasn't the right time, that the needs of my penis have interfered with grief over death and other difficult moments in my life. Regardless of the circumstances, I was able to masturbate under a blanket while sitting or sleeping next to other people. And also because I marked many places that didn’t belong to me with my semen. And many other things that I would rather forget.

Just like last time, my stick between my thighs took my powerful punches and still stood hard. I had the impression that it was even harder than before, because for this part of my body, only one sticky thing has always been really important and I understood that point of view. I really understood it well. But I never let my penis touch those things without a rubber - and that was the greatest punishment for him and for me.

5. Vaulting Pole​

Slightly tired from the earlier struggle with my penis, but freed from aggressive emotions, I thought that men are actually under a lot of pressure in the sexual sphere and find it more difficult to meet expectations. They have to be lucky to be blessed with a good penis and work hard to make sure it works well and brings joy to themselves and others. At a certain age, they also have to understand what it means to be a man in the full sense of the word and how to properly share with others what they have received for procreative, but also cultural and social purposes. This takes time, many years of experience and constant control, like an athlete, but even then it does not always bring the fully expected result.

However, to ensure that after fighting my phallus is still flexible and my glans is ready for more merciless blows, I grabbed the tip of my penis with my dominant hand and bent it to the left, holding the head of my penis firmly in my palms, while with my other hand I pulled the skin at the base to expose that part of the shaft and block the movement of the balls. Then I deformed the head of my penis with my fingers as much as possible, checking how durable this part had become after years of intensive use. When I loosened my grip at one point, the shaft sprang back in the opposite direction. Next, I grabbed it again in the same way and examined the head of my penis with my fingers, tilting the shaft to the right again.


It was a display of flexibility and endurance, similar to what I had seen a month earlier on the screen, when well-built athletes competed in the pole vault during the Olympic Games in Paris. The shaft is as flexible as a pole, because it has to adapt to the shape of the walls of the hole and any chosen position, no matter how complex, and before that it has to become hard and maintain its hardness. Not only to spread the labia to enter the vagina or spread the skin folds around the anus to mount someone from behind, but also to fill these places as best as possible.

When I go inside, under a layer of excitement and wild joy, I feel a lot of pressure and responsibility, perhaps the same as that felt by an athlete in the arena. But I also feel like an intruder because my penis is an attacker inside another person, because the original goal is to leave a part of myself inside for various purposes - to fertilize, but also to show dominance or to humiliate. My cock is there inside, just like a footballer on the opposite side of the pitch with the ball, whose goal is to score and achieve a favorable result for his team. Or a soldier armed and ready for anything during warfare on foreign soil, who, like the footballer, despite his preparations, does not know how the conflict in which he is involved will end, because sometimes even the most durable rubber on the penis can break at the moment of climax and allow the semen to flow into fertile soil on the most appropriate day for this.

No one said that a man's sex life has to be easy. But everyone knows that it is extremely enjoyable because of having a penis, even if protective measures will not prevent all potential problems.

6. War Catapult​

Tilting my penis to the left side is easy. That's because on a daily basis my dick is naturally curved to the left and feels good lying in my underwear on my left side. However, when I lay it on my right side, the sensation is different, less natural for my member. But this feature allows me to get extra pleasure when I jerk off my penis, especially when using my right non-dominant hand. Tilting it to the right side is more difficult, but gives a completely different sensation, so it's worth using.

With my non-dominant hand, I grabbed the head of the penis and quickly tilted the entire shaft to the right by nearly 90 degrees. At the same time, with my dominant hand, I positioned the balls in the opposite direction so that the entire penis was turned to the right. Then I let go of the shaft (that is, I let it slip from my fingers) and watched it tilt in the opposite direction without touching other parts of the body. When the cock bounced a few times, I grabbed it again by the glans and repeated this, holding the balls tightly to feel their weight and feel how the skin between the shaft and the balls worked under the pressure of the pendulum. This is a difficult and exhausting figure even for me, so don't try it at home!


I call it a war catapult because, in this position, any drop of precum on the top of the penis head can be shot out like a bullet in the opposite direction to where I release the shaft. In a way, this is a reference to ancient and medieval constructions, which certainly sometimes excite history enthusiasts like me, because after all, the penis is also a siege weapon with many uses - not only a catapult. You can shoot it from a distance with a precum, as a form of provocative fun before the main work, then ram the gate to break into the castle, capture it, and desecrate it with cum at the same time. And there's nothing strange or unnatural about it, as men have been doing it for centuries.

