Monday, December 21, 2009

How Time Flies

I may not be posting as often as I should lately, but that does not mean that I am not still abusing my penis to the point that it is almost raw. It is just that with all of the other things that I am involved with, I run out of time. Thank goodness that there are others out there who still post often and freely provide me with endless entertainment. Did I say how great it is to be a guy with a penis that he can and does play with. It just feels so good playing with my penis and making it get hard. Really the making it hard part is all because I enjoy looking at the curves of women's bodies that I see on the Internet. I don't have any female friends who I can look at in person and enjoy the curves that they have, so the Internet is important to me.

I am including several finds from the Internet that I find enjoyable to look at and thought maybe you would as well. There is one photo showing seven females and one male walking down a dirt road and I can't help and think that if it was me in the photo in place of the guy, my penis would be so hard that you would be able to see the head poking out from under my massive belly overhang. Watching each and every unclothed female walking down the road with me undressed as well. Oh my it is just to much for the shy inexperienced old fart that I am to endure. I must beat my meat as nature commands of all males. I believe that nature commands that males must release their seed on a regular basis (one way or another). Since I am obese, shy and inexperienced in all areas of intimacy, I must release my seed by masturbation.

To all who see this posting, I sincerely hope that you have a happy holiday and please, please don't stop posting naked pictures and talking about the wonderful curves of the female body. I need an outlet for my seed.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Bad, Bad Cold

It has been a bad 40 days for me and my main occupation. I came down with a cold. I only get a couple of colds a year, but most times when I do, they seem to last and last. This cold is like most that I get and it does not want to go away. For the last 2 weeks of my current cold I have started to run a fever which was not the case for the first few weeks of this cold. Because of the reduced ability of normal breathing due to this cold, I have stopped going to the senior center to get my daily workout (this is not good for someone as obese as I am). I still had not recovered from my bout with sciatica earlier this year so this works out to be a double whammy. I am normally lazy with a capitol 'L', so it now will be even harder to get back into a routine of getting off of my lazy butt and doing some exercise that may help my heart. Oh, don't forget that the little working out that I did do, did have a positive effect on maintaining my weight and not gaining more. I have gained about 25 pounds this year because of the sciatica and this darn cold after maintaining the 85 pound weight loss that I had back when I was treated for my congestive heart failure.

When I get colds I normally start to feel ill and that was the case this time as well. Because I have been feeling chills and headaches, my fun time with the computer and my penis has been greatly reduced and really not all that fun (surprise to me). I have not gone out much not wanting to spread my cold and also because I have felt so bad lately and as such I have had many opportunities to get on line and produce a few ejaculations into my catch towel. Because of my cold, I have many, many missed opportunities. Several times during my current illness I would get on the Internet and surf looking for things to make me want to stroke my penis and I almost always find what I was looking for, but lately the end result was disappointing. I certainly cannot blame all of the beautiful women who presented for my pleasure. Those curves that God gave them still gets my attention.

While watching the TV shows that I record and watch later are on, I am happy to see that more and more bare female midriffs are being included on the over the air broadcasts. Sex still sells, morals are changing and the broadcast channels need to find a way to get more viewers. I get a happy feeling just thinking about a bare female midriff. Females have so many options to turn males on besides just baring it all. As I was growing up and always shy and overweight, all I ever did with girls was to fantasize about them. Of course except for a few (and I mean very few) times, I never had any physical contact with a female in a sexual way. The female body was a mystery to me and to this day still is. My only aids are the visual aids that horny teenager boys use (magazines, Sears catalogs etc.) when I was younger, then x rated magazines and VHS tapes as a young adult. Now as an old fart, I totally rely on the Internet for my method of desire for enjoying the female body. Exploring the female body with my hands and whatever else is uncharted territory for me. Since I don't see females in person in a state of undress, I can only think what it is really like. On the other hand, I sometimes am lucky to be somewhere where I will have a chance to look at a bare midriff walking by or a good looking female who wears clothing that shows off her curves so I have a fondness for that because I have seen that in person.

I think that my cold may be getting a little bit better. My chills have been less and my fever is starting to go away. The killer for me during this cold has been the coughing that I have been doing. I have been expelling an awful lot of mucus and even when I cannot expel any more, I continue to cough over and over again. This has caused my side to ache because I cough so much and so deeply. My eyes tear up and clear snot comes out of my nose due to the intense coughs. I ended up using a empty Campbell's soup can as a spittoon for my mucus because there was so much (terrible visual, I know), but heck, I have been sick. Many times the mucus was so thick that it was thicker than most of my semen that I get when I masturbate. Most of the time the mucus was just as thick as my semen.

