Be warned! This is a very sad story. :******:
Since I shot my first load at the age 12, I've almost always wanked on a daily basis - frequently several times a day (I think my record is twelve - but overjizzing does impair the memory).
All except for one week about 10 years ago.
I'd bought this American jazz-mag called "Cheri". It mostly featured big-jugged babes. One in particular gave me an instant uncontrollable boner. Her name was Gail. If the bus home had been less crowded I'd have tried a wank to her on there (I enjoyed wanking on buses' back seat corners); she was getting my cock so agitated. There were one or two other Cheri-Babes I also quite fancied, but, I'd say 90% of the wanks I had that month were to pics of the glorious Gail.
Needless to say, next month I eagerly bought the next issue of "Cheri". Looking forward to some more Class A wanks, imagine my dismay when I read the news story on Page 2 - Gail had been ****** in a road accident soon after the previous edition had been published. It didn't give the exact date, but, being an American mag - probably published later here in the UK, she was probably dead before I 'encountered' her.
My dick was as limp as a dishrag for at least a week after that. I'd lost all my previously unfettered enthusiasm for shooting my load. I'd never been so depressed.
But I was still very young, so eventually, of course, nature took its course and I was jizzing merrily again.
But I never forgot Gail.
And I never bought another issue of "Cheri".
Since I shot my first load at the age 12, I've almost always wanked on a daily basis - frequently several times a day (I think my record is twelve - but overjizzing does impair the memory).
All except for one week about 10 years ago.
I'd bought this American jazz-mag called "Cheri". It mostly featured big-jugged babes. One in particular gave me an instant uncontrollable boner. Her name was Gail. If the bus home had been less crowded I'd have tried a wank to her on there (I enjoyed wanking on buses' back seat corners); she was getting my cock so agitated. There were one or two other Cheri-Babes I also quite fancied, but, I'd say 90% of the wanks I had that month were to pics of the glorious Gail.
Needless to say, next month I eagerly bought the next issue of "Cheri". Looking forward to some more Class A wanks, imagine my dismay when I read the news story on Page 2 - Gail had been ****** in a road accident soon after the previous edition had been published. It didn't give the exact date, but, being an American mag - probably published later here in the UK, she was probably dead before I 'encountered' her.
My dick was as limp as a dishrag for at least a week after that. I'd lost all my previously unfettered enthusiasm for shooting my load. I'd never been so depressed.
But I was still very young, so eventually, of course, nature took its course and I was jizzing merrily again.
But I never forgot Gail.
And I never bought another issue of "Cheri".