7. Wire Pulling​

Whenever I masturbate intensely for a long time, I always have the thought at the back of my mind that a hard penis can break, even though it is boneless. The penis is flexible and resilient, but certain techniques can put a strain on it. After demanding movements, such as the war catapult, it's beneficial to perform an action that returns the shaft to its natural position. One technique is a simple two-handed massage.

I placed my right hand at the base of the shaft near the balls and began to pull that hand toward the head of the penis. When it touched the glans, I placed my left hand at the base of the shaft and began to pull that hand upward in the same way. At that time, I placed my right hand back at the base and pulled upward again. I repeated this movement, alternating between my left and right hands, gently stroking the penis along its entire length. My thumbs, extended upward, indicated the direction of movement.


It was relaxing. I could feel all my male structure again and the penis was satisfied to be positioned in a more natural position. Examining the length reminded me that my shaft was not perfectly straight but slightly curved to the left. Other than that, I enjoyed its size and was satisfied that this rod was not designed to penetrate my insides, as it was possible that it would have entered me too deeply. At the same time, I was happy to know people who are ready to take my member and are not afraid of its hairy structure - because a happy man is when his cock is also accepted by others.

8. Banana Peel​

The human penis may be a thick copper wire, but it may also be a banana: a long, hard tropical fruit that must have its skin removed before it can be eaten. This is because a typical penis looks and works similarly: during an erection, the penis becomes long and hard, and the foreskin automatically or after manual stimulation slides from the glans to reveal its interior. My penis is also curved to the left, making it even more banana-like. I guess that's why I sometimes like to indulge in peeling this tropical fruit.

With the glans uncovered, I used the fingers of my dominant hand to grasp the skin below the corona of the glans and began to pull it up and down, alternately covering and exposing the head of the penis.


The feeling of the foreskin wrapping around my glans is always amazing, as this soft and flexible sheath perfectly wraps around every inch of the head. With every movement, it felt like I was getting an erection again and again, as my glans exposed and covered itself in a constant mode, pulling heavy balls behind it. At this point my penis really resembled the appearance of a banana.

9. Dancing Skin​

Over twenty years of intensive play with my penis has meant that for years my foreskin has automatically slid off during every erection and it is impossible for the glans to be hidden under the skin in this state. I should be proud of this because it is a mark of experience for an uncircumcised guy, but sometimes, I regret that my penis is not completely covered by the foreskin even when standing in full glory, because I have lost some of the sensations that defined my youngest years of conscious sex life. My glans, despite being covered for most of the day, has become resistant to various stimuli over the years. But to remind myself of past sensations I like to force the glans to be covered during erection with a simple technique.

I grabbed the skin of the penis just below the glans and pulled it up as high as possible, covering the entire glans. Then, without releasing the glans, I pulled the skin up and down. With each movement, the glans rubbed against the foreskin, gaining the lubrication needed for further play.


It is difficult to describe exactly what it feels like at over thirty years of age to have the glans under the skin during an erection. Paradoxically, when I do this, I feel I can explode faster and my stamina is lower than when I stimulate the glans with the foreskin open. My cock head trapped in an open pouch looks unusual, but it's not the appearance that's most important then, it's what I can feel with all the receptors in the foreskin. The height to which I can lift the sac is limited by the balls, which are always incredibly tight at the base of the penis.

10. Shaft Oiling​

The penis is the most complicated part of the male body. It has a reproductive and excretory function with a precise mechanism to switch functions as needed, but for me, above all, it is a source of constant pleasure. The penis contains many non-obvious elements and is one of the most innervated areas of the body, with thousands of nerve endings. Nothing demonstrates all the characteristics of the penis so well as slowly exposing and covering the entire shaft with the foreskin from the base to the glans.

I placed the thumbs and index fingers of both hands on the base of the penis, pulling the skin upwards to partially cover the glans. When a drop of precum flowed from the tip, I pulled the skin back down. I repeated this action several times to pump additional drops out of the urethra and lubricate the top of the penis with precum, without touching the glans with my hands.


I have watched with interest as my penis changes its state from closed to open and the form within my glans and the colour along the length of my shaft. Being very horny, I rarely pay attention to the details of the process involved in erection and exposing the foreskin, so during a longer masturbation as a break from cock strokes I sometimes do well to set the shaft in this motion to expose all its qualities. What's more, this technique always keeps my penis well lubricated and ready for a rough ride.