I am going to try and ejaculate after I finish this entry into my blog. I am going to try and see if the build up of semen (I don't have wet dreams) I am now storing will be thicker than normal or thinner than normal. I think I will try and 'choke my chicken' while ejaculating and see if I can shoot for distance into my catch towel.

The statement above makes me want to express a disappointment that I have because I am obese and have a shorter penis than most. I really enjoy watching the CFNM videos that I watch where the guy is jacking off with his penis standing straight out from his body. I sometimes also enjoy watching a group of males in a circle jerk video doing the same thing, although I don't actively search that out. The sight of an erect penis and a flat body has always been a turn on when I think that it could be me if I would lose the weight. The sad truth is, it never could be me. Being obese like I am makes it impossible. My gut is so large that the only way I can masturbate without difficulty is by sitting down or laying down. When I stand, my belly gets in the way making it hard to reach my penis. I can masturbate while standing, it just is not as enjoyable an experience to me.

I would love to learn how I could shoot for distance and show off during a CFNM session. I would love for the females who would be watching me play with myself open their eyes real wide and gasp and place their hands over their mouths when they see my semen shoot out of the end of my penis and land several feet away from my feet making a plopping sound as it hits the bare floor. First one rope of my ejaculate followed by a short delay, then another rope of cum all the while with each additional spurt my whole body contorts in my effort to expel my seed. I would be lost in the mystery of pleasure that males get while ejaculating. While females can never fully understand what it feels like for males and males can never fully understand what orgasm is for women, let me say that I fully enjoy when all of my effort switches to the involuntary control that takes over when ejaculation is ongoing. That is the one best thing that I think I enjoy when I ejaculate. I often have that ability to fully experience my body from head to toe wanting (no, commanding) the semen to leave my ball sac, shoot through my prostrate, go up my penis and shoot out the end of my penis and not wanting to delay any more the pleasure the whole body enjoys.

My session today may or may not be good. I am going to try and have a good masturbation session and ejaculate all over my catch towel. I know it is different already because I have not played with my penis at any time while writing this update, nor have I touched my penis to get it hard at any time in the last couple of days. The last time that I did play with my penis a few days ago, I did not ejaculate so I know that I am overdue to let one fly.

I think that I will check out the blogs that I follow for interesting turn on material and I will check out those people that I follow on Twitter for some additional stimulation before it's 'Bam, Bam, , , Bam, Bam, Bam all over the catch towel making a mess. It might be fun, fun, fun before it's over.

Monday, November 9, 2009

Gone, but not forgetting to service my pleasure point.

Sorry for not posting for quite a while. I have been handling a series of home improvement projects that have used a lot of my time. Also, for the last month, I have been suffering with a bad cold and have been home bound for much of the time. While all of this is true, the real reason I have not posted in a while is because I am lazy. I have not wanted to spend the time that is necessary to get my mind charged and willing to share thoughts of mine with this blog. My time on the Internet of late has been to service myself by finding things to masturbate too. That is my mindset anyway.

Because I really don't have anything at this time of a personal nature to share about my love affair with my penis, I thought I would post a short video that I came across a while back. I have not bought the product that this video is about and have no connection with it except, I really should give it a try. My mind has a problem relating to having my foreskin cut off as an infant. I cannot believe that the pleasure I receive while stroking would not be better if my foreskin had not been removed. Circumcision to my way of thinking is criminal and should not be done.

The product (tugger) should restore a missing foreskin. I really think that it would work for me because I am obese and therefore have a lot of extra skin in my genital area. Happy stroking to all.

Well, for some reason I can't post the video. This does not surprise me due to my struggles trying to understand the frigging computer and how it works (I am 58 anyway). I will leave you with the web address and if you are interested, you can check the item out on your own.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Getting turned on at the bar

Today I went to a bar to watch a football game. I don't have cable TV (I am way to cheap for that) and the game I wanted to see was only broadcast on "The Big Ten Network". The team I was pulling for won by the way. I ended up drinking about 7 beers and eating a bag of chips and at halftime a 1/2 pound cheeseburger with all the fixings and a large plate of french fries. I love food that is not good for me.

At one time while I was working and my schedule rotation had me on the day shift, I would stop at a bar after work with a buddy of mine. We must have done this for about 10 years until he retired. This guy could drink beer all night long and be fine the next day. I was never a heavy drinker which is a surprise considering that I chow down food like a horse. I am always overeating which explains why I am obese, but for some reason, I just don't drink like I eat except when I would stop with my drinking buddy. I figured that after stopping a few times I could keep up with him and it was not long after stopping with him on a regular basis, I was able to. Of course my advantage was I was and am obese (400 pounds) and he was close to 200 pounds. We would put away 15 beers night after night.

