The Ancient And Noble Art by Nigel aka Horny Writer

By nigel

Published on Jun 8, 2003

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THE ANCIENT AND NOBLE ART By Nigel aka Horny Writer

Please let me know how you get on with this ! e-mail me at horny_writer@hotmail.com

Wanking is, of course, an ancient and noble art form. Please allow me to share a few experiences with you. I'd love to hear some of yours !

I remember it well; the first time I had a wank. I wasn't much more than a kid and wasn't over sure what was happening to my body, my dick was getting bigger and had topped itself with a developing bush of pubes. I'd had a couple of wet dreams but hadn't yet explored the pleasures of the hand.

I was walking home from school with a friend, John. "Have you tossed yourself off yet ?" he asked.

"What ?"

"Masturbated ?"

Now I hate that word these days, it kind of sounds dirty and Victorian, it doesn't convey the real sense of what the act involves: pleasure, fun, daring, excitement. I much prefer wank as a definition of the ancient and noble art.

"No."

"I did it last night for the first time," John explained. "It was real great."

I'd heard other boys talking and making smutty jokes about this but in all honesty I didn't know what one had to do.

"Was it ?"

"Fucking brilliant," John continued. "You've got hairs round your balls, I've seen them in the showers after PE, so when are you going to try it ?"

"Don't know, tonight perhaps."

"Want to come round my house and we can do it together ?"

Like I said I didn't honestly know what was involved so perhaps a teacher may be a good idea. "OK," I agreed.

John's house had a loft conversion which was a kind of den for him and it was there that I lost my virginity to that ancient and noble art of having a wank.

"Your dick needs to be standing up and dead hard," John explained all knowledgeable like.

It was.

As John dropped his trousers and then his pants, stepping out of them, I copied. I'd seen other boys naked in the showers and they had seen me but it was the first time I had ever seen another lad with a hard on and the first time any had seen me. My dick, I remember, was bigger than John's - fatter. Although about the same length as mine his was thinner and sharper.

I guess we just stood looking at each other for a moment, hearts beating and my wondering what would happen next.

"Best to take your shirt off," John said pulling his over his head, "you don't want to splash it."

I did as I was told.

John showed me the time-tested hold with his fist and demonstrated the pumping motion. I copied.

It was then all over very quickly, two kids squirting their infant spunk out into the air. It felt a bit dirty afterwards but hell the sensation was grand. I tried it out at home in private the next day and over the years have refined the art to bring me much pleasure. John and I never had a session together again and never spoke of that evening in his loft with his parents and sister watching TV downstairs.

Although I have had many more wanks so far in my life than I can ever remember there have been a few which I have shared with others, special times.

The next time I shared a wank with a guy was a few years later, I remember clearly I was seventeen then. I was camping with two mates. Steve and Karl were their names. We'd been drinking cans of beer and so when Steve made his joke we two took him seriously.

"Who's up for a wank then," Steve laughed.

Karl and I picked up the challenge.

For the second time in my life I was naked and hard on with another guy, this time with two guys, making ready to ejaculate our manhood. But before I do that I need to explain something to you.

I have a tight foreskin which covers the head of my dick even when it's hard on. I thought this was normal for all guys. You see when John and I had wanked together, my first time, he was just like me and his foreskin covered the head of his dick. Coincidence perhaps but I thought that was how it was meant to be.

When Steve and Karl examined me by the light of a torch that night they found me interestingly different.

"Can't you stretch it back then ?" Karl said.

"No," I demonstrated, "it's fixed by this bit of skin holding on to the shaft. I didn't realise you weren't supposed to have that. Hell am I deformed ?"

"Nah," Steve said, "look at me we've all got that bit of skin but you should be able to stretch the foreskin back over it and let the head of your dick pop out like this."

I tried but couldn't.

As we raced to see who could cum first it certainly was no handicap to me. I came first, Steve second and Karl last. That was a good wank, better than my first effort with John and already I had an idea for my third session !

Karl had a twin brother, Brian. It was very difficult to tell them apart, just a slight turn of the mouth and the way their eyes were formed let those who knew them well tell them apart. In every other way they were perfectly identical. It occurred to me that if they were so alike in face, height and build their dicks would also be exactly the same. I was curious and brought the subject up with Karl some days later.

"Brian's a bit bigger than me, Karl said, "but I am more hairy."

This I had to see for myself.

I waited patiently for my chance and that chance was a little while coming.

