My late friend Eric
My Company has always helped people in our local community so much so that we have received unsolicited recognition from local authorities and media. In my personal life I have always looked out for and helped others both neighbours and acquaintances.
Eric is now in his late seventies and lost his wife some years ago. He coped with help but he had a stroke in recent months and it was decided that he needed a different type of accommodation with higher level of care. I offered to help him to pack his wanted belongings as he moved to a smaller flat with adapted shower room and the ability to hoist him in built in facilities.
One of the many valued items of furniture was a fine wooden rack for books and magazines and I offered to empty the contents and mark them for unpacking. In doing this I discovered he had a collection of porn magazines which were of what I would describe as "woman next door" clothed and naked. I didn't say anything to him but told him his rack contents were boxed and marked "magazine rack". He said he felt I needed some explanation but I might find his explanation offensive. I assured him that I wouldn't be offended at all and understood well enough that he used magazines. I was to have a slight surprise however but before I tell you about this let me tell you one of my long held secrets.
I think it began after I had given birth for a second time. It was an unhappy period of my life when I was often sexually aroused and never fulfilled. I developed a habit of what is probably more accurate to describe as daydreaming rather than of sexual fantasy. Another young mother I knew had the experience of a man exposing his erect cock to her to her absolute horror so unexpectedly. She was quite shocked physically and emotionally. I sometimes daydreamed how I would react in a situation where I could see an erect cock and in this frame of mind the man had no face all I could see was a hard cock and his hand. I would usually flood and become aroused enormously rapidly not that anyone around me would be aware of this secret pleasure. It was an occasional source of pleasure to have this secret although I never masturbated or had an orgasm.
Until my 50's I was not sexually active although I established and managed my own company. My menopause passed and my sexual feelings intensified. I still secretly wondered about men showing their cocks to women and handling them but it was such a small thing for me just a private quirky personal day dream nothing I sought or thought often about.
Eric told me that he had a personal kinky thing that he liked to take his cock out and masturbate looking at women with their clothes on and then to see them naked. As he spoke he took his erect cock out and started to stroke it.
I hadn't expected that and simply smiled back at him unsure if I should comment. He could see me taking a good look at it and said he ought to have asked me first but it was something he just did without thinking. I told him that I was not offended and hoped I didn't appear surprised. He asked if I wanted him to show more and I said without thinking that would be very nice.
He had enormous hairy balls and an average sized hard cock with a purple glans sliding from his foreskin. He stroked slowly and I could see him oozing from the head.
I asked him how long he needed to play before coming and he said that if we chatted about every day things he would let me know. How does one chat about other people with a man in his 70's stroking a hard cock? I didn't want to say anything that would ruin his pleasure but he asked me about his new flat and I realised I was soaking wet and starting intense vaginal contractions as this was my daydream in reality and I was going to find it hard to control. He changed the subject a couple of times never spoke about me personally until he asked if I felt unhappy at what he was doing. I reassured him and he asked if I could enjoy this experience to which I truthfully told him yes it was interesting to watch him. He told me he was close and asked me to bring him some tissues. He certainly came hugely and some of the contents of those large balls were expelled for about half a minute; an utterly impressive shower of cum. I began to mop up some on the carpet and brought a litter bin for him to use. I was still watching his cock which shrank and asked him if he did it more than once at a time. Oh yes came his reply would I like him to do it again? I said I would be happy if he felt he wanted to. His lengthening and stiffening cock was my reply. He asked me if I had ever seen a man take it out and play and I honestly had not and said so. Was there anything that he could do that would help me to watch him. I suggested that we move to his settee as I could watch more closely as I wasn't used to watching a man play with himself.
I asked him some questions about the way he played and he told me he needed to use some baby oil on his foreskin to prevent it becoming dry and sore. I brought oil from the bath room and put on gloves that his carers wore for hygiene reasons. This excited him and I offered to oil him if he let me but to tell me how to do this. I was soon holding his cock and had oiled him to the base of his cock he asked me to slowly move his foreskin back and forth. I tried to be very slow partly because the sight of his glans popping out was making me nearly come and I was really unsure of how long before he would erupt again.
Needless to say my underwear was soaking with excitement and I began to feel unable to continue but he never asked or needed anything. I was pleasantly surprised when he shot twice more for me whilst chatting about everyday things.
I offered to visit him regularly when he moved and have done so for nearly two years. His health can be poor but he looks forward immensely to my visits! I would not have dreamt of asking a much older man about sex I suppose my faceless man would be younger and rather fitter. However the amazing copious spunk of Eric will forever be a reminder of cock watching and touching at its best.
This was written over 5 years ago and sadly Eric is no longer with us. He was a part of my journey to CFNM and to watching men play. This one one of my early stories on this site now retrieved and republished here for those who follow my jottings and are kind enough to comment. RIP Eric for a memorable time shared.