Anyway, since I was retired (not my choice, by the way), I rarely go to the bar and almost never drink. I know that I am lucky that I never picked up on that vise and I feel sorry for those that have gotten hooked on it. The only time I drink anymore is in the fall when I go to the bar to watch a football game that is only being shown on cable. This will happen several times each year and the pattern is the same.

One of the joys I get when going to the bar to watch the game is sitting at the bar watching the TV and whenever I can, stare at the barmaid behind the bar. I don't ever want to get caught starring at them, but they always are wearing those tight fitting blue jeans and tank tops. For a hermit like me, that's all the action I will get for years. Today I was in for a treat. This pretty (so-so) young lady looked to be in her mid 30's and was a little rough around the edges. She was not a stunning beauty by any stretch, but being a barmaid, she tried to work with what she had. Tips are so important when working as a barmaid. She has to be a flirt for old farts like me who are tight with money.

My old drinking buddy once told me that he would not drink at a bar that had a guy working behind the bar. The server had to be a girl. This buddy of mine was a real dog. He hooked up with barmaids at almost every bar that we would go to. Quite a lifestyle, don't you think. Oh, and he was divorced three times after his wives got fed up with him staying out late every night.

This barmaid was kind of like what one would imagine a biker babe would be like only dialed down quite a bit. She was loud and she did not shy away from talking rough with her regulars (I, by the way, am not a regular). She had a little bit of extra weight and all the clothes she was wearing were very tight. Oh, her behind just kept getting my attention. When she was answering the telephone standing with her back facing me she often would take her free hand, reach behind and softly stroke her butt (not scratching) just gently rubbing between the center seam of the jeans and one of the back pockets. This is the area where her butt cheek begins to turn in towards her thigh. I simply love looking at girls wearing tight blue jeans.

She wore a black top with short sleeves and a non reveling neckline. The one thing that was a constant distraction for me was that the shirt was short. There was a band of skin above the blue jeans and below the hem of the knit shirt that was always being shown. She was always pulling the hem of the shirt down when it began to ride up. It was always riding up, by design. Oh how I enjoyed that. I never saw the shirt ride up in the front to the point where I could see her belly button, but the hint of the belly button was very clear. I could see the curvature of her skin at the lower side of her belly button and that was so very hot for me to see. As I said before, she was not thin and in point of fact, she did posses a tummy that did kind of roll over her blue jeans at her waist. She also had some roll over on the sides and back as well, but by no means am I saying that I did not enjoy what was being presented. A dirty old man like me is not in position to be judgemental. I enjoy what is presented and get to have dirty thoughts that I can recall later while I play with myself when I get home. Just like I am doing now.

Going to the bar to stare at the barmaids gives me a different perspective. Most of my views of females comes from searching the Internet. I am far to shy, to obese, to old, to inexperienced and to ashamed of myself to ever explore what it would be like to actually have a close relationship with a female. Heaven forbid I should ever have a chance to touch the skin of a warm soft female. Oh, I could go on and on, but I do have an agenda to keep. I need to get some sleep before rising early tomorrow and doing my weekly shopping for the foods that help me maintain my lifestyle of being obese and shy. Going early on Sunday morning works for me because the store does not have many customers and hermits like me don't care for crowds of people.

Because I edge when I masturbate, I need to get started if I am to maintain my schedule. Just be assured that I will really enjoy playing with myself tonight. I think that I will pretend that the barmaid will play with my penis. She will touch it softly in the area just below the head on the bottom side of my little penis. It will feel so, so good. She will blow on it and tickle it. She will laugh and smile when she sees how I react to what she is doing to my now rock hard little penis. She will not put my hard penis in her mouth because she knows that I so much enjoy when she teases me with everything except her mouth and tongue. She finds it so fascinating that she is able to bring my tiny little penis to the edge of ejaculation only then to deny me the pleasure. She understands that what she has been doing to me now has caused me to leak that sticky stuff out of the little opening at the end of my penis. She pretends to be like the Japanese girls that I see on the Internet that love to play with that sticky stuff. She touches the sticky stuff with the end of one of her fingers and watches as she pulls her finger away and the sticky stuff now is a little like a rope between the end of my penis and her finger. She looks at it and laughs and does it again and again. She has so much control over my pleasure that I cannot stand it. She goes on and on giving me pleasure until she looks at the clock on the wall and then makes me breathe faster and harder until I ejaculate in intense fashion. One gush, one moan, another gush and another and then another moan. She is laughing now watching the ejaculate fly in the air and land on my huge belly. She does not stop because she knows that I have more ejaculate to expel. She knows that I often will have five strong spurts and then several empty spurts before my uncontrolled urge to expel my semen subsides. She will then smile at me while she looks at my huge semen covered belly as I inhale and exhale causing that huge fat belly to rise and fall over and over again. She then will grab a towel and wipe off the ejaculate that is all over because I cannot control where it goes. While cleaning the semen off of my huge fat belly, she jokingly tells me that one day she is going to make me taste my own sticky stuff. After making me do that several different times, she is going to make me taste my own ejaculate if I ever want her to make my tiny little penis come again. Oh my gosh, what am I ever going to do?

