post in this thread if yr touching yrself
 

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u don't have to say anything [could be awkward]. just poaste

I just adjusted my socks...... what's next.

i scratched my thigh cuz it was itchy for some reason

left hand is squished between right leg and right tit because it was cold

am i doing it right

I'm poasteing.

My balls (and general shit) is nestled comfortably betwixt my legs. I am in a sat up but laying down in a bed position. My shit is massive so imagine some space down there.

^^yes, doing it correct.

i actually had to mimic what you typed because i'm tired and couldn't understand just by reading it, so in a way, we just played simon says.


edit- re: satan.... damnit pbrad

press red and then green twice for a high five

3/5 correct

Guess which ones.

almost threw up

"sweet and salty sea weed parade" made me lol/gag

stop while you're ahead.....

this threads status has moved to:

NC17

I'm sure you just want to chew us out, i.e. we're "boys" as you deem.

The internet is a haven of lies. Touch thyself if thou desires.

why don't you just give yourself head? even better....... ?

That makes sense, but in a sense in which I have to think of myself as a boy. I got too much hair down there (and some kind of maturity that women tell me that I have when I wear suits) to see myself as a boy. But I agree that it is interesting terminology. Rushing age and sex together like that causes friction. Peados would know, not that I'm say you are one. It's just an exaggerated example.

I prefer to say "girl" too, but when I say it, it sounds like "guurl"

Gerral. Yeah, not a pleasant word. I prefer "lady."

haha.

i was stroking my beard as i read this [without realizing it]

There is no such thing as "thinking too much."

This is a bit of a hypocritical statement. BED TIME!

when you think so much and so constantly that you begin to analyze every little thing and invent situations that you end up freaking out over that never happen anyway then there is such a thing as thinking too much. when your thoughts begin to cause you a lot of distress. insomnia, loss of appetite, insane nicotine fits.

drugs make it alright sometimes.




on-topic: i play with my boobs all the time (it's not sexual) without really being all that aware of it. they're like built-in stress balls. my hands like my boobs more than my boobs like my hands.

i think too much [while touching myself {subconsciously}]

girls have the unfair advantage of having nicer looking and larger stress balls than us males. ours do come in a handy carrying case though. [though it is wrinkly]

i am totally touching myself right now. It is thunder storms and humid hot, this is phoenix gettin it awn kind of weather. Han solo is having none of it tonite, so its just phoenix, and me.

right fist holding my head up, left hand on the keyboard scrolling up and down.

my weenus is resting on my thigh

rubbing my shoulders. it was a long, long day and a big night

rubbing my lower back