I would lay on the bed with my pants off and he would sit beside me on the bed and rub my naked butt and put his finger between my cheeks and fingered my butthole until I came into the bed covers. As soon as I felt his finger on my butthole I got an immediate erection. Sometimes I would stand beside his desk without my pants on as he worked and lean over and open my legs and he would rub me with his hand and reach under and grab my penis and massage me until I came onto the carpet. Sometimes he would show me his penis. I liked looking at his penis and watch him masturbate and come.

Sometimes I would stand beside him and lower my pants and he would give me a hand job. I went to see him every day, or almost every day. He had a bookkeeping business in his apartment across he hall from ours.

The day came when it was time and I was laying on the bed waiting to for him to rub me down and got on me and started to push his penis against me. He reached over my head and put the pillow under my hips and went back to putting his penis against me. He had lathered his penis with this cream and he put some on his fingers and pushed his finger in me and then he got back on and his penis went in.

It was a long time before he got on me on the bed again. I knew what to do and put the pillow under me and it went in easier than the other time. He kept the jar of cream handy to lather up his penis.

His penis was long and I could hold it with one hand and masturbate him. When I did I would put my mouth over the head of his penis and suck and lick him. Sometimes he came, but not always. If he didn't he would sit on his chair, lather up his penis with his cream and beat off until he came.

I learned a whole lot from him during that time. A couple of times he lathered up my penis and had me stick it in him. I told him I liked it when he did a lot more. When I did it I wasn't able to come. He liked the feeling, but he liked the feeling of giving it to me a whole lot more, so I didn't do him very often.

He had to move because his mother got ill. When he left he gave me these magazines with naked guys. I used those magazines to masturbate for the longest time, I ruined them, holding them open while I masturbated. I got a lot hornier with the black and white pictures than the full color layouts. In one move years later, I wrapped them in brown paper and left them in a dumpster. I wish I hadn't.

Masturbation for me is a great feeling, it lets me do what ever I want. One of the best images is his penis as he masturbated. For me, that is what a penis should look like. It was definitely larger than the average, and I have seen my share. He must be dead by now, I never did hear from him after he moved to go take care of his mother.