I love to share some of the photos that I have found to be very enjoyable for me to look at while visiting various sites on the Internet so I am including five more for your pleasure.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Long Time, No See, the reason why and some nice finds

Hi out their, long time no see. I have been very busy the past month working on a large list of home improvement projects that I am doing to my home this summer and fall. Much of my time has been spent taking over the hiring of crews and contractors for various projects that I originally wanted the general contractor to handle. Because his estimates for several segments of the project came back very high, I took the items off the list that he was going to handle and am now sourcing on my own. I did not want to get involved in the screening process and the hiring process, but unreasonable estimates required that I step in. A lot of my time has been spent screening contractors, reviewing bids, hiring contractors and just much more effort than I wanted. I was willing to pay someone to handle the headaches, just not a outrageous amount.

My late night web searches trying to find materials that turns me on and gets me off have been less frequent, but thankfully still happening every now and then. I am so lucky to have several different blogs and Yahoo groups that I monitor that provide me with great material to drool over and links to other sources of the things I am looking for. I find that new avenues present themselves when I check out followers of the blogs that I follow. I will often shortly find myself checking out blogs that are written in a foreign language (to me anyway). I cannot figure out what is written, but the pictures tell a story that makes me want to pull on my penis. I also enjoy checking out followers of the people that I follow on twitter and of course, any sickos who follow me on twitter (you know who you are).

I am still visiting the senior center 4 - 5 days a week to use the workout equipment that is available to try and get some exercise because I still am unable to walk for long distances without having back pain. What I normally do while exercising is wear headphones connected to one of these dinky MP3 players that I bought late last year. I have placed several recordings in the memory of this thing and it works very well for me. I normally just exercise and close my eyes and listen to the music. The senior center does have TVs mounted on the walls and since I often go first thing in the morning to work out, the TV is tuned to news programs when it is on. More often than not, the seniors are watching the FOX news show. I guess that is to be expected because the area is very Conservative (read republican). Well, I am just the opposite, so working out with my eyes closed works for me. Every once in a while another channel will be on when I arrive and I may look at it shortly, but then return to my normal routine. The other day when I visited the senior center workout room, I was lucky to see a very attractive morning news desk/show host. I tell you, this girl has got what makes my jaw drop. She dresses well, has great hair, makeup, nice hands, good looking legs and guess what, just what this dirty old fart needs to get me feeling good. This reporter/host is Robin Meade. From what I can figure out from checking her out on the Internet, see has been around for several years. I don't have cable, never heard of her and never saw her before a couple of days ago. Anyway, I just wanted to pass on the information that a hottie was on the morning news to any hermit/troll who like me is an outcast/loner and is far removed from normal daily happenings. I was unable to find any nude pictures of her on the Internet, but because of the sleazeballs out their, I am sure their are nude pictures somewhere that will make their way onto the Internet for perverts like me.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

A marathon session

Wow, I can't believe I lasted 8 hours tonight. It is hot and muggy and very uncomfortable for me right now. I guess to take my mind off that, I just went on and on.
A few nights ago while I was checking out the group that I follow on Twitter I went to "Jizlee" who almost always is willing to share what she finds sexy. Well she mentioned someone who I have never heard of before and I checked her out. So for the last two or three nights I have spent a good deal of time trying to find out more about this performer. Now I am a 57 year old (almost 58) dirty old fart who knows nothing from nothing and never thought I would be addicted into checking this performer out. This girl is downright goofy and weird and a whole lot sexy. I suggest that any of you old farts reading this should go on your own little adventure and check her out. This performers name is Lady Gaga and she is a singer/performance artist and about as far out there as I can imagine (for a 57 year old guy). So thank you Jizlee for mentioning Lady Gaga on your Twitter account.

One more thing before I sign off (I need to sleep now). I ran across a site that I will check out later, but you might be interested in checking it out now if you are a cut guy and wished that you were not. The site is file: I hope that I did it right, but if I screwed it up, the address is short so it won't be hard to type in yourself.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Monday and it's great outside

Here it is Monday and I get up early and go for my workout up at the senior center. I was the first one in the door and was able to get to my workout without having to wait to use any machines. A great way to start another week. I don't know why I let waiting to use machines bother me, but I do. I am retired so it is not like I have somewhere I need to be, so a bit of a delay does not cause a problem except in my head. It must be a guy thing, turn everything into a competition even if it only takes place in my head.

