Monday, September 22, 2014

Day 26 When will this Month Ever End?

I'm starting to think that 24 is the same as 30 and hence a month has passed and I can again spend a few quality hours with my cock in my hand, maybe something up my ass, but mainly with my cock.


Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Day 13 Update (seems like it's been longer)

Still haven't masturbated, though I think that I would have give a very technical answer to the no masturbation.

The situation was I was with a guy that I've met several years ago. All the times we've met it's just been a your typical blow job. It starts out slow, licking the head of my cock, and along the length. Next he puts it into his mouth using his tongue that makes my cock go from semi soft to rock hard. After more of this and slowing working more and more of my cock into his mouth, I bury my cock to my balls in his throat. (on a side note squeezing my balls against a guys chin while my cock is buried in his throat feels really good.) I'd really like to keep it buried there for a while, just wished the guy could hold his breath longer than twenty seconds. After I know that his throat is opened up that is when I vary the movement of my cock in and out of his mouth. At this point it really becomes less of a blow job and more of me fucking his throat. The tears in his eyes are of the joy that he's getting from my cock.

Well this past Saturday, was a bit different, he wanted to bottom for the first time, and boy was he tight. As a top, I like to make things last as long as possible, the pleasure isn't so much from getting to the finish line, but the time spent along the way. The issue with this is that at some point just cumming becomes an effort on my part to cross that finish line. On this day, after him sucking me to rock hard, then taking my cock up his ass for about fifteen minutes, he shot his load, and that was pretty much it. Meanwhile I still hadn't cum yet. I wanted him to lick and suck my balls while I jacked my cock, but that wasn't going to work out, he was done.

Now at this point while I was exerting manual stimulation on my own cock, with the presence of another person within inches of my balls, that's technically not masturbation. Even though all the actions are pretty much the same as for masturbation, it's not. But that's not the stretch of the technical part of the story yet. The guy had came and he was ready to leave. Not wanting to let on to much that I hadn't cum yet, kind of like faking an orgasm, I said sure, I'm done.

So the guy dressed and left, and I still have ejaculated.

The stretch comes in that after he left, I put on a pair of loose short, sat on the back steps in the sun, and pulled up one leg of the shorts and finished myself off. I know it was the first time I had cum in a while, because my first shot went about two feet out, then next one just a few inches and after that just a puddle on the concrete steps.

So I'm going to chalk this up as a non-masturbation moment, and say that I'm still on track.

I'm starting to formulate a theory that masturbation actually speeds up time. More on that later.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Day 6 update

So over the weekend was tempting, what with laying round on a day off wearing just my underwear. While my hand felt my cock through the fabric of my shorts a lot on Monday, I never got a full blown hard on during the day, I didn't look at any porn, and while I wanted to masturbate, I didn't.

Now I'm starting to wonder if this whole no porn for 30 days is going to be worth it. The idea behind it is that porn distorts your idea of reality in that all the guys and girls in porn have the best bodies, and the reality is the most people are very much less than perfect. With the porn image in your mind, you will be always disappointed in the reality of what people really look like. It was porn that gave me the impress that my cock was average to maybe just above average in length. It was porn that gave me the idea that I need a trim waist (maybe a six pack if possible) to be attractive to other guys. It was porn that taught me that three or more guys can have a good time with one another.

So I'm started to rationalize that porn isn't that much of a distortion on reality, except when I see other guys my age. Other guys, say they go to the gym on a regular basis, I'm guessing that twice a year is their regular basis. Other guys say that they are ddf, but when you see their profiles on other sites, and notice their pics on CL looking for any load possible, and wonder why they would get a hotel room so they can be fucked all day long by a series of guys. Not someone that I'd be interested in, but I need to invest the time to weed out those guys.

So six days in and I wonder if when and if I make if through the thirty days am I just going to go back to regular masturbation schedule? Only time will tell.

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Challenge

All the hype about the ALS Ice bucket challenge has got me thinking about things. Personally I think the whole challenge thing is just a bunch of peer pressure, but it's really getting some attention to ALS and that's a good thing. This in conjunction with a podcaster named Tim Ferriss who last month set a challenge to go thirty days without porn or masturbation, but all the sex you can handle. It's kind of like a low carb diet where bacon becomes a good thing to eat at every meal.

Anyway, I've notice that I do seem to look at porn and masturbate on somewhat of a daily schedule, and when I really getting into a masturbation session, it can sometimes lead to two or three loads being deposited into a tissue to be flushed down the drain. I know there are some guys that think that's a waste of good cum, but I'm not of a consumer of cum, my own, or others.

Challenges in general should be something that changes you, improves you, or makes you see the world in a different way. The ice bucket challenge just seems to get you wet, and cold, so not that interested in doing it. The thirty days without masturbation is more of a test of my will.

Yesterday was the first day, and while most people would think to start on the first of the month, or the first of something, I've pretty much chosen a random start time. This goes with most things with me, I think about it for a while then decided and start right then.

The synopsis of the first day is that I closed the open tabs on the browser that had porn preloaded, hadn't looked any blogs, and kind of think I had a more productive day. The start of the second day, sitting in a quite place wearing just my underwear would have lead to a masturbation session, it if weren't for the challenge, easy to overcome the temptation.

What I have deemed okay is to look on CL which is mainly for the humor anyway (Does a 60 year old fat guy really think a 25 year old muscle top is that common?) I also have been of a few other apps and things, so the search for a compatible bottom guy goes on. So while looking at the naked pics of guys online is technically porn, if it leads to us meeting, getting naked, sweaty and fucked, then it's just foreplay.

On a side note, my regular buddy, the only one that I have, fucked the hell out of me the other day. The sensation was to much to bear after a few minutes, but I let him finish anyway. It was similar to be tickled, where you wanted it to stop because it was overwhelming, but at the same time a feeling deep inside of me that I didn't want to stop. So for any bottoms out there, does that feeling just get more intense with time, or something that becomes more bearable where you want it to go on and on?

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Odd Excercise



I don't know what he's doing, but he looks good doing it.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Public



I've heard and talked with other guys that have been in situations where one glance was enough for one of them to make and advance on the other, almost as if it was a planned meet up. Once, during a summer Eurail travel of Europe I was on the shores of the Seine, and unbeknownst to me, less then twenty feet, or would that be ten meters, from me was a major gay cruising area. Apparently the entry and exit to this area wasn't in the area I was in because I sat there for almost two hours and thought I have my own private waterfront view of Paris.

After getting up and walking toward the area, turning a corner and seeing about thirty guys doing private things in a secluded public place, was eye opening. First thought was how the did I not hear any of this, and I didn't see anyone enter or exit the area from where I was sitting. Needless to say I was inwardly excited to see real life porn, but nervous as hell about what I was seeing at the same time, and little tiny balls that forced me to leave the area immediately.

Since then, my balls have grown to good size and if I have to go back to that time, I would walk into that area, identify the best looking guy. Walk up to him, pull my cock out, and tell him to get on his fucking knees and suck my cock. Being that he wouldn't understand the words I spoke, he would understand the tone.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Saturday's the Day to Bike

 Get out on the road, and you may see stuff like this.