My parents were away for the week-end and had foolishly entrusted the house to me. I suggested to Karl and Brian that they come round, we could watch some videos and get drunk. They could then sleep over. So we watched videos and sank a few cans of lager before throwing some sleeping bags on the floor. Stripped to our underpants we three lay on top of the sleeping bags as the next video started to roll.

It was a crap film and so I made my move.

"Forgive my observation, I said, "but I can't help noticing the bulge in the front of your underpants is the same for both of you. Hell you even have the same colour pants on. Are you two identical down there as well ?" It was a bit of a chance but how else was I to open the subject ?

"Told you before," Karl said, "Brian's a bit bigger than me but I am more hairy."

"No you aint," Brian protested. "And hey when did you tell him that ?"

Karl looked at me and as our eyes met our thoughts passed.

Karl told his brother about the wank we had by torch-light in the tent then added. "And brother you should see his foreskin, man it's strange." Karl winked at me slyly.

"Well we'll show your ours if you'll show us yours," Brian giggled.

"You offering then ?"

He was.

That then was the third time in my life I was naked, hard on and in the company of other guys about to share a wank. From where I looked, and I looked closely I can tell you, it was impossible to tell the twins manhood apart. If Brian was bigger than Karl you would have needed a micrometer to find any difference and if Karl was more hairy then both must have been to the same barber earlier in the day. I reckon if you cut every pube off each one of them and counted each hair they would have been the same. They even came together at the precise same moment.

"You two often do this together ?" I asked.

"Now and then," Brian smiled. "Nice having you along as number three."

When we had shot our loads and covered our modesty with our underpants again I started to tell my friends about a new way I had found of having a wank.

"It takes a lot longer to cum," I explained but when you do it's like a volcano erupting. I tried to demonstrate how to hold the head of ones cock with the tips of ones fingers, right where the head meets the shaft and gently massage until you cum. It's my favorite method and beats the fist pumping any day.

But we had only just cum, were fairly full of drink and couldn't manage it again there and then.

Now I don't want you to think that I have spent all my life wanking with my friends but a couple of months later Karl and I were again camping somewhere out in the wilds on the side of a mountain. This time there was a guy by the name of Clifford with us. Clifford was new to our crowd of guys and we neither of us knew him all that well. Karl and I were both eighteen by now but Clifford was a year younger.

I was soon to learn that Karl had tried out my method of wanking and had felt the benefits it could bring. "Justin has told me of a great way to have wank," he said.

"Shut up."

"No," Karl said with a false note of severity in his voice, "this is a scientific discovery we should share with all mankind."

"Give over."

"So is this something you want to learn about Cliff ? If Justin won't show you I will."

Now I didn't know that Clifford was gay and I don't think Karl did either. I know that Karl had been with girls and I had as well, once but it wasn't all that good at it, to be honest I got more fun from a wank. I'm certainly bi and I think Karl is but Clifford was all the way gay.

"Sure I would like to learn," Clifford said, "but you two will have to show me by doing it to me. If that's all right."

Karl and I looked at each other but said nothing.

"So do you wank my cock or not ?" Clifford undid the top button of his jeans and slid down the zip. "Come on," he said to me taking my hand, "come and see what you can find."

He moved my hand and pushed it down the front of his jeans, beneath a pair of boxer shorts. Shit ! I had shared a wank with Karl twice, once with his brother Brian and all those years ago with John as my first time when my balls first dropped but never before had I actually touched another guys cock.

"Hold on to me," I can take it.

The palm of my hand was against his lower abdomen and his hard dick was touching the back of my fingers. The tips of those fingers drifted into his pubes which were thick and bushy. I wanted to hold him, you bet I wanted to hold him.

"There's room for two inside," Clifford said to Karl.

I looked at my friend and invited him to join me inside Clifford's underwear. But Clifford moved as quickly as he could inside the restricted space of the tent flinging items of clothing away from his body and was soon stark naked.

"That's better," he said, "now you have more room between you."

My dick was as solid as a rock and I'm sure that Karl was as well but we both had all our clothes on. We neither of us made to undress but instead took it in turns to fist Clifford's dick until he came. We didn't use my suggested method at all but thrust and pumped up and down changing over after about twenty strokes. I was holding on when Clifford let out a deep groan and started to cum. Karl put his hand on mine and we completed things together.

"My turn now," Clifford said. "I want you both naked and laying flat on the floor."

He knelt between us taking my cock in his right and Karl's in his left setting up a firm beat. We came together and Clifford squeezed every last drop out of us.