I arrive back home and I get out a fresh packed and a frozen pack of food to zap with the micro. I am eating better now while trying to lose weight, but still need to do better in reducing the amount of food that I eat. I then eat my brunch while watching programs that I had recorded to watch at a later time (I have almost 30 hours to catch up on now).

I usually fast forward through the commercials, but there is a primary election this week in Detroit and a bunch of political commercials are being broadcast all the time. If you have not heard this before, let me be the first to tell you that the Detroit leadership is all screwed up. I don't live in Detroit so I do not have a vote, but it is fun for me to chuckle when I watch all the Want-To-Be's make promises that they cannot keep. There are few requirements or restrictions on entering a political race in Detroit. There are convicted murderers, robbers, drug dealers and just about anything else you can think of running for office in the city of Detroit. One of the commercials stirs a little bit of excitement in my penis. It's the first arousal I have felt in a couple of days and it comes from a political ad, go figure.

The commercial shows the current mayor (of only 3 months) walking down a hallway with members of his staff discussing something. The mayor and his staff are all African American males except for one African American female. It is simply watching this young lady in the scene walk down the hallway that catches my eye and begins to turn me on.

I don't know if the director intended this female to have this effect on the viewers (I really don't think so), but it did to me anyway. The female has a nice face and is dressed well. She must weigh about 150 pounds so she is not a size 2 and looks to be in her 20's or 30's. What I enjoy about women who weigh about 150 pounds is that there is still the hint of an hourglass shape that I enjoy so well and they try so hard to make sure that dirty old men like me notice it. Well this young African American female hit the jackpot in my mind. Her tight skirt was cut off about knee height and maybe a little higher and she was wearing high heels and I think nylons. Her blouse was of a sheer fabric that was loose fitting, somewhat clingy and looked sheer with a shiny surface. This is how my minds eye sees it anyway.

Everything that needed to bounce was bouncing. Everything that needed to sway was swaying. I have no reason to know because I have never been close to a female and female clothes, but because of the bounce in her breasts while walking down the hallway and the way the light came off the fabric of the blouse she was wearing, I figured that she was not wearing a bra. I mean each breast was bouncing independently of the other under the sheer fabric. "Boing". Does that indicate she is not wearing a bra? I think so. I know that I am a guy and I liked looking at it. Oh, one more thing about her breasts. They were not overly large for a women of her size. As I said before, she was still trying to keep a nice figure and I suspect, be interesting to males.

I always enjoy watching women walk in heels. The way high heels firms up the calf and thigh muscles while walking is a turn on. The effect that high heels has on the way a female body is positioned while walking is true enjoyment. Each and every step a women takes in heels is a adventure for us guys to look at, drool over and dream about. The shape of the legs, the way it makes the female butt stick out and the upper body lean forward, now that's what I like. As uncomfortable as wearing high heels must be, women still do it and I believe they do it to get males attention much more than make themselves look good for anyone else or themselves. They may almost never admit it, but I believe the main motivation in presenting themselves in high heels is to make a guy get his penis bigger and then harder.

After my brunch I go take my mid morning nap (did I tell you that I am retired and loving it). I wake up in mid afternoon and it is great. The weather has been very good this summer. It has not been hot and humid as of yet, except for a few days. There is a strong breeze and I have all the windows and doors open and when I do that any breeze outside also comes inside as well. I have to block to doors from slamming shut. I have the ceiling fan on in the bedroom and it's nice and comfortable laying in my bed. Before getting up I roll over part way onto my back and find a nice location where it feels good in my lower back. I am stretching in a way that brings pleasure to an area that I have experienced pain at for several months this year. I had some problem with my sciatic nerve on one side of my back and am still not fully recovered from, so this is truly a good time. I then reach below the waistline of my boxers while enjoying the breeze and the stretching of my back and begin to feel up my ball sack. I can reach down and make contact with a little bit of my perineum as well. Both of these things I am doing to myself feels good and shortly after that my penis begins to come to life.

Because my penis is just average (oh, OK, below average in size) and the fact that I am obese, while I was playing with my ball sack I do not have contact with my penis. The excess fat and skin around my body kind of hides everything in my genital area. My ball sack is very loose fitting (for lack of another term) and can easily hide my penis. Being a chronic masturbator as I am, I get great joy in experiencing the way my penis gets bigger while playing with it. It is interesting to contrast the way it starts out being very soft and spongy and then begin to grow and get hard. It is not very long before it no longer is hidden under my ball sack skin a pokes it's little one eyed head out for all to see (as if anyone wanted to see it, I can't without a mirror).