11. Fake Hole​

At some point during masturbation I get so hard that all I dream about is having someone sit on me and start riding me intensely. That afternoon I felt that moment quite quickly. The shaft was incredibly hard and resembled a thick tube of titanium, and the balls were full and heavy as if they were made of lead. Looking at it, I was already thinking only of rough fucking.

I formed my dominant left hand into a basket shape and placed it on the tip of my penis, touching my pee hole with the inside of my palm and clamping the tips of my fingers around the shaft. Then I began to move my hand up and down, imitating the penetration of a tight hole. My fingers touching the shaft tightly gave the impression of the walls of the vagina, and the impact of the inside of my hand against the glans imitated the impact of the penis against the entrance to the cervix.


The more the tip of the penis was moistened by the precum inside the fake hole, the better I could feel with all my senses what was happening inside my hand. This way of masturbation means that I don't need a masturbation toy, because everything I need I have with me all the time.

I was jerking off most intensely at the time. I always jack off most intensely when I do it that way and I always have the filthiest and most vulgar thoughts in my head then. I imagine a girl with big tits or a young boy sitting on my penis screaming like in a porno “Oh, yes, yes, mmm, you’re so big, oh, this dick is too deep, too deep”. And I see myself as a typical brown-haired sweaty bastard, the gunslinger, who just wants to have a good time at the expense of another person - a sex-addicted girl or a penis-thirsty guy with no regard for the consequences for me and others. Penetrate deeply and leave my filthy semen inside - “Accept the gift I offer from the barrel of my male gun” - and walk away with my half-hard dirty cock in my jeans, leaving a mess in a rented room. Yes, that's when I'm the worst guy, and all my strength and thoughts switch to fuck mode. The same thing is happening with my penis.

12. Pinch to Chill​

A man needs discipline to remember his duties and workout routines. He needs to be sturdy, and I think his penis needs to be sturdy too - especially when it's working most intensely with the inspiration of tight holes. A guy my age doesn't want to cum too quickly. Whether I've been masturbating for a long time or my penis has just entered a tight hole, I remember that it is a soldier that has long-distance work to do for me and others. Playing with fake holes and having dirty thoughts about nymphomaniac women or innocent young virgins is an easy way to ejaculate, even for an experienced masturbator like me.

Therefore, whenever I needed to concentrate and stop thinking about the release of sperm, I would place the index finger and thumb of my dominant hand at the base of my penis and pinch the skin with my fingernails, pulling the shaft towards my left thigh with a determined motion. Each time the penis returned to its place, it was more disciplined and ready to continue.


The slight pain I feel then brings your thoughts back to reality, calms the tension in my head, and minimizes the vibrations of an overly aroused penis. At the same time, it is even pleasant in its own way, and repeating the pinch several times completely minimizes the risk of ejaculation while maintaining full hardness. So if I have any ways to prolong the fun, this is one of them. However, there is one condition - to achieve this effect, the penis must be really hard and the skin on it must be as tight as possible. That's why it only works for me when I'm at my hardest.

13. Cock Shaker​

I'm not the biggest fan of blowjobs, I never initiate them because I don't like destroying someone's mouth with my dirty sexual organ, but sometimes I miss it because it's a pleasant part of foreplay and a good thing when you want to get back into the game after a short break after intense fucking. It's hard to simulate this during masturbation with only your hands at your disposal, so when I think of licking my shaft or loading my member into someone's wet mouth, I focus my attention on stimulating the upper part of the penis with my testicles tilted deep into my crotch.

With my non-dominant hand, I moved the balls further down towards my crotch so they wouldn't get in the way - as if I were moving my long pubic hair out of the way before putting my shaft in someone's mouth. Then, with my dominant hand, I form a basket with my fingers, which I place over the head of the penis, holding my fingers slightly below the crown. Then I moved my hand as if I were holding a blender and mixing some hard ingredients in the kitchen.


This is one of the oldest techniques I've used for very many years, as it engages my most sensitive parts of the penis. In the past, as a youngster, I would usually shake my penis in bed in this way, imagining someone handling my penis in their mouth in the morning or evening. It was such an important technique for me that my first and last naughty video shared publicly on xtube showed me doing it in my bed.

