This is the true story of John who calls himself the
sick whanker.
He says it's all true you decide.


Treva: John's story: By Purplecat

John was born in Genoa Italy, his father died in the
war. John and his mother had an apartment. She was a
professor at the University. The family was middle
class with very little money. The apartment had two
bed rooms. One she converted into her studio, the
other had two separate beds and was where they
slept.

His mother, Maria, was a voyeur, exhibitionist and
heavy masturbator. She had her bed placed with the
headboard against one wall and in a corner. The foot
of his bed was against the opposite wall and in the
opposite corner. When in bed she could see
everything he did, but he had to turn and stretch
his neck to see what she was doing.

When they were in the apartment alone she never wore
anything but her sheer panties and bra. John could
readily see her hard thick nipples and the hairy
bush of her pussy. Maria had a beautiful ass and
large breast. John spent most of his time in the
bathroom jerking off. He was sixteen and was
masturbating up to 10 times during the day.

John had inherited Maria's exhibitionism and every
night when he went to bed he lay flat on his back
and stroked his cock knowing she was watching. John
had a very big cock. It was long and very thick.
Maria loved to watch his hand sliding up and down it
while rubbing her clit and cumming. She never
stopped until he did and sometimes she continued
well after he fell asleep. He could hear her rubbing
herself, especially when she was going quite fast.
They did this until one or both of them became too
exhausted to go on.  It usually lasted for more than
two hours every night.

John loved to tease her. He would get out of his bed
and walk past hers with his hard cock swaying in
front of him. If she had asked him where he was
going he would have said to the bathroom or to get a
glass of water, but she never did. She pretended to
be asleep with both hands clamped over her boiling
pussy. John would stop outside the door and watch as
she shoved her hands into her panties and rubbed her
clit frantically. Sometimes she would pull her panties
down and push her whole hand into her gaping cunt. It
was so big John thought he could easily get both of
his hands into her but he never got the chance to try.

He would stand there watching and smiling, while
pumping his cock like a mad man. He was sure she knew
he was watching as she plunged her hand and several
fingers of her other hand deep into her body.

Stroking his cock and watching her seemed like he
was having sex with his mother. It eventually seemed
that when he stroked his cock with others watching
he was having sex with Maria.

At school the other kids called him `segaiolo,'
which means `wanker,' in Italian, because he would
masturbate in the urinal with all of the other boys
watching. To him he was having sex with his mother.
During class he didn't take his cock out, but he
would rub it through his pants. Not letting the
teacher see, but being sure that every boy and girl
in the room did. While doing this he pictured his
mother lying on her back with her legs spread wide
and her hands in her panties with her large breasts
heaving,

At 21 John joined the Merchant Marines and went to
many ports. He had sex with a few girls, but they
couldn't make him cum. He always wound up jerking
his cock while they watched. Their pussies were too
wet and soft, he much preferred his hand and
pretending to fuck Maria.

He wound up in Canada. He found work and an
apartment in Toronto. That's where he discovered
pornography. He quickly became addicted to it. There
were several theatres that featured only porno
films. They were perfect places for John to practice
his obsession with masturbation exhibitionism. He
would find a seat, push his pants down to his ankles
and stroke his cock. The people around him would
stare and John would jerk faster.

It wasn't long before the other regular theatre
customers recognized him when he came in, especially
the gays. They would gather around him and watch as
he stroked his cock. John loved it and started going
to the men's room and putting on his own show. The
gays would follow him. Having the crowd of gays
gathered around him while he stood in the middle of
the room and stroked his cock, excited him so much
that would he would cum two or three times before
his cock went soft. He would return to his seat and
play with himself until his cock became hard again
and back to the men's room he would go.

The gays all wanted to suck his cock so he let a
couple of them try. After they sucked him until
their jaws hurt, they gave up and so did John, in
his opinion a mouth was no better than a pussy.

He had lived in Toronto for almost a year, when one
night he went into a lounge and met the girl of his
dreams. Her body shape was exactly like his mothers.
He idolized her from the first moment he saw her.

She was in the bar with a girl friend and when he
offered to buy her a drink she accepted immediately.
He bought several drinks and they both got a little
drunk. She wanted to go to a motel. John didn't want
to fuck her, but he did want to see her in her bra
and panties while he stroked his dick.

John didn't want to mess things up between them so
he decided to go ahead and fuck her. Her pussy was
very loose on his cock and he could feel nothing. He
fucked her for hours and she loved it. She had
several orgasms and was amazed that he didn't cum.

Her name was, Treva, he would find out later that
every time she got a little drunk she wanted to
fuck. They went out almost every night for two
weeks, fucking every time. John begged her to lie on
the bed in her bra and panties and masturbate while
he watched, but she refusedand insisted that he fuck her.

Treva liked John and she especially liked his cock
and the way he could fuck her forever without
cumming. She liked it so much that after two weeks
she moved into his apartment with him.

John found out that she had a Trevable temper and
was a very dominant person. If he did the slightest
little thing to displease her she would slap him and
call him a jerk-off, she said she hated jerk-offs.
He loved it andwould rush to the bath room and
jerk-off several times.

John hid his masturbation and pornography addiction
for several weeks. He hid his porno magazines in the
linen closet in the bathroom
and would go in several times a day to masturbate.

 He worked nights, from five P.M. to two A.M. that
gave him plenty of time to masturbate during the
day. Treva and her girlfriend, Betty, went shopping
often and when they did. He would spread his
magazines out on the couch and masturbate for hours.

One day she returned unexpectedly and caught him in
the act. She screamed at him and slapped him
repeatedly. John never stopped jerking his cock. In
fact it made him jerk faster. He had the best orgasm
of his life squirting on her clothes and the floor.
This sent her into a rage.