So after playing with my now rock hard stiff penis for a while, I get up to take a piss and while sitting taking a piss I am reading the newspaper. Oh yes, if I have not mentioned it before (and if I have, sorry for repeating but my memory is bad). For many years I find that it is easier for me to piss like a girl rather than as a guy. My penis naturally pops out of my ball sack skin folds while sitting whereas if I was to piss while standing I would have a hard time getting to my penis. Being shriveled up and soft it is difficult for me to get to while standing. My huge belly does not help either. So, in the newspaper am reading I see a picture on Gwyneth Paltrow on the Tonight Show and read the accompanying article below the picture. In the picture Ms. Palthrow is sitting while wearing a short dress and her legs are exposed and the skin is very shiny (as much as you can see with a grainy newspaper picture). The article is about her shiny legs and I guess females now are going around in dresses and skirts without wearing nylons, but have applied baby oil to their legs to give them a different look (making a fashion statement, the article sayes). My oh my, the lengths women will go to to torment dirty old chronic masterbators like me. Fashion Statement, sure.There is a never endless supply of images of females that I find enjoyable and I aways enjoy the new and unexpected. That's one reason I find looking at lesbian web sites so enjoyable (they like what I like in just a slightly different way.

It seems like whenever I am watching a recorded show on television, I see many shots of females wearing low neck tops and they are forever leaning or bending over allowing the camera to capture the moment when one is able to see the exposed cleavage gap between the breasts. There is so much of it that it cannot be by accident. Heck, on many shows I see young boys looking straight down the gap between their mother's breasts while she is leaning over. Is that sick or are we being brainwashed into accepting that situation. It is so much fun for a masturbator like me to pause the shot in just the right spot that I enjoy the best. It is fun to look and see the breasts extend downward while the female is leaning forward. The breast shape changes while the weight shifts in it's hanging position. It is pure joy when the breasts seem to fall free from any bra that the female may be wearing and rock back and forth in freedom. Yes, I am a 57 year old dirty old man who thinks like I did when I was a teenager. I never experienced any touchy feely in junior or senior high school so you can understand why I am like I am. I was a dirty old man then and did not know it. I knew that I was a constant masturbator then and now I am a masturbator who practices the enjoyment one gets from edging. A different road taken, but ending in the same place. I get to ejaculate and have that function momentarily take over all of my sensations. Oh, it's great to be a guy who has a penis that can give one so much pleasure. It is that pleasure road that I think I will take this evening. I plan to play with my ball sack and play with my perineum while thinking of girls. When my penis starts to grow I will begin to abuse it. I will let it get very hard and then let it go soft several different times and in different ways. Then I will get out the catch towel and the Boy Butter brand of lubricant that I enjoy using. The process will begin again. Play, get hard, go to the edge, stop, slowdown, cool off, search for new images on the confuser, repeat until several hours later exhausted and having my penis wore out I will tumble over the edge entering that pleasure place that guys get to enjoy. Oh boy, I just now put my hand under my boxer waistline and touched the tip of my soft and hidden penis head and guess what, precum, the sticky kind is already on site. I tasted my precum one time recently and it must be me because I really did not enjoy it unlike many penis abusers that I enjoy reading about. I think sooner or later I am going to find the willpower to taste my own ejaculate, just to experience it, even if I think it is nasty. I am 57 years old and I have never tried it. Because I am so shy I know I will never enjoy the pleasure of having a female give me a blow job unless I paid for it and I don't think I will do that any time soon, but that to me would be the best way for me to taste my own cum. Tasting it off of her face or lips or from her mouth. I have to believe that is how most guys first experience tasting their own cum. They kiss their female friend and she still has some of his ejaculate on her. I also enjoy dreaming about having females forcing me to ejaculate onto my face and mouth. Or they give me a blow job and then want to kiss me on the mouth and while doing so, she forces my ejaculate that she has not swallowed into my mouth. Wow, what I surprise. I really need to try and find a group in the area that share group masturbation. Who knows over time, maybe do something more. Until next time, the journey begins.

And a few more recent finds that I find enjoyable.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

The urge

I am now going to the senior center almost daily to try and get ready to start walking again. I am finding that I am getting a good workout from the machines that I can sit down on. I limit myself on the walking machines because the pain is still to be felt while walking. One thing that I do know from this daily exercise that I am doing is that my urge to masturbate has gone away for days at a time. I guess that can be both good and bad.

Anyway, since I have not posted anything in a while, I thought that I would upload a great report that was published in a newspaper and was posted in one of the yahoo groups that I often look at in my never ending search for jack off material. Oh yes, I guess you have figured it out already but the urge has returned this evening and my penis has at times been rock hard already and I am just getting going. I need to get back to the task at hand so that after I ejaculate into my catch towel, I can shut the darn confuser down, go wash up and get to bed so that I am able to get to the senior center bright and early for my workout of a different kind.

