“When did you know?”, I asked finally.

He didn’t answer right away but did glance at me with a devlish grin on his face. “I started to notice that you always seemed to be around when I was gonna be taking my clothes off, like you wanted to see or something. That’s when I started to suspect.”

We walked on in silence a while longer the lush smell of the forest all around. “I didn’t like it at first, but I figured it didn’t really matter.”, Don said finally.

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“That’s not bad, but I always prefer a mouth,” he said. “Shit, it has
been almost a week since I shot a load. My chick got all shy and stuff
when we got back here. She left right after we heard you.” I watched as
Tony reached down and grabbed his cock. It was starting to get hard. I
know my eyes widened at the sight because Tony laughed at me again. Then suddenly his voice dropped.

“Ever seen a guy with a hard on before?”

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(Thanks to Horny in Brooklyn for the tip).

It’s from an old Letters to Penthouse paperback (Letters to Penthouse VIII by the Editors of Penthouse Magazine). I picked up this book when I was in high school, so this story must have been one of my formative sexual experiences or something because in my mind, it’s perfect.  It’s titled “Friends Don’t Let Friends Waste Spunk” and it’s credited to “H.L. in Sterling Heights, Michigan.” I’ve often wondered about ‘ole H.L. The story is clearly the work of a professional writer – I challenge you to find one wasted word.

Below are some scanned images of the pages (click them to enlarge), but you can also read it (more easily but without the charm of a broken spine and yellowing pages) on Google Books via this link.

The Nifty portion of this saga involves a story I came across a few weeks ago when looking for Friday Nifty posts: Ice Fishing in Canada by Jimmy James. I think even a cursory look this story in relation to the other will raise some flags – my guess is that the Mr. James either consciously or unconsciously tried to emulate something he read in Penthouse one day. I don’t blame him – I’ve been guilty of this in the past. Of course, I’ve had it perpetrated on me, too.

“Lay back and lift up your legs,” I said. I think he knew what I was going to do.
“I’m gonna stick this beer bottle up your ass,” I said, just in case he didn’t.

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“Come on, I always wanted to ask you. You watched me, didn’t you?”

“Look, it was a long time ago and I…”

“Vincent…” he said sternly.

I laughed. “Dad, what do you want me to say?”

“Just tell me the truth; you’re a grown ass man now, what am I gonna do, take you over my knee and spank you?”

Instinctively I raised my eyebrow and felt my cock twitch a bit at the thought. “Okay, fine, yeah… I watched you.”

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“I don’t think I could ever do it.” said Chris, adding, “But I might let
somebody do it to me.” He looked at my direction pointedly. I blushed.

It’s funny how probably the majority of the Nifty stories I feature here could just as easily have been written by me as by their respective authors.  Particularly this one, which basically was written by me back in 2003.  At any rate…

Read Skinny Dipping Buddies by M Patroclus, it’s a good one.

So anyway, here it was, Jerry’s last night as a single male. As soon as we had realized he was going to be spending that night with me, we both just grinned at each other and did the jacking hand motion. We didn’t even have to say it. There was no question about what we were going to be doing that night.

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“You’re really not bothered?”

I slapped his shoulder. “Come on, dad. Even if you’d have… you know… cum on me…” I felt a little embarrassed to say that word to him but I acted like I wasn’t. “Well, I wouldn’t have been bothered. It would have been no worse than what we did this morning.”

He stared at me. “No?”

I smiled. “No! You’d have been wanking, that’s all. But using me to help you. And it’s not exactly too much to ask of me, is it? Jesus Christ, dad, after what you’ve been through, I don’t mind doing anything to help you out…”

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“I haven’t gotten any for a few days now while she’s been on the rag and it sucks. I can’t even get her to blow me. If it wasn’t for my right hand, I’d go nuts.” He looked kind of sheepish.

“I hear ya,” I said. “There’s nothing like a good hot blowjob, but spanking
the monkey is a helluva good substitute.”

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