Masturbation Vacation

When I was younger, I lived with two other guys.  Yes, I masturbated a lot. A LOT. But I was always quiet about it. I had to sneak to do it. When Ann asked me to watch her house for the weekend while she was away, I jumped at the chance.  This was going to be my masturbation vacation!
When I was younger, I lived with two other guys.  Yes, I masturbated a lot. A LOT. But I was always quiet about it. I had to sneak to do it. When Ann asked me to watch her house for the weekend while she was away, I jumped at the chance.  This was going to be my masturbation vacation!
I found the key in the mailbox and opened up the door.  There's food and beer in the refrigerator, a note read.  She was so thoughtful. I would certainly avail myself. I would need to keep my strength up.  I stripped completely naked. I wouldn't be needing these clothes for the rest of the day. Oops. The curtains.  I dashed to close them before anyone saw in..
It felt freeing to be naked around the house. This was something that I wanted to do for a while, but modesty prevented me. Sure, every great once in a while, I'd walk naked from the bathroom to my bedroom. But this was freedom. I reached down and fondled while exploring the house.
My first wank would be a nice, long luxurious one.  I laid down on Ann's bed. I brought in a bottle of hand lotion I had found in the bathroom. I slicked up my hard dick and my balls. I slowly stroked with my right hand, playing with my balls with the left hand.  I moaned loudly. This was something I couldn't do at my place, so I did it purposefully here. I writhed on her bed, as my left hand traveled.  I rubbed my thights, pinched my nipples, felt my belly. Finally I came hard, screaming as I spurt out hot jizz all over my naked belly.
I got up and wiped off with a towel. I wasn't finished, though.  I cranked out a second one right afterwards, and dumped it into the toilet.
I went to the living room, still nude, and sat down in the recliner. I watched television for a couple of hours.  All the while, I casUally played with my penis. It would swell up a little from time to time, and then go back down. After my shows were over, I jacked off in the recliner. It took a little while longer this time, but I got off a third time.
After a snack, I cracked open a beer and chilled out for a while, listening to some music. Then I went into the bedroom. I decided to check out Ann's underwear drawer. I found a pretty, low cut silky pair. My dick stiffened again. I lightly rubbed it up and down on my hardening dick. I looked at a picture of Ann up on the wall... looked into her eyes as I rubbed her panties against my cock.  This got me rock hard again. I didn't mess them up, though. I put them back where I found them. She would be none the wiser.  As I arranged her underwear in her drawer, I found a big, pink dildo. Ann was a self-love fan too!
In all, I guess I came about five times that day.  I lay down naked in Ann's bed at night and fell asleep with my dick in my hand. When I got up in the morning, I went to the cafe on the corner for breakfast.  Lord, I must have been a sight!  My hair was a mess. I was spent. I mean worn out.  I hope I didn't smell too bad. But I was mellow. It was peaceful. The endorphins I had released the night before were rewarding me today. 
When I got back to the house, I cleaned up.  I showered, and put everything back in its place.  I washed the sheets and the towel.  I packed up my stuff and left the house in better shape then when I found it. She would never know how I used her house. But the Masturbation Vacation was a success.
I found the key in the mailbox and opened up the door.  "There's food and beer in the refrigerator", a note read.  She was so thoughtful. I would certainly avail myself. I would need to keep my strength up.  I stripped completely naked. I wouldn't be needing these clothes for the rest of the day. Oops. The curtains.  I dashed to close them before anyone saw in.

It felt freeing to be naked around the house. This was something that I wanted to do for a while, but modesty prevented me. Sure, every great once in a while, I'd walk naked from the bathroom to my bedroom. But this was freedom. I reached down and fondled while exploring the house.

My first wank would be a nice, long luxurious one.  I laid down on Ann's bed. I brought in a bottle of hand lotion I had found in the bathroom. I slicked up my hard dick and my balls. I slowly stroked with my right hand, playing with my balls with the left hand.  I moaned loudly. This was something I couldn't do at my place, so I did it purposefully here. I writhed on her bed, as my left hand traveled.  I rubbed my thights, pinched my nipples, felt my belly. Finally I came hard, screaming as I spurt out hot jizz all over my naked belly.

I got up and wiped off with a towel. I wasn't finished, though.  I cranked out a second one right afterwards, and dumped it into the toilet.

I went to the living room, still nude, and sat down in the recliner. I watched television for a couple of hours.  All the while, I causally played with my penis. It would swell up a little from time to time, and then go back down. After my shows were over, I jacked off in the recliner. It took a little while longer this time, but I got off a third time.

After a snack, I cracked open a beer and chilled out for a while, listening to some music. Then I went into the bedroom. I decided to check out Ann's underwear drawer. I found a pretty, low cut silky pair. My dick stiffened again. I lightly rubbed it up and down on my hardening dick. I looked at a picture of Ann up on the wall... looked into her eyes as I rubbed her panties against my cock.  This got me rock hard again. I didn't mess them up, though. I put them back where I found them. She would be none the wiser.  As I arranged her underwear in her drawer, I found a big, pink dildo. Ann was a self-love fan too!

In all, I guess I came about five times that day.  I lay down naked in Ann's bed at night and fell asleep with my dick in my hand. When I got up in the morning, I went to the Cafe on the corner for breakfast.  Lord, I must have been a sight!  My hair was a mess. I was spent. I mean worn out.  I hope I didn't smell too bad. But I was mellow. It was peaceful. The endorphins I had released the night before were rewarding me today. 

When I got back to the house, I cleaned up.  I showered, and put everything back in its place.  I washed the sheets and the towel.  I packed up my stuff and left the house in better shape then when I found it. She would never know how I used her house. But the Masturbation Vacation was a success.