Sometimes I know who I'd like to ask to take my penis for blowjob. A few times it's my two favorite couriers from the two competing postal groups, who like to interrupt my masturbation and force me to open the door for them once again with a boner. But sometimes it's a random person I meet. Recently it was a young handsome guy in sweatpants whom I met on the platform at four in the morning when no one else was there. Stroking the head of my penis, I thought about how he would lick my glans before our train arrived and other people saw what he was doing to silence my morning wood. I didn't do it then, but I know that when I meet him there next time at that hour, he won't have any other choice.

14. Assistive Hand​

A classic penis fapping is the basis of any good session. I usually start with this, even if my penis is so hard that it doesn't need strengthening, because it's good to do a dozen or so standard male strokes before doing others, but not always. On this day, I reached for my penis in this way much later and not with my dominant hand to add variety to the movement.

I grabbed the penis with my non-dominant hand, tilting the shaft forward a dozen degrees, and began to jerk off in the most natural way for any man, trying not to knead my big balls too hard and at the same time not to stimulate the glans too much. I lifted my thumb up to indicate the direction of movement.


When I do this I imagine someone doing a handjob for me, or at least trying to give me as much pleasure as possible in this way without touching other parts of my body. In a way, it is an expression of my desire to have someone beside me and playing with me, because I have always dream of having a faithful assistant to take care of satisfying the needs of my penis. Such a person would take it out of my jeans and into hands whenever I needed a moment to myself - unloads my load in the morning, but also exposing my foreskin in the toilet, shaking out my shaft at the bus stop, and licking my member clean after I cum. It's an expensive desire and potentially an expensive service, but I believe I will experience it one day.

15. From Hand to Hand​

Like every guy, I sometimes dream about my penis being the object of widespread interest. To have a few people around me who are ready at any moment to worship my penis or simply to have fun with guys who are eager to see and taste my penis in any state. Besides, as a result of my exhibitionism, I often dream that my penis would become more widely known to other people for a longer time, that it would, in a sense, be a separate entity on the sexual scene and a symbol of hard masculinity.

Dreaming of playing together with others and in front of other people in a private or public session, I grabbed the shaft with my right hand, jerked it for a few seconds before letting go and handing it to my left hand to do the same. I then switched sides again, making sure that each hand jerked the cock at a different angle, as if different people were doing it.


My penis had a great time being tossed from one hand to the other like a ball. While doing this, I thought about the people who like my penis and who somehow appreciated it, making me feel valued and at the same time aware that sometimes my penis is the object of other people's interest.

To enhance the pleasant sensations, I also thought about the surprises I once received from one of my friend: a screenshot from an iPhone with a pic of my fully erect penis set as the lock screen wallpaper and an image of the wall in the living room with a Samsung frame screen showing another pic of me with a soft cock between my hairy legs. In other words, symbols of adoration that make my penis more than just an ordinary sexual tool, but also a symbol that it can be something enjoyable for others far away from me.

16. Dominant Hand​

Why is masturbation with the dominant hand so pleasurable for men? Above all, because it allows a man to be alone with his penis in the easiest and most effective way. Playing with others is good but no one can stimulate my erect member as well as I can using my dominant left hand. This hand is better trained and better suited to the shape of my cock. What’s more it was with this hand that I first grasped my penis for masturbation many years ago while lying in bed, and it was with this hand that I first explored every part of it inside and out. This hand most often touches my penis: it supports the shaft while I urinate, pulls back the foreskin, corrects its position in my underwear, and inserts it into every possible hole. In short, it is an integral part of my male pleasure system and the daily maintenance of my penis.

I grabbed the penis with my dominant hand and began to masturbate. I varied this classic move only by tilting the shaft forward by about a dozen degrees. I like to do it with my thumb up to watch how the shaft works. I stroked my penis intensely and super fast, because that's how I like it best.


I enjoy the fact that my hand knows what to do and my penis is being jerked so intensely. I can't do it any other way, I always do it with great speed, much more than when I'm thrusting someone, and I think about the things that excite me the most. One of the images that drives me crazy in my dreams is that of tree round bottoms with holes facing me. When I masturbate in this classic way, I imagine myself penetrating each of them in turn in doggy style. I've never experienced something like this with three people, but I think that sometimes after a long break from fucking it would be good to fill a few holes in a row. I don't know if my penis would be up to the task, but if I get the opportunity I will do everything to make it so. All because an open and warm hole is always my most important goal when I’m completely overcome with excitement, and the more holes there are only for me, the better.