"You sick jerk off, you can shoot off with your hand
but, you can't in my cunt, she screamed, "From now
on your hand is all you'll have."

John just kept on jerking, he was in pure heaven.
Treva slapped him some more and he came again. After
that John made sure she caught him often.

John loved it when Treva slapped him and wanted her
to beat him. He went out and bought ropes, whips and
thick pieces of cane. He begged her to use them on
him, but she refused.

Treva and Betty began going out in the evening while
John was working to find some cocks to fuck. They
were always successful and usually stayed out late.
Treva would return home after John and always found
him on the couch masturbating.

She looked for new ways to humiliate him and began to
tell him how many men she fucked and how many times
they each fucked her. She would tell him how big
their cocks were and how she sucked them all off.
She even told him about all of the men she'd fucked
before she met him at age twenty.

"I fucked over eighty different men each of them
about a dozen times. I'll fuck any man that wants to
fuck me," she bragged.

John told her in a very soft voice, while pounding
his cock furiously,

"It's okay with me if you fuck every man on earth."

"Go in the bathroom and jerk-off, sicko," she said,
"I don't like to watch sicko's play with
themselves."

After a few years they moved to Winnipeg. Treva
started going out and fucking the day they got
there.

John rented a house and Treva wanted a house warming
party. They'd met some people so they had a party.
Treva fucked four different men that night, it was
Friday so two of the men stayed the whole weekend
taking turns fucking Treva. John stood at her
bedroom door listening to them fuck while he jerked
on his cock.

They both drank too much and as soon as Treva got a
little drunk she went out looking for cock. When she
was drinking one or two wasn't enough she had to
have many.

She started bringing men home and fucking them, John
would listen and jerk. He wanted to watch but she
wouldn't let him.

She told everyone about John's habit and he loved
being humiliated by their friends when they came to
visit. They all called him sicko because Treva
always called him that.

Sometimes she would bring home several men and take
them to her bed one or two at a time, while the
others waited in the living room John would stand in
front of them and masturbate. They would always call
him names and humiliate him, but that only made him
stroke his cock faster.

Most of the time she fucked the same men, but she
managed to add one or two new ones each week. John
kept count of how many different men she fucked in
one year. He cut a small notch on the back corner of
the headboard on her bed for every new man she
brought home. At the end of the year there were 114
notches in her headboard.

Treva and John had five good friends, Mary and
Charles Thames, Bill Turner, Jerry Carson and Fred
Burns. They got together often for drinks.

Treva had fucked all four of the men often including
Mary's husband, Charles. Mary also fucked them all
and when they got together it always wound up a wild
orgy with John serving drinks and jerking off while
he watched.

Unlike all of their other friends, all of which
called John `Sicko,' Mary called him `Whanker.' John
Liked Mary a lot and she often offered to stroke his
cock for him, but John always refused. He'd rather
do it himself.

During their orgies they rested between fucks and
told each other of their sex adventures. One night
Charles said,

"Hey Mary tell Treva about that guy you fucked in
Vancouver."

Mary grinned,

"I tell you girl this guy had a cock, It was only a
little longer than Wanker's, but it had a head the
size of a big apple. It was about ten inches long
but the head was over three inches wide.  When he
pushed it in me I though I was going to die and go
to hell, but instead I went to heaven."

"Wow I want to fuck that guy," Treva groaned.

"I can set it up for you if you'd like," Mary said.

John listened as they worked out the details and
pumped his cock like a mad man.

About two weeks after she heard about the guy with
the `apple' cock. Treva announced she was going to
Vancouver. John begged to go with her and watch, but
she just laughed and said,

"Why would I want a sicko along when I've got a real
cock to fuck. You just stay here and jerk off
sicko."

That weekend John went to Mary and Charle's house
for drinks. The whole gang was there and Jerry had
brought a girl named, Kelly, she liked to fuck as
much as Mary. They fucked while John pumped his
cock.

At some point in the evening the phone rang and when
Charles answered it he started laughing. It seems
that Treva was in a motel room with `Apple cock and
five other guys, fucking them all. When he heard
that John pumped his cock so hard he was afraid he
would rub the skin off. He came over and over but he
couldn't make it go soft.

When Treva came home she told John all about her
trip and laughed as he pumped his cock. She went
back to visit Apple cock several times over the next
two years.

Treva continued to go out with her girl friends to
find cocks to fuck. She continued to bring them home
and would fuck them in the living room right in
front of john, but sometimes she would order him out
of the room just to punish him.

"Go to you room sicko," she would say, "I'm going to
suck this guys cock and fuck him, we don't want a
sicko watching."

After forty years of abuse, John still loves it, but
at age sixty Treva has slowed down a bit. She still
has two steady boy friends that she fucks almost
every day and sometimes she lets John watch. When
she doesn't John listens and strokes his cock.

John is retired now so he can masturbate all day
while thinking of his mother and the things his wife
has done to him. He still loves it when she slaps
him and calls him names or does something to
embarrass him in front of strangers.

Johns whole life has been filled with masturbation
he has fucked only a few times, but that's okay with
him because he loves his hands. And the things he
dreams about while he pumps.

That's the end of John's story as he told it to me.
Here is the last email I received from him.

hi. i received your last note. i would like to point
out, the main thing about the true story is not
about my wife being promiscuous but how my obsession
with masturbation has ruled my whole life. this will
make certain readers masturbate more. John 'the sick
wanker'

p. s. if you know some abusive sadist give him my e-
mail address. i love to get insulting, abusive mail.
Thanks.

John's email address is segaiolo20032003@yahoo.ca

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