A Medley of Milking Stories

from the net, various dates

Three stories of male milking

 


Milking a Husband July 31, 1999

That story about the two lesbians milking a man for his sperm so they could have a baby is wild. I did something similar to my own husband two and a half years ago. We had been married for 11 years and had two children, a girl of 9 and a boy of 5. I wanted another child but my husband refused me! He said he didn’t think we could afford it over the long run. This got me mad as hell and started my thoughts on how to get my way, regardless of what he said. I checked my cycles and when I felt it was yhe optimum time I got him in bed and he placed his condom on his dick as was his habit. I thought to myself that I was going to get that condom with his sperm that night. I suggested a bondage scene followed by hot sex and readily agreed to let me tie him at all four posts with pantyhose. I tied him down nice and tight and knew he was not going anywhere.   Continue reading

My First

My First

by BoundBalls

A boy has his first orgasm fantasizing about masturbating for neighbor girls.

This is what I was like when I was 13 years old. It's
a true story and the fantasy I was thinking at that
time. It was also my first experience with orgasm.
Hope you enjoy.
I can still remember being 13 and in my room alone in
the house teasing myself after a long day of swimming
with a bunch of girls my age. I was thinking about one
girl especially. She was my neighbor and was a few
years older (15+ I think). She was wearing her older
sister's bathing suit. Why I don't know, I guess
because she figured she was old enough. But anyway,
the top was probably a cup size to big for her and
with the suit being wet it seemed to stretched out
even more. This allowed me many glimpses through out
the day of her wonderfully youthful breast. Beautiful
perky cones with goose bumps. It was tough to conceal
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Homework Handjob

Guided Masturbation Stories

Homework Handjob

alt.sex.stories, 1999

“I’m a virgin!” he splurted, red faced.
“Ahhh. Well, you’re in for a treat then. I bet you wank off, don’t
you? In the bathroom, in here… Just grab your cock and wank, right?”
“Yes…”
“I bet you’ve got some wank mags. Let’s see…” Mandy stood, and
walked over to Andrew’s bed. She slid a hand under the mattress and
pulled out three or four well used looking mags. She sat on the bed and
started flicking through the mags, smiling as she came across some pages
that were stuck together.
“These ones must have been good, Andrew. Come over here and sit down
with me. Let’s see if I can do something about that stiffy you’ve
got…”

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I Got a Job as a Cum Provider

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I Got a Job as a Cum Provider

alt.sex.stories, 1998

I was broke, in college and looking for something, anything
to cure my financial ailment. The add I found was strange.
“Young males wanted, Specialty taste club catering to the
unusual, Excellent pay, flexible hours, no selling. Call for
personal interview”

 

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Early memories of masturbation

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Early memories of masturbation

alt.sex.masturbation, 1999

My earliest memory of self stimulation happened when I was around 7. I
had begun to notice my penis more, probably due to
it’s newfound tendency to announce itself by getting stiff, like it was
trying to poke itself out of my shorts, or, in cases when
I was showering, say, “Hey, look at me. Touch me. Don’t I look like
fun?” I suppose it happened more often in the shower
with the blast of the shower jet stimulating it. I don’t remember any
sexual kind of feelings from the streaming water, but it
seemed to have some effect on my penis. One day after showering, I was
toweling off. My cock was still stiff from the shower,
and brushing the soft, but coarse fabric of the towel over it made me
shiver. Not the usual kind of shiver, like, it’s cold, or
something gave me the willies. This one started like a bolt of
electricity at the tip of my dick, shot right through it, and sent
tingles all through my body.

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Visit to an English Doctor

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Visit to an English Doctor

from alt.sex.masturbation, 1995

He squeezed the tip to check the opening, and found it red. Finding swelling in one of the seminal vesicles, the doctor said that he would have to examine the sperm. I was wondering if I was going to have to perform in front of him, not something I looked forward to. He asked me if I would be comfortable with masturbating to generate the sample or have it produced electrically. I had heard that bulls are milked for samples electrically, and thought that if I was going to have to get it off in the doctors office, that a hands off approach could be a new and possibly refreshing pleasure.

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I hate doctor visits

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I hate doctor visits

alt.sex.stories, 1996

“Well just tell me if anything hurts,” she instructs. By this
time she has pushed my penis up against my stomach and is holding
it there with her right hand. Her thumb and fore finger gently
hold both sides of my penis just below the glans while her left
hand slowly and deliberately massages each testicle, in turn,
though my sagging scrotum. She then turns her attention to my
penis.

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The private lives of phone-sex operators

… But whether they are working in a packed call centre wearing headsets or from home wearing lingerie, phone-sex operators (or PSOs) are as diverse as the callers. I can definitely see the appeal of wanting to make money from talking dirty, like the Americans pictured here in Phillip Toledano’s compelling portraits. But these women (and men, some very successful PSOs have been boys with high-pitched voices!) have to do so much more: they have to morph into a role that is part therapist, part sexual surrogate. They also have to improvise and create multiple personae in order to play the submissive secretary, the naughty nurse, the adult baby, the porn star or the barely legal teen girl. …

Fantasy lines: The private lives of phone-sex operators – This Britain, UK – The Independent

I Meet Toni’s Mom

I start to strip. It’s a strange sensation, a strange scene. Toni’s standing there, her mom is sitting in her draftsman’s chair, relaxed as can be, watching me disrobe without the least look of embarrassment. She’s not excited, she’s not tense. Guys are meat to be naked for us, I think she’s thinking. So I get on with it. Toni watches. She looks at her mom every now and then and then smiles at me. She’s proud of me. She can tell something. She’s recruited a good one.

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The Masturbation Interviews

This is a series of interviews with masturbators on their life styles. The interviews are conducted by various phone sex mistresses (who specialize in guided masturbation) and double as promotions for their services, but the interviews are genuine (I was one). It might be of interest to other masturbators.

The Masturbation Interviews