Hell, probably all guys like doin’ it!

There’s an article in today’s Huffington Post, in which Paul McCartney says he and John Lennon masturbated together with friends.
“The music legend regaled writer Chris Heath in GQ with a story about how he, John Lennon and some of their friends masturbated together before the pair became world-famous members of the Beatles. McCartney told Heath: ‘What it was was over at John’s house, and it was just a group of us. And instead of just getting roaring drunk and partying – I don’t even know if we were staying over or anything- we were all just in these chairs, and the lights were out, and somebody started masturbating, so we all did.'” He says it was ‘about five of them: McCartney, Lennon and maybe three of Lennon’s friends, and added that “Each boy shouted out names that ‘would offer relevant inspiration. We were just “Brigitte Bardot Whoo! and then everyone would thrash a bit more,” When asked if the “ritual” took place more than once, McCartney said: “I think it was a one-off. Or maybe it was like a two-off. It wasn’t a big thing. But, you know, it was just the kind of thing you didn’t think much of. It was just a group. It’s quite raunchy when you think about it,” he acknowledged. “There’s so many things like that from when you’re a kid that you look back on and you’re, ‘Did we do that?’ But it was good harmless fun. It didn’t hurt anyone. Not even Brigitte Bardot.”
I suppose this gives new meaning to “I get by with a little help from my friends.” 🙂


Probably all guys have a story about the first time they jacked off with a buddy. Mine was with Donnie (Dub’s dad) when we were maybe about 12 or so. I was doing a “sleep-over” at his house and we were in bed together and I kind of felt the bed shaking and I said “What are you doing?” And he said “Nothing.” And I said “I think you’re playing with it.” And he didn’t say anything for a while and then he kind of croaked “It feels real good. You should do it too.” So I did. And we both blew our loads and that was the end of it. Except it wasn’t. After that, every time we had a “sleep over” we did it. And I remember the first time he touched my dick while we were doing it and I got off in his hand like almost immediately. We must have “slept over” at each others’ house like a hundred times or more and it was just something we always did. As Paul says, “It was good harmless fun and it didn’t hurt anyone.”
I told David about it shortly after we met and he just chuckled and said “I’d guess just about every boy has had an experience like that. Some of us just don’t grow out of it.”
I’ll bet you guys have stories like this. We’d love to hear them 🙂