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Your first hand job
Do you remember your first hand job? I remember around 13 years ago. I went to a massage parlor in Anaheim on Brookhurst. I went in looking for a massage, and this nice looking Chinese lady named Lulu escorted me to the room. She gave a very good massage and then oiled me up and stroked. My girlfriend had tugged me before, but it was dry with no technique. I didn't know these ladies had all these different techniques. It was then that I became hooked and began my mongering adventure.
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December 27th, 2017
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December 27th, 2017
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Yeah it was at Kings in Torrance some many years ago the tore it down and moved up the street. She just slipped her hand under the towel and gave me a HE. I was wondering what was happening , I think her name was coco, took me for a HE and $120+60 for the door fee, telling me that no one does that anywhere. she knew she took my cherry, and felt guilty and invited me to her apartment in K-town near third street. Cooked me a Korean BBQ dinner and fucked me several times that night, and then held my dick while she spooned me. After that I was on a quest for knowledge, and a turn to the dark side, haven't been the same since, and no way to get back to the light. I have tried, just cant seem to do it.
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December 28th, 2017
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I was about 19 and had a vague idea that it was possible to get a handjob in an Asian massage parlor after hearing a story from some guys who went on a "Porkies" mission in high school. It was 1977 and I wandered into a place about 31st and Pico in Santa Monica. The parlor was closed by 1980 and, strangely, the storefront has been vacant ever since. Anyway, I walked in and was met by a pleasant looking Japanese lady. The fee was $20. She gave a nice little massage and had me flip. Jerked me off (I probably lasted 30seconds) and I tipped her $5. She seemed happy enough with the tip. I was hooked. I mean, the idea that I could get off anytime I needed to was liberating. No more dates with girls where I ended up frustrated at the end of the evening or had to wait a month before they would sleep with me. Made total sense and I've "experienced" about a thousand women since. I feel sorry for my buddies who can count the number of women they've slept with on their fingers and toes. When I go out to a bar or a club and try to get laid my success rate is probably less than 5%. When I step into an Asian massage place, my success rate is about 98% if I've done my homework. No debate.
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#8
December 29th, 2017
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It was late 1980's, one of those places on Campus drive down from John Wayne airport. Interesting set up, two places accross the patio from each other. Older white lady broke my cherry, and the rest is history as they say
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December 30th, 2017
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Ahh, such memories of my first MP hand-job. I was already in my 30s, a wife and two kids, and bored so I decided to visit a place in Huntington Beach. Expected a naked massage, nothing more. A mid-thirties Asian lady started on my back and as she worked down I wet the table. I was embarrassed but did not say anything. Then she started working up between my legs and another involuntary emission. When I finally turned over she saw my wetness and provided a hands-on finish. Three times in 50 minutes, my all time record. At my age today, I would be lucky for three times in three weeks! But I was hooked!
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