Eric is now in his late seventies and lost his wife some years ago. He coped with help but he had a stroke in recent months and it was decided that he needed a different type of accommodation with higher level of care. I offered to help him to pack his wanted belongings as he moved to a smaller flat with adapted shower room and the ability to hoist him in built in facilities.
One of the many valued items of furniture was a fine wooden rack for books and magazines and I offered to empty the contents and mark them for unpacking. In doing this I discovered he had a collection of porn magazines which were of what I would describe as "woman next door" clothed and naked. I didn't say anything to him but told him his rack contents were boxed and marked "magazine rack". He said he felt I needed some explanation but I might find his explanation offensive. I assured him that I wouldn't be offended at all and understood well enough that he used magazines. I was to have a slight surprise however but before I tell you about this let me tell you one of my long held secrets.
I think it began after I had given birth for a second time. It was an unhappy period of my life when I was often sexually aroused and never fulfilled. I developed a habit of what is probably more accurate to describe as daydreaming rather than of sexual fantasy. Another young mother I knew had the experience of a man exposing his erect cock to her to her absolute horror so unexpectedly. She was quite shocked physically and emotionally. I sometimes daydreamed how I would react in a situation where I could see an erect cock and in this frame of mind the man had no face all I could see was a hard cock and his hand. I would usually flood and become aroused enormously rapidly not that anyone around me would be aware of this secret pleasure. It was an occasional source of pleasure to have this secret although I never masturbated or had an orgasm.
Until my 50's I was not sexually active although I established and managed my own company. My menopause passed and my sexual feelings intensified. I still secretly wondered about men showing their cocks to women and handling them but it was such a small thing for me just a private quirky personal day dream nothing I sought or thought often about.
Eric told me that he had a personal kinky thing that he liked to take his cock out and masturbate looking at women with their clothes on and then to see them naked. As he spoke he took his erect cock out and started to stroke it.
I hadn't expected that and simply smiled back at him unsure if I should comment. He could see me taking a good look at it and said he ought to have asked me first but it was something he just did without thinking. I told him that I was not offended and hoped I didn't appear surprised. He asked if I wanted him to show more and I said without thinking that would be very nice.
He had enormous hairy balls and an average sized hard cock with a purple glans sliding from his foreskin. He stroked slowly and I could see him oozing from the head.
I asked him how long he needed to play before coming and he said that if we chatted about every day things he would let me know. How does one chat about other people with a man in his 70's stroking a hard cock? I didn't want to say anything that would ruin his pleasure but he asked me about his new flat and I realised I was soaking wet and starting intense vaginal contractions as this was my daydream in reality and I was going to find it hard to control. He changed the subject a couple of times never spoke about me personally until he asked if I felt unhappy at what he was doing. I reassured him and he asked if I could enjoy this experience to which I truthfully told him yes it was interesting to watch him. He told me he was close and asked me to bring him some tissues. He certainly came hugely and some of the contents of those large balls were expelled for about half a minute; an utterly impressive shower of cum. I began to mop up some on the carpet and brought a litter bin for him to use. I was still watching his cock which shrank and asked him if he did it more than once at a time. Oh yes came his reply would I like him to do it again? I said I would be happy if he felt he wanted to. His lengthening and stiffening cock was my reply. He asked me if I had ever seen a man take it out and play and I honestly had not and said so. Was there anything that he could do that would help me to watch him. I suggested that we move to his settee as I could watch more closely as I wasn't used to watching a man play with himself.
I asked him some questions about the way he played and he told me he needed to use some baby oil on his foreskin to prevent it becoming dry and sore. I brought oil from the bath room and put on gloves that his carers wore for hygiene reasons. This excited him and I offered to oil him if he let me but to tell me how to do this. I was soon holding his cock and had oiled him to the base of his cock he asked me to slowly move his foreskin back and forth. I tried to be very slow partly because the sight of his glans popping out was making me nearly come and I was really unsure of how long before he would erupt again.
Needless to say my underwear was soaking with excitement and I began to feel unable to continue but he never asked or needed anything. I was pleasantly surprised when he shot twice more for me whilst chatting about everyday things.
I offered to visit him regularly when he moved and have done so for nearly two years. His health can be poor but he looks forward immensely to my visits! I would not have dreamt of asking a much older man about sex I suppose my faceless man would be younger and rather fitter. However the amazing copious spunk of Eric will forever be a reminder of cock watching and touching at its best.
This was written over 5 years ago and sadly Eric is no longer with us. He was a part of my journey to CFNM and to watching men play. This one one of my early stories on this site now retrieved and republished here for those who follow my jottings and are kind enough to comment. RIP Eric for a memorable time shared.
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