wankerman

I chatted for a short while with a guy on a swingers website a couple of days ago. Straight forward, no fuss but friendly kind of chat. His profile header said he was always looking for a decent massage…so I offered.

He came over about an hour later. He's a young 41, 1m78. shaved head, with a dark blond beard. Very friendly greeting and lovely smile. No time was wasted as he stripped off though he was a bit unusual in his demeanour. He was very friendly, though not exactly chatty and didn't seem nervous; nor was he submissive, but equally, he just went along with whatever I said. His skin was pale, but had a nice amount of hair in the right places, such as across his nicely toned chest. Overall, he was lean and in really good shape, with lovely arms. He lay down on the cushions laid in front of the fire which I thought it might make a change ( for me anyway) instead on a bed. What I didn't notice with a full frontal was quite how big his arse is. Not bad, just a disproportionate size which didn’t quite match the rest of him.

Throughout the massage he was silent and didn’t react to anything. Good or bad. He was certainly relaxed, but I thought he was just that, relaxed to the extreme. There was no resistance or tensing when I rimmed him. Just stillness.

I quite like it when a guy is so relaxed that he'll let me do whatever I want. I guess it's a sense of trust. However, it was unusual to get SO little reaction that I wondered if he wasn't really into it and just tolerating what I was doing to him.

As he turned on to his back, he was flaccid, which was also a tad disappointing, considering I’d had my tongue and finger up his arse a few seconds earlier.

While massaging his front, I noticed that his average sized, uncut cock with upward curve and small balls, had the quickest erection I’ve ever witnessed. From flaccid to hard in just a couple of seconds…which was slightly reassuring as I figured it might explain why he was soft when he turned over. It went down just as quick.

I feel as though I am labouring this story given that not a lot happened. At the end of the massage, I worked on his cock. Sitting between his open legs, I had a finger stoking his prostate while I sucked on his dick. Like with everything else....there was no real indication of whether or not he was enjoying the experience but remarkably, his prostate worked as quickly as his erections. From nothing, to swollen in a second or two, just as he silently shot a nice creamy load over his abs. Had known he was about to cum, I would have made sure it was down my throat...but it happened to be at a time I was sat up and was giving him some wrist action. It was during his orgasm he did open his mouth and arch his neck back. That was as much reaction as I got at any point.

The whole thing was enjoyable enough, but sexually, nothing remarkable.

After he’d cum, he lay still again, as I caressed his body. He was going to sleep. Eventually, stiffness in my legs got the better of the situation and as I moved, he sat up and smiled.

He stayed for another 3hours, the two of us sitting in front of the fire, naked and chatting. We got on really well, but what I learned about him is that he is a naturist and has spent a fair about of time, naked, with men and women, but never had any sexual interaction with a man before. He'd recently had a MFM hook up with a couple but again, had no interaction with the man. He had also never had anything up his bum or been rimmed.

When he commented that the orgasm was incredibly intense, I explained it was primarily due to his nut being stroked at the time, which was news to him.

So that explained a lot. To be fair, when I later looked at his profile again, it does say ‘straight’ and much as that doesn’t always mean much, if I’d noticed, I might have asked about his experience (or lack of) sooner.

I seem to have gained a reputation for local men who want to try out being with another man, or pushing the boundaries of their limited experience.

He was genuinely interested and asked a lot of questions.

Perhaps it was the fact that after nearly 4 hours at mine, he was beginning to think about going home when he rather randomly commented that I hadn't cum yet and asked if I ever do cum when massaging a guy (it was out of context to the particular topic of conversation at the time). I immediately suspected that he was going to ask if I was going to knock one out while he was there, as during 3 hours of conversation we had covered that topic already.

Anyway...I responded that I nearly always cum at some point. (sometimes I wank myself off after a guy has shot his load, other times it evolves in to more of a fuck session, or whatever).

Sure enough, he commented that I'd not cum '...so far' and wondered if i wanted to. I wasn't sure if he was inviting me to indulge myself or if he was offering to do it for me, but either way, I felt that it was as much about his curiosity (maybe, after 3 hours of naked sex talk...he was horny again), as any real concern about my sexual needs.

Given I was precumming like crazy (I'd kept scooping it up and eating it, which seemed to amuse him) I suggested that perhaps I really ought to unleash a load and asked if he was going to '...give me a hand'.

I genuinely don't know if that is what he was angling at...or just wanted to watch, but he gave a relaxed, rather nonchalant, agreement to help out. Having been horny for hours, my tool had been up and down like a yo-yo throughout our conversation, but with HIS question about my need/desire to spunk up, it got me fully aroused and 'ready to go'.

At this point we were sitting at opposite ends of the sofa as the mood turned from chatty to being more sexually charged, with a sudden silence as I stared to stroke myself...eating the next oozing of precum to surface.

There was a slight awkwardness from him, but I got the feeling it more more to do with not knowing quite what to do, rather than any discomfort of seeing me slowly masturbating my precum covered meat. In part, to make it easier for him, I moved to the cushions where he had been for his massage, just in front of the fire. Quite matter of factly, I encouraged him to sit between my legs so he could beat me off from the same position I'd brought him to a climax. He dutifully took up position and taking hold of the first cock in his hand other than his own, I lay back and let him 'explore'. I didn't know if he might have a suck....but I wasn't going to make him feel obliged. I felt sure that if it was something he was comfortable with...he'd do it.

It wasn't going to take long, so I did inform him that I do like a good strong grip (a finger and thumb lightly flicking up and down doesn't work for me), but other than that, I let him get on with it.

In the event...he stuck to wanking. He kept up a tight grip and a steady action, beating my meat in such a way that my balls soon tightened and my thoughts of 'Keep going. Toss me off. Make me cum.' etc...were being verbalized almost unconsciously.

I widened my legs which quivered and twitched as the sensation of the impending eruption of semen was building in my loins. It felt fantastic. The world was disappearing until my awareness was limited to my penis, my tingling gonads and the wankers hand.

My grunts and groans had an urgency to them as the moment drew close and I breathlessly told him to squeeze balls. He was never going to squeeze hard enough , but now wasn't the time to give lessons. I felt the pressure being applied as I arched my back and pushed my legs as far apart as I could get them. My entire body trembled as the anticipated blinding orgasm and explosion of spunk induced a long throaty groan of pleasure as my jizz spewed out, landing heavily on my body. After a long afternoon of arousal, I expected it to be a big load...and it was. I rocked my hips back and forth to make sure my wanker kept the momentum going, until, despite the warmth of the fire, I shivered as the last few drops eased from my piss hole and I relaxed - as the world came back in to focus.

My wanker had intuitively slowed and eventually stopped his activity, pretty much at the right time.

(Vid isn't with 'the wanker' in question, as I have no pics or vids with him. it's just a random video of me cumming)

https://video.wixstatic.com/video/42ffff_1c0bc5bb01d04d1492f0ca6fd06350a6/1080p/mp4/file.mp4

After a moments rest, I lifted my head and told him he'd passed the test. He was now qualified to go forth and masturbate men. He made no comment, but laughed. I noticed his cum covered hand was being held up like he didn't know what to do with the mess. I was tempted to lick if from his hand, but wondered if that might gross him out...so I waved my hand about and suggested he just wipe his hand on me. I was a mess anyway.

We stayed in position, chatting, for about 10 or 15 mins before he eventually got to his feet and decided it was time to head home.

He comes across a fairly gentle, genuine soul, who is comfortable in his own skin and with who he is. I enjoyed his company and despite a fairly underwhelming sexual experience (credit for being a good wanker), we did seem to get on well. He said he would like to meet again...so who knows. I'd give him another go. :-)