It's great when you have a penis between your legs to play with. Who knows, my mind might just start thinking about some of the ladies who have been showing up at the senior center. Hey, I am allowed to do that. Remember, it is just me, my mind, my hand and my penis. I don't have any contact with anyone to satisfy my needs, so I am always thinking in terms of what will get my penis hard even if I don't play with it all of the time anymore because I need to exercise.

If you can believe the article (and I do), maybe just looking at the women exercising even if they have clothes on is beneficial to my living longer as much as my exercising is.

Friday, July 10, 2009

To Start Off, Thank You

I want to take a moment to change the subject that I am usually mentioning when I spew my thoughts on this blog. The subject is the automobile companies that are based in the state of Michigan where I live. I spent a great deal of my working life at Ford Motor Company, you know, the company that has not yet filed for bankruptcy protection. I certainly hope that they do not have to go down that road.

Today it was announced that General Motors has emerged from bankruptcy as did Chrysler Corporation a few weeks ago. It got me thinking that with all of the negative press that these companies have gotten and the dislike of the government bailout, something needs to be said to the people of America - Thank You. I know the bailout is not popular and the government has played fast and loose with the bankruptcy laws. It is what it is and I say to America, Thank You.

While all across America things have been a little bit tough (my take on the situation) for the last couple of years, the last thing that anyone needs to think about is tax dollars being thrown away while they are having problems putting food on the table. To all of you I say Thank You for helping us while we are down. You see, the problems that you may be experiencing now, many, many residents of the state of Michigan have been living with for almost a decade now. While you are just now feeling the pain in your area when you see your local dealership closing and the employees losing there jobs, we in Michigan have been in a tailspin for 10 years and seemingly, we still don't see when it will end.

I live in Southeast Michigan (the metro Detroit area) and this economy, this community will never return to the way it was. It simply is gone. We are finding that it is hard to change, but change will come, if we want it or not. The world order is shifting. We need to adapt to the changes and I certainly hope that the 'Big Three' automobile companies will do that. They have been given a chance by you the American taxpayer to change and survive.

Building automobiles is a very expensive business to be in. You can buy the nuts and the bolts off of the shelf, but if you do not understand how those nuts and bolts will hold up in every day use, you will find yourself in trouble. People bad mouthing the 'Big Three' don't seem to understand that about nuts and bolts. They say, you have shelves and shelves of nuts and bolts, go build a car. If you take the time to do a little studying of what is needed to engineer every single part of an automobile, than you might begin to understand just how important having a car manufacturing business is to this country. Because there is so much that needs to be done to design, build, sell and service an automobile, it effects many areas of the country that you might never think of. If the only jobs that Americans will be able to get are jobs that do not pay a living wage, then we all will be in very serious trouble. I think the people who represent you in Washington are just now starting to figure that out. Anyway, I felt that I needed to say to all of you across America who may stumble across this rambling of mine - Thank You for helping the automobile industry. If they get it right and I hope that they do, there should be some nice automobiles for you to look at when you visit one of the remaining dealerships in your area when it comes time to buy a new automobile.


I went to the local senior center today to start to try and exercise. If you recall, I came down with a case of Sciatica back in February. While I now am feeling far better, I still cannot go out and walk around the neighborhood to get some badly needed exercise. The pain begins to come back after walking a short distance. The ability to walk without pain is lasting far longer than I thought it would so I am going to start using the equipment at the senior center that does not require walking. The workout went well and I plan on going back again on Monday.

After getting home from my workout, I had brunch and fell asleep watching the TV. Waking up I decide to go lay down in my bed. I have one of those memory foam beds and it feels great to lay on. Sadly, the foam does not hold up real well when someone my size sleeps on it every day. When the first mattress failed, the company replaced it with one that is better suited for someone who is obese. It certainly is better than the first mattress that I bought even if it is starting to show the same signs of failure. While it lasts, I very much enjoy using it.

One reason that I do enjoy the memory form mattress is that when I bought it, I needed to buy new sheets for it. The memory foam mattress is very thick and regular sheets down work because the 'pockets' are not deep enough. When I found a deal on a new set of sheets I decided to splurge and buy a set with a 600 thread count listed. Boy oh boy, am I spoiled. I never slept on a 600 thread count sheet before and I never want to go back to what I had.

So here I am laying in my bed on 600 thread count sheets with a belly full of food and feeling good about working out. I have the ceiling fan turned on and I am looking out the window and the breeze is blowing through the trees causing the leaves to move in the wind. The temperature is getting close to 80 degrees outside and the house is still cool from overnight. It is real comfortable and the weather has been great for 5 or 6 days now. As great as everything is, I don't seem to be able to drift off to sleep and think that I needed to do something. That something was my little rant above.
I knew that after I finished that, I would try and have a enjoyable time playing with myself. It is nice and warm, sunny outside and I have the windows wide open. It is a perfect time to strip off all of my clothes, scratch my balls, search the Internet and catch up on some of the blogs that I like to look at. I will end up by soiling my catch towel which I love to do.

