Cock Obsesssed, Me? Sure I Am!

There's nothing better than getting your cock out for a wank after a hard day at the office. You look down and there it is - one eye staring straight back at you, demanding your full attention! So you take hold of it and give it a good squeeze or two, then wank it up and down a few times - feels good, doesn't it? And what about your balls? Don't forget to hold them and pull your sac around a bit.

So let's get down to business... on with the wank itself! Think of something that makes you as hard as nails - me, I think of cock - limp ones, stiff ones, dangly ones, semi-erect ones - they're all good in my world! Boy-cock, teen-cock, man-cock - you name it, I'll think about it. Somedays I think I am obsessed with 'em, then other days, I just know I am and feel really good about it! It's my little secret - a secret world of willies and foreskins and scrotums and balls and erections - all those naughty things you were told not to speak about when you were a kid.

I collect pictures of dicks, pricks, cocks, whangs, dongs, willies, penises - whatever you call it, I'll have a picture of it, thank you very much! Before the web, the only source of cock pics were porn and gay magazines, so I'd pluck up the courage and make my way to some distant post office where I knew they stocked all the dirty mags on the top shelf. Sometimes I would visit a petrol station, but most of the time it would be a newsagents. I'd feel the excitement build as I got closer and closer, then in I went, straight to the magazines on the top shelf. Breathing quickly by this stage, tingling inside, heart racing, I'd pick a gay mag and have a quick flick through. My god, looks at all those cocks - aren't they gorgeous! Then I'd go to the counter and pay up, feeling a bit bashful especially if it was a lady serving. What must she think, this perv of a young man buying a mag with naked men in it. And off I would go, mag in pocket, walking fast to get home as quickly as possible - the anticipation almost driving me crazy - cocks, I want cocks, I want to look at them, imagine myself holding them and playing with them. Boy oh boy, I'm obsessed with 'em and am proud of it!

Then with the rise of the internet, cocks started appearing and it was a dream come true! All this wondeful cock to gaze at in wonder and awe. All those foreskins and knob-ends and ball-bags. All those willies, all shapes, colours and sizes! I love it. I love surfing porn sites to find as many cock pics as I can. I'm quite specific about what I like - close-ups, fleshy foreskins do it for me in a big way, as do nice shaved balls. Long thin cocks make me weak at the knees and I just can't help myself, I get rock-hard and have to wank as soon as possible.

So is this normal? Hell no, I doubt it - I've never met anyone who is as obsessed with cocks as I am, but then again, I don't tell many people. I mean, how do you drop it into a conversation:

"Hi, I'm Peter, I just love cock!"

It wouldn't go down too well, which is more than I can say about myself if I saw a cock hanging out of a guy's trousers infront of me! I'd be down faster than you can say cock-lover!

More next time.