17. Index Finger Grip​

Staying hard and being tough to do it for as long as possible – this is one of the tasks I face, including during masturbation. Despite the passing years, I still want to be the hardest and show my strength, so I try to do everything in my power to maintain an erection even when I have to write an urgent message to someone on my phone or do some other work during a forced break from play. Then, before I reach for my phone with my other hand, I switch my body into hardness maintenance mode.

I wrapped the index finger of my dominant hand around the shaft at the base of the glans and began to pull it down and back, feeling something like a cockring around my penis.


Massaging this part of the penis helps maintain hardness and blood flow in the penis, but at the same time does not make me feel overly aroused. It's also a good technique for recreational watching porn, and I'm sure that the older I get, the more I'll appreciate it, because as the years go by, it may become more difficult for me to keep my penis fully hard all the time when I need it. Besides, this move allows me to explore the structure of my tense shaft and stimulate it in a completely relaxing way.

18. Load Estimation​

When playing with my cock, I easily forget what actually caused the urge to jerk off. That is, the great, never-satisfied need to release semen, which is connected to the testicles. It is a source of happiness, and my testicles are the basic element of this. So, my dear balls, how many days have passed since last cum? Have I taken proper care of your temperature? When I come today, will my semen be thicker than usual? Who knows, but when I realized that I was thinking about it as if I desperately wanted offspring, I laughed. Even though I know these are important questions even for men who will never impregnate anyone.

With my dominant hand, I grabbed my shaft halfway down and pulled the skin toward the tip of my penis until the glans was covered by the skin. I placed my other hand under the first and began pulling in the opposite direction, examining the lower part of the shaft and then the contents of my balls. At the shaft, my grip is stronger, and at the balls, it is lighter for better sensations.


By touching my balls carefully, I can estimate their capacity, it means my natural reproductive ability, but also examine the texture of their skin. By massaging my balls, I know where the vas deferens and epididymis are located, storing mature sperm, ready to come out and die. I can feel exactly where the scrotum begins and ends, and how important my fingers are in stimulating this part of my penis, playing this great instrument like a guitar. The curly pubic hair on my scrotum makes it all even more exciting, because I know my balls are wild and animalistic, and so am I when I'm naked and hard. They are also healthy, functioning and looking as they should. It's important, which is why we men must take care of it.

19. Shaft Sharpener​

After a brief play with the balls, the shaft always quickly begins to demand more attention again. At such moments, it’s good to combine the pleasure of shaft pounding with ball squeezing, so that both parts give as much as possible at the same time.

With my dominant hand, I grabbed my balls with all my strength, squeezing them tightly, and with my other hand I grabbed the shaft just below the glans and began to jerk it, as if I were sanding rough wood.


The combination of intense shaft stroking and pressure on the balls is not only pleasurable, but also reminds you that without the balls, the shaft would be just a hard stick for penetration, without the proper function for which the entire penis was created. By “sharpening” the penis in this way, I not only do it well, but also prepare it for further intense, yet still very pleasurable fun. So for a while, I'm a carpenter, my hands are chisels, and my penis is wood, very hard wood.

20. Chest Tension​

Everyone I've talked to about the gym knows that I'm obsessed with chest muscles. In my opinion, all men with big chests should go shirtless as often as possible, wherever they want, so that I can admire them. I may be obsessed with this because before I discovered websites with full male nudity and learned, for example, what a circumcised penis looks like, I enjoyed the chests and muscles that the search engine showed me on demand at the beginning of the 20th century. Besides, I dream of having a big chest myself. I have been striving for this for a long time and I still believe that one day I will succeed in making my chest clearly visible in all lighting conditions, both when I am wearing clothes and when I am naked.

With my right hand, I began massaging my pecs so that I could feel their bulge. With my other, dominant hand, I tugged intensely, trying to synchronize the movements between my two hands.


I’m happy with every bit of progress I make in building my chest, and I hit my penis with great pleasure. I love doing it and feeling the gap between my pecs, which is becoming more pronounced and tighter with each passing month. It makes me doubly happy because I know that I am holding in my hands the two things that excite me most about myself and other men.

21. High Gear​

Driving at full speed is something every boy loves. Riding a motorbike fast or intense training is something that makes your heart beat faster. And if you ask me about fucking, I leave the fastest thrust for last. It's the same with masturbation for exactly the same reasons.

I gripped my penis firmly with my dominant hand and began masturbating the way every boy does best: hard and intense. At the same time, I placed my other hand on my right thigh and began massaging it gently, feeling its hairy texture. Whenever I did this, I would look at my thigh and the hair on it.