When I do check out different sites on the Internet I am amazed to find so many different things that are sexual and turn me on. For example, I do enjoy from time to time looking at some of the domination sites. I cannot ever seeing me doing anything like that myself, but I do like to watch sometimes as long as it does not get to intense. When it gets real intense, I go elsewhere. I am not gay, but because I check out so many things having to do with masturbation, I am often looking at naked guys. I have no desire to play with someone Else's penis (touching, licking, sucking etc.) but because it is still sexual, sometimes I linger on those sites longer than I normally do. Most of the time, I will just quickly pass through, looking for links to other sites. It seems a little funny to me that I know that I am not gay, but I still sometimes look at gay sites.

I recently received a private message from someone who said that he sometimes looks at my site and sometimes enjoys some of the things that I write about. He goes on to say that while he is not obese like me, he does have a well rounded belly. Because he is willing to share his sexual thoughts about masturbating, he sets up a scene where we are both masturbating and we then bump or bellies together. After a little bumping we can begin to play with each others penises. We would masturbate each other. I don't think I would ever do something like that, but I do enjoy thinking that doing something like that could really be intense and maybe very satisfying. I guess I should say now - never say never.

I certainly need to get up off of my fat ass and get out and experience what it would be like to have a sexual experience with someone, I just don't think I am ready for something like that. I think that it could be very interesting to experience masturbating with others as long as they would be open to doing it with someone who is obese. I am not talking about touching someone else, only myself and them, only themselves.

Yes, I think it is interesting to dream about doing things like that. Having a penis to play with is so much fun in so many different ways. As it is with most of my postings, I am including some photos that I for whatever reason find enjoyable to look at. I have found these on various sites on the Internet and wanted to share them with you. Who knows, they may inspire you to tug on your penis if you are a guy, or tease your clitoris if you are a girl. If you do, remember that these pictures also gave me reason to play with myself. Oh boy, that's fun just thinking that we are playing with ourselves while looking at the same thing.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Off Schedule

I try to follow a pattern. Because I am a loner, I don't need to clean up my act or myself very often. I am so lazy that I follow a schedule of taking a shower about once every 4 or 5 days. About that time I can begin to smell myself stinking up the room and take my word for it, it is not nice. So I take a shower and I am good to go for another 4 or 5 days. Because I look at cleaning up as work (a necessary evil) when one is very lazy as I am, I am reluctant to want to masturbate on the day after I have taken a shower. I will often pass on jacking off on the second day as well because I think that my smell is still somewhat fresh. I find that there is a lingering odor left when I masturbate and dirty myself down around my penis. Therefore, to help me get through the period of denial, I almost always masturbate on the day or day before I take a shower. So hear is my problem. I took a shower today and I am now in my period of denial. Because I am weak, I am finding that I have a problem.

My normal routine when I go around surfing the web to find things to masturbate to, I often will want to save the pictures that get me hard. Because I do not have a good grasp on using all of the features of using a computer, I will store the pictures on my desktop. When my desktop starts to get a little crowded on the side that I keep the pictures I don't want anybody who looks at my computer to see, I will upload them to my Picasa account. I still have not figured that thing out and probably never will. Anyway, since I spent all this time uploading this new batch of pictures, then placing a caption under each one and trying to delete the ones I have already uploaded, I find that it is just to much to ignore. I mean I uploaded over 100 pictures of undressed people and/or dressed people doing things that make me want to masturbate.

Well, there is no way I can get by without bringing on an ejaculation when I am done with this update. I don't think I will be able to wait for 4 or 5 days before taking a shower this time. I am going to get out a freshly washed catch towel with a hint of Lavender and then undress and plop myself back down in my chair and surf the Internet finding stuff to whack off to.

Life's a bitch, but when you have a penis to play with it certainly makes life a whole lot better. I kind of feel sorry for the females of the world because there is no way they have it as good as we guys do. I think I will concentrate on softly playing with my penis for a change, at least until I need to take myself over the cliff. I don't think I will try and choke my penis while I let loose today either. Most times I try to shoot into the catch towel which is several inches away from my penis in an attempt to prevent the lingering smell from hanging around my penis when it is soft and shriveled up and hidden under my excess skin. My thinking is that if most of the semen shoots out and away there will be less that needs to be wiped off my penis and surrounding skin. But I say today I will do it different because I am already off schedule as far as showering/jacking off goes. It's interesting to experiment with the sensations one has when playing with oneself. There is no mystery. Am I doing it right. Does she enjoy it. Well guess what. I am starting to get a little moist down there. I think it is time for me to get down to business. Bye now and thanks to everyone who is so willing to share what turns you on.