Masturbation Expert

Masturbation Expert

By: AWC

Another fucked up weekend. Another almost 48 hours to think about, plan and execute the life. Fast forward to early Monday morning. Jim had got dressed in the best and the only best clothes he had. The one and only good looking collared shirt and the navy blue jeans. He was pacing in his room around the dirty clothes, cum soaked under wears, porn videos, used kitchen knives/forks, broken pizza boxes with pieces of stale pizza slices and much more. He had to go for a job interview today and hoped that he will get the job or he may be living in a cardboard box on the road side. He smiled to himself for his very wise theory of not wearing any underwear instead of wearing the dirty, smelly and cum crusted underwear when going out of the house. Safely he had fifty minutes at least before the bus would arrive to the bus stop exactly across from the curbside of his apartment building. Suddenly he noticed the corner of a porn magazine, peeping from under his mattress. He reached and pulled it out for flipping pages. He found the photo of a girl, he had saved this magazine for. White girl, dark hair and big blue eyes and very small tits. Jim; unlike thousands other guys, he had a fancy for the small tits, maybe not even the tits; just the lump of meat getting ready to take shape. She looked very cute to Jim.

He got his scissors and cut out her photo, then cropped it to look even cuter with the small tits. Being sure he had time, he walked into the kitchen to find his collection and the tape to put her small tittied photo in it. Of course, his cock stirring and lengthening on his leg. He had a lot of time. Carefully taking his shirt and the jeans off, he put them on the side to avoid getting them sweaty or cum drizzled. He knew, he had only these clothes worth wearing for the interview. Now he reached for the small plastic container, he had saved for the good purpose and placed it near him on the bed. His hard cock bounced up and down like a phat lady on a diving board. Getting a good look on his collection, Jim pulled out his hard cock ready for the masturbation. The photos of cute, lick able and tasty chocolate chip nipples, made him rub his cock all over them, pinching, playing pulling, fondle and tweaking all of them in his fantasy and Cumming heavy on all of them.

The heat of friction felt very good as his fist moved up and down on the dry cock shaft. A very faint signal of orgasm made him reach for the plastic container he had put near him on the bed. His hand went berserk, jerking faster, pumping rapidly from the big cockhead to thick shaft base emerging out of the body and the balls sack. Being aware of hitting the climax in a second or two, Jim popped the cover off the plastic container but unfortunately the first forceful spurt flied out like a torpedo but the rest was milked neatly and expertly into the container and then breathing deep and relaxing, he brought the plastic container to his eye level, reading it almost half full and carefully capped it for better usage.

He squeezed the last drops of the precious fluid from the limping cock, wiped the end with his finger, licked it clean and put the clothes back on one by one avoiding any stains particularly on his clean jeans. He thought of his old TV and the VCR, he sold couple of days ago for the food money. He still had about 20 minutes to go. As he stood waiting with his hands in the front pockets, he could feel his semi stiff cock against his hand. Jim could easily get a good grip on it if he wanted to or tried. With a thought, he walked back into the kitchen, opened his pants, took a knife and cut a slit in the lining of the front pocket and zipped up his jeans.