How's it going? I went into a camera page a while ago. I never had done that before. And at the touch, I got turned on. I'm heterosexual, a word that causes laughter because I never had to clarify it. I have a wide head, let's put it that way. I started browsing the page for a bit, then a little more each day, and so I kept discovering more things.
Obviously, I masturbated. I did it several times.
I found a Cordovan girl who was really into it, and I masturbated for her. But I have the problem that when my blood gets to the head of the cock, the other head doesn't function well. The tank isn't getting water, see? It's like you know what I mean.
It gave me the urge to transmit... an illusion, thinking I'd find some girl as weird as me.
As a good masturbator, anxious, scared, etc., I never realized there were plenty of people watching this somewhat terrifying show.
Several days passed and a couple of women started connecting (okay) and the games began. Took me long enough to realize I had masturbated several times for some other gay guy masked as a hot woman on a fake profile.
Well, guys, I don't have anything against anyone. But we're big, big and weird.
It's better, I think, to say... You can look at me crazy, warm my cock up... which doesn't mean I like showing it off to guys, but I say honesty is better than being so repulsive and wanting to be someone else, or something else in this case.
Well, the fact is that as a big masturbator, I ended up giving Skype access to a couple of people.
And as you keep investigating, you start realizing fake photos, fake profiles, etc.
I know, I'm an important jerk.
Luckily, I met a couple of people who are even weirder than me and they gave me some tips:
Pay attention, buddy, if it doesn't turn you on, they're just messing with you
or ask for the phone number and talk.
And then I got a bit paranoid... Who saw me? Ha ha
WHO WAS THE KID WHO LIED TO ME HA HA ETC
This whole paranoid sequence is due to people like Tal Mariano, I don't need to say more; with the excuse that I'm going to jerk off to her, he was like a week pretending to be someone else, also a cutie so you can wank me, etc. Or people like Maria from BsAs, who by the way, the pictures she sent me later I realized I had seen them here, haha; it seemed to like wanking until I confessed it wasn't the girl in the pictures. I couldn't get the info out of her but at least she was more sincere, so I'm still respecting her, or him, it's all the same by now. Already these days I'm so distrustful that I don't even believe myself. I mean, look; it's hard to say, see me, I want to jerk off with you because you seemed like a pretty cutie, nice guy, very nice trava, doesn't matter. But if we're all in the same... what's the need for the stupid lying and lying to oneself. Even so, I'll keep going in to see what happens... And I'm still wanking, with a bit more care. This isn't a sexual story where you're going to end up boner. I wanted to tell you what happened to me while wanking. And so that wankers aren't victims of other lying wankers who pretend to be someone they're not and can't even jerk off saying who they are. Good wanker hug... but not to just anyone, only to the one who deserves it.
Obviously, I masturbated. I did it several times.
I found a Cordovan girl who was really into it, and I masturbated for her. But I have the problem that when my blood gets to the head of the cock, the other head doesn't function well. The tank isn't getting water, see? It's like you know what I mean.
It gave me the urge to transmit... an illusion, thinking I'd find some girl as weird as me.
As a good masturbator, anxious, scared, etc., I never realized there were plenty of people watching this somewhat terrifying show.
Several days passed and a couple of women started connecting (okay) and the games began. Took me long enough to realize I had masturbated several times for some other gay guy masked as a hot woman on a fake profile.
Well, guys, I don't have anything against anyone. But we're big, big and weird.
It's better, I think, to say... You can look at me crazy, warm my cock up... which doesn't mean I like showing it off to guys, but I say honesty is better than being so repulsive and wanting to be someone else, or something else in this case.
Well, the fact is that as a big masturbator, I ended up giving Skype access to a couple of people.
And as you keep investigating, you start realizing fake photos, fake profiles, etc.
I know, I'm an important jerk.
Luckily, I met a couple of people who are even weirder than me and they gave me some tips:
Pay attention, buddy, if it doesn't turn you on, they're just messing with you
or ask for the phone number and talk.
And then I got a bit paranoid... Who saw me? Ha ha
WHO WAS THE KID WHO LIED TO ME HA HA ETC
This whole paranoid sequence is due to people like Tal Mariano, I don't need to say more; with the excuse that I'm going to jerk off to her, he was like a week pretending to be someone else, also a cutie so you can wank me, etc. Or people like Maria from BsAs, who by the way, the pictures she sent me later I realized I had seen them here, haha; it seemed to like wanking until I confessed it wasn't the girl in the pictures. I couldn't get the info out of her but at least she was more sincere, so I'm still respecting her, or him, it's all the same by now. Already these days I'm so distrustful that I don't even believe myself. I mean, look; it's hard to say, see me, I want to jerk off with you because you seemed like a pretty cutie, nice guy, very nice trava, doesn't matter. But if we're all in the same... what's the need for the stupid lying and lying to oneself. Even so, I'll keep going in to see what happens... And I'm still wanking, with a bit more care. This isn't a sexual story where you're going to end up boner. I wanted to tell you what happened to me while wanking. And so that wankers aren't victims of other lying wankers who pretend to be someone they're not and can't even jerk off saying who they are. Good wanker hug... but not to just anyone, only to the one who deserves it.
2 comentários - Si sos pajero... para que mentir?
La moraleja es persevera y triunfarás (?)
Hola!, me alegra y excita encontrar varones pajeros como yo. Levanto mi pija en reivindicación de la paja, el noble oficio de masturbase en honor al amor y sexo total con uno, sin vergüenzas ni pudores.
Ahora escribo luego de acabar mirando en la computadora un video de travestis cogiendo entre ellas.
Fue una paja sencilla, saqué mi pija (que bien erecta alcanza los 18,3 centímetros de largo por 4,2 cm de ancho) y luego de embardunarme los labios con el líquido preseminal, le di suave a mi pene hasta que comencé a sentir que me llegaba la leche. Ahí me detuve, puse la verga entre mis muslos y los moví pausadamente hasta que ví que en la peli la trava largaba su lechazo sobre la cara del hombre que la acompañaba; entonces si, me moví más rápido hasta que empecé a derramar mi lechita sabrosa, sabrosa porque me encanta tragármela.
Tengo 45 años, soy divorciado, periodista, sano, buen aspecto.
En promedio me pajeo 4 veces por semana, aunque depende de las calenturas que junte, pues muchas veces me masturbo cinco o seis veces en un día. Cuando estoy muy alzado me pongo una tanguita y me siento sobre una zanahoria, para sentir en mi culo un bulto. No soy gay, sino pajero. Me gustaría hacer pajas cruzadas, mirando porno y gozando.
Me excito con travas, conchas depiladas y lesbianas.
Si me contestás, podemos enviarnos fotos y videos.
Mail: deere69ar@yahoo.com.ar