When I do this, I feel at one with my body and my penis. My thoughts, my penis and the rest of my body then form a new mystical personality, inextricably linked to my testosterone-swollen physicality. One hand keeps my erection full and my penis happy, while the other thoroughly explores the inner of my thighs, which, due to their proximity to the penis, are also an interesting and very erogenous part of my body, heightening all sensations.

It's a state you can lose yourself in, because then you feel like you're more than just an ordinary man. You brush against the edge of the world and it seems that with every movement of your cock you acquire divine powers, while invisible spectators watch with growing excitement. You feel like your erection could last forever, and your hands are ready to caress you incessantly. You no longer think about other men's penises or the holes you've destroyed. You feel no guilt or shame. In fact, you don't think about anything anymore, because you only feel this divine pleasure that spreads through you, causing you to finally lose touch with reality.

22. One Way Ticket​

I have to admit that my sessions sometimes drag on for too long. That's because, when I'm pleasuring myself, I feel as though time has stopped around me and the whole world consists only of me and my hairy penis with full balls. But that's not true. Time goes by really quickly, and each masturbation technique takes away many precious minutes, which then keep me for hours. I can't remember exactly how long I masturbated for that afternoon, but at some point I grasped my penis in a way that meant I was heading towards ejaculation.

With my right hand that had moments before stroking my right thigh, I grasped my penis firmly and began to jerk it rapidly in its central part between the glans and the balls. At the same time my dominant hand moved to the balls so that my fingers encircled their hard undulating skin. What’s more, In case I was close to cumming, I preventively directed the shaft towards my torso.


When I grabbed my penis with my non-dominant hand, I felt as if my closest friend had taken control of me after hours of playing together - he grabbed my penis and set it in motion to let me come and extract my semen. I knew that by imagining it, and his muscular body, I had chosen a one-way ticket, and that I had given myself permission to free myself from the shackles of desire so that I could take care of other matters. “Did you have fun? That's great! Now you can release the tension,” I heard in my head. Stroking my penis harder, I whispered, “And yes, my friend, do it as fast as you can. I'm ready”.

My hand then became his big, strong hand, and my little hard penis was a pigeon trying to escape from his tight grasp. After a dozen or so energetic and sometimes painful jerks, suffocating my penis-bird, my body arched, the chair groaned loudly, and a cry of fulfillment escaped my lips. I reached the peak, my penis became a separate entity, and it seemed to me that I died for a moment right after that.

Day full of satisfaction​

As my filthy cum poured in waves down my torso and penetrated my pubic hair, I finally felt the long-awaited peace wash over me. My body - tired after a long day, and my penis - tired from a long session, could finally rest, and I felt the satisfaction of a productive day - the hours I spent in the garden perfecting the area in front of the house, and the hours I spent afterwards in the armchair bringing myself, with my mind and the stimulation of my penis, to the most extreme states. All the tension had gone out of me and I was once again ready to spend the rest of the day productively again.

After this long session, my penis seemed smaller. It was slimy, and I felt like covering it with a towel. However, I deliberately didn't, so that I could stare at my organ when it was finished, and watch it return to its normal size within a few minutes and the foreskin covers the cock head.


Feeling satisfied, I looked at my body again. It was that of a typical not smart manual worker: not tall, but not short either, slightly muscular and lean, and naturally hairy in all the places that clothes covered during the day, with a medium-sized shaft and large balls always ready to fuck. Nothing special, but nothing too bad. I'm just a man who knows what he has and what he can do with it, just like any other blue-collar worker. Helpful and kind, but extremely horny when he feels like it.

In the end, still catching my breath, I checked the consistency of my disgusting semen on my abdomen visually and with my index finger. I wiped my sperm-covered torso and pubic hair with a paper towel taken from a roll I always have somewhere beside me. When I was done, I got up from the chair letting the last two drops of cum fall from the tip of my penis and then headed for the shower to wash out all the nooks and crannies of my body after a day full of activity.

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Thank you for taking the time to read this text and view the illustrations. I hope you had as much fun with me as I did when I wrote this text and created GIFs based on the video.

Let me know in the comments or in a private message if you also use these techniques and which one you think is best. I would also welcome any comments or suggestions for the future. Perhaps I will share my other sessions and techniques sometime again, because as you know - male masturbation is insane.