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A hand job is when you hold an erect penis in your hand and slide your hand back and forth, stimulating the skin. Sometimes a man will have an orgasm from a hand job. Often it is a part of fore play during sex. If a man is giving himself a hand job, this is also called masturbating.
Hand job, also known as jerking off, (If you’re a man, you’d be ‘jerking yourself off’, if you’re a woman you’d be ‘jerking him off’. Make sense?) jerking cock, jacking off and, my personal favourite, wanking, is an often overlooked part of sexual foreplay. Yeah, it’s in there, and it’ll probably happen, but it doesn’t seem to be as important to most dudes as, say, blowjobs are. Blowjobs are what most dudes can’t live without. Ask any guy if they had to choose between blowjobs and hand jobs, hands down it would be blowjobs.
So why talk about it at all? Because, just like clitoral play, the penis enjoys all kinds of stimulus, and can benefit from hands as well as mouths, pussies, asses, armpits, etc. More importantly, why leave anything off the table, even if it is a more vanilla-esque part of sex? Sometimes just wrapping a hand around your partner’s dick can make you feel like an all-powerful vixen. In turn, you can show off various parts of your body to him while handling his junk. This goes for lady parts too. And you may be a dyke with a super hot package that’s just begging for a nice tug. It’s about power. Whoever’s holding the cock has the power. Whether it’s a real or fake cock, the hand job giver is the one who’s calling the shots.
Providing your lover with a sweet hand-job, squeezing, stroking, jerking, rubbing and sliding your hand along his shaft can give him no end of pleasure. It’s like a back rub for his dick. It can get him in a sensual mood or a rough kinky mood depending on your technique. Hand jobs are to dudes the way sauerkraut is to Germans. A staple. Maybe you have to hold your nose while you choke it down at family reunions, but every time it reminds you of childhood, curled up under the covers with a magazine while mom clears the dishes and feeds the leftover sausage to the dog. Ahhh, memories.
1. Tony rubbed his cock until it was stiff and hard. He thought of Beverly, her glowing skin and soft round breasts, plump beneath her cashmere sweater. He wished he could get her to touch him, to feel how alive and throbbing he was. He wondered if the age difference would really matter to her. In five years he would be eighteen, then it wouldn’t matter that she was Ben’s mom. Or that she was married to a man who could kill him and make it look like an accident. Or that she was a really bad cook who always made him sample her creepy casseroles that had names like ‘mashed brussel sprout surprise’ and ‘duck delight’. His cock hardened. He’d have to make do with a hand job for now, but he could always pretend it was Beverly’s cool white hand wrapped around his dick.
At least I’m not hanging out in alleys giving hand-jobs for nickels, Christie said to her mom when she caught her snorting coke in the bathroom.
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