I love, love, LOVE edging… it has become a regular part of masturbation fun. It is the most fun & rewarding when you can keep it going for a couple days, as it heightens your arousal, & intensifies your eventual ejaculation & orgasm. It proceeds like a series of ramp-ups, where throughout the day, I’ll steal a few moments, smoke some weed, & get my penis extremely erect & boned to the max. Then I’ll abruptly stop (having to stuff my massive throbbing boner back into my pants)… & go do something else for a few hours, & then return to it. The process makes you more ‘penis focused’ I think, & gradually tunes you into this low hum male sex energy, that kind of remains on simmer, that slowly is increasing through the day, radiating from between your legs.
I love that just the thought of resuming, as you go to take your penis out for some more play, makes it practically snap to full erection, like as soon as you start to unzip, & it swells up immediately! After enough of these start-stop intervals & my penis transforms into some kind of mythical pleasure wand, sticking out from between my legs, taking my complete focus, feeling so amazing, & causing me to moan & whimper uncontrollably. Each session or interval seems to feel better & better! Eventually my penis starts to ache so hard, & just screams for release. It can barely stand it, hovering on the razor edge, pulsating, as I torture gently the glans, slowly breathing trying to remain motionless, teetering on the edge of the cliff. More times than I can count though, I’ve accidentally triggered my ejaculation, which feels great but kind of pisses me off for like a minute. I think they call that a ruined orgasm, & I have to start all over again.
This actually makes me think of the first few times I ever started edging in a manner similar to this. Long ago, I think mid-to-late teens (when a young male literally surveys everything, & everywhere for new & exciting things to either stick your penis into, or on to, or to ingeniously repurpose to defile & get your penis to squirt); is when I discovered paper tape. You know, like benign simple medical paper tape, like from a first aid kit.
I am circumcised, but have some decent play with the skin on the shaft, & would pull the skin downward, covering the head, (very similar to the function of a normal uncircumcised penis, although I didn’t know that at the time ) & then proceed to tape up the end of the skin. Effectively this would ‘encase’ the glans within my ‘foreskin’ so to speak, making it unable to retract. Then, the fun would begin, where between browsing tons of porn mags, massaging my balls, and just playing with my now throbbing, deliciously aching but taped up & trapped penis head. This would carry on as long as the tape would hold up, (which depending on the amount of pre-ejaculate, would easily break down) or as long as I could stand it.
I would savor the sensations of the glans being covered & super slippery with all the pre swirling around in there. The best part of all was when I was finally ready, I’d rip the tape off in a dramatic fashion & my penis would almost leap from the confines it was restricted to, almost like a jack-n-the box, & in an instant expand and swell up to this red hot, wet, pulsating erection—which would then only take the lightest caress, or touch, to just start ejaculating uncontrollably, in an epic climax of sorts. Just the slight of my penis in that condition was a very big turn on as well!!
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