That was one hell of a strange experience.

It wasn't long before I left home for university and another mutual wanking session. I can tell you that my dick is dead hard now recalling and writing about these times so I'm going to break for a moment and empty my balls. I'll be back in a bit.

That was good; I've needed a wank all day. Well on with my story.

I had a wide circle of friends at university among which was a lad by the name of George but we all called him Gee. Gee had a girlfriend who I know he was poking with a degree of regularity. The night in question came after he and the young lady had, had one of their many blazing rows. Storming out of the hall of residence Gee joined a group of us who were on our way to the student bar. "I'll show the bitch," he shouted, "I'm going to get drunk and then I'm going to have a wank. That'll teach her !"

We told him not to shout quite so loud, well not about the wanking bit anyway. To be honest I didn't see how either getting drunk or having a wank would hurt Lynn, that was Gee's girlfriend's name, but I guess both experiences could be good for Gee.

Those of you who have been through the university system, or are passing through it right now, will know that students are always hard up, even if they aren't they should claim so to be. I learned how to make a pint last for ever and to conserve my bank balance. That night Gee was on shorts and tipped two large whiskies back one directly after the other oblivious to any expense.

"Steady on Gee," I said, "it's early."

The others in our group agreed. "Make it last man."

Another whisky went down the hatch and Gee was well merry. Then he then turned to pints.

So the evening progressed without much incident until it was time to stagger back to the halls. "I'm still going to have a wank," Gee confirmed, "I'll teach her, you wait and see."

"That's right mate," somebody said," but try not to tell the whole world about it."

Somehow it fell to me, as the others drifted away, to pour Gee into his room. "Make him some coffee, black and strong."

"Sure."

"You are a good friend Justin," Gee slurred. "A good friend you are. You agree she's a bitch don't you ?"

"What ever you say."

"I'm definitely going to have that wank you know, a bloody good fuckin' wank."

I shrugged my shoulders. What could I say ? I closed the door to Gee's room and looked for some coffee.

"Stay Justin."

"I'll make some coffee."

"Sod the coffee, stay my friend and have a wank with me."

I didn't think Gee was capable of managing it in his inebriated state. "You need to sleep it off, it'll be different in the morning."

"Perhaps but I am going to have a wank now and if you are a mate you'll wank with me."

He started undressing, fumbling with buttons and making slow progress.

"Have you ever wanked with a guy before ?" Gee said. "Come along don't be a prude; have a wank with me now."

I thought of the fun I had with Karl and Brian, with Steve and all those years ago the very first time with John. As I thought to myself Gee had managed to dress himself down to a pair of Calvin Klein briefs and a pair of white sports socks.

"Come on Justin, get `em off !"

"What the heck," I said. "Why not ?" "I knew I could count on you," Gee said with a cunning smile. "Your middle name isn't Henry by any chance is it ?" I didn't understand.

With a stumble and a trip off came Gee's Calvins to leave him quite naked save for those white sports socks.

I had been wrong, dead wrong, couldn't have been more incorrect, a mistake to go down in the legend of history. Gee I mean - about the drink - his not being able to manage it - not up to it if you understand my meaning. His dick was as upstanding and rock hard as any man could be in a state of being stone cold sober.

"Come along," Gee chided. "Let's see the size of your manhood."

Oh well, time to oblige.

"I've never done anything like this before," I said pulling down my own briefs to let my six incher throb and pulse in the open air. "Never done it with another guy I mean." I lied.

"Oh I have," Gee said starting to beat, "loads of times."

Using my right hand for that it was primarily intended I smiled.

"Well I don't want this spreading all over the campus."

"It will be our little secret," Gee replied.

For a moment he left off, leaned back against the wall and whistled lowly into the air. I watched him and slowed my own pace slightly. Then as Gee took up a furious beat I copied and we threw ourselves into a frenzy. It didn't take long after that, not long at all. To be honest it was a bit of an anti-climax. We both came of course, I don't mean that kind of anti-climax it's just that it wasn't all that special.

Still naked I made the coffee and then with we two sat and sipped the hot, dark liquid. I told Gee about John, Karl, Steve and Brian confessing that I had lied earlier. Gee went on to tell me of his experiences, all of them and that took a long time. By the time he had finished he was almost sober again. Amazingly I was number eight, that was what he meant by Henry, Henry VIII. "Well you're George V," I laughed.

George leaned his head back and smiled. "Again ?" he said.

"Again," I replied starting to become aroused.

Again. But that is another story.

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