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I first started masturbating at age twelve when an older friend let me jerk him off. I remember holding his hard cock in my hand and stroking him until he ejaculated, I remember being mesmerised by the gobs of semen splattering onto the dusty floor of the room at the old timber yard. That was a defining moment for me, I was hooked on masturbation forever. Now, almost sixty years later I'm still at it and enjoying it more than ever. I recently did a calculation of how often I've jerked myself off over the years and was astonished to realise it was around sixteen thousand times. But as I've matured I don't have the need to masturbate as often as I did when I was younger. Back then it was more a case of how quickly can I get the job done. I was jerking myself off two, three or more times a day. In fact I'd often be in such a hurry that I could have the whole process over in less than thirty-seconds. In a way, the speed was a bonus at the time though because it afforded me the opportunity to masturbate anywhere at any time. Well, things have certainly changed. I take my time with my masturbation now. I take the time to appreciate every sensation, every moment, every stroke.
Call me selfish if you like but even though I'm happily married and love my wife dearly, if you were to ask me if I prefer jerking off to love making, and I was to be totally honest, I'd certainly choose masturbation. Strange eh? Well, maybe not because consider this. When I'm making love to my wife, I'm concentrating on her pleasure. When I masturbate, I have no-one to please but myself and I can allow myself all sorts of fantasies. My concentration is focused one hundred percent on my own pleasure.
As I said, these days I take things more seriously, I now treat my masturbation as an art form, an opportunity to relish in the euphoric pleasure of orgasm.
When I decide to have a solo session I usually make my way to our bedroom, strip down and lie on the bed. My first job is to get my soft rubber cock ring out of my bedside drawer and slip it on. It stretches the skin over my balls and pulls them forward under my cock, sort of squeezes them together. It looks and feels terrific. I lie on my back and gently squeeze my balls and slowly rub and stroke my cock until I get pre-cum oozing. I continue stimulation of my cock and balls and rub the pre-cum lightly around the glans of my cock head. I turn my attention to the underside of my cock, tickling my frenulum with a single finger in a circular motion. Occasionally I pick up a fresh supply of pre-cum for lubrication whilst enjoying the sensation of my hand brushing my balls held tight by my rubber cock ring.
I place my thumb on the upper side of my cock and three fingers on the underside. Lightly, ever so lightly, I begin a stroking motion by moving the loose skin on my shaft up and down with a steady rhythm. As my arousal builds more blood is forced into my cock and it is now approaching full erection. I keep my excitement building with light stroking and fondling and as it builds, I find that my cock is hard and tight with blue veins standing out and winding their way around my shaft like a cylindrical roadmap.
Soon a very pleasant sensation spreads into my pelvic region and I feel my seminal fluid flow into my urethral bulb; it only takes a few seconds but the sensation is quite distinctive and is the first sign of an impending orgasm. I stop stroking for a second or two and cup my balls, tightly stretched and held up against the underside of my shaft by my cock ring. The feeling is wonderful and I wipe a huge bead of pre-cum from the eye of my penis with the index finger of my left hand before slipping it into my mouth. I adore the sensation and the taste of mild saltiness of my pre-cum. I release my balls and return to stroking. The sexual tension within my body is palpable, and I have to fight to control the urge to speed up and finish myself off.
By this stage around five minutes have passed and the build up towards orgasm intensifies. I remember reading a Kinsey report that said men spend on average two and a half minutes masturbating to orgasm. It doesn't sound very long but I could go from start to finish in less than thirty-seconds if I had to. I'd done that hundreds of times in the past. Not today though!
I move my hand up the shaft so that my thumb is placed over the glans where the swollen head of my cock stands proud from my shaft. Momentarily I return to tickling my frenulum with a single finger using my pre-cum as lubricant. Then, with two fingers on the underside and thumb on top I increase the pressure on my cock and start stroking at a more constant pace. As the feeling of impending orgasm spreads throughout my groin I thrust up and down with my pelvis in time with my stroking while fantasising about my cock being buried in some tight little pussy. My hand easily slides up and down the shaft now; it's done it so many times before its almost second nature. Pre-cum flows out of my slit and using my index finger I smooth it around the glans making it shiny and spread it over my bulging head.
"God I'm getting closer now," I think to myself. I'll have to be careful not to take myself beyond the point of no return; I want this to last a while yet. More stroking and suddenly my body is on the verge of orgasm. The familiar sensations of the early stages engulfs my body like slipping into a deep bath of hot pleasure. Soon my breathing becomes deeper and in shorter gasps and I'm totally focused on the exquisite sensations... "Oh God, this is bliss!" I think to myself. Then it starts; the pure pleasure of the emission phase and the impending orgasm begins. I sense the tickling of the fluids moving towards my prostate. I feel my pelvic muscle (the so-called 'pee muscle') contract during the emission phase and I realise I'm almost there. My head is swimming with euphoria as the orgasm begins and the intense pleasure seems to climb the shaft of my cock. I'm only a millisecond away from ejaculation, head spinning with pleasure.
"Fuck... stop!" I think to myself and remove my hand from my cock. I press down internally with my pelvic muscle to stop my ejaculation beginning. As I hold muscle tension, the pleasure hangs for a few seconds before it slowly starts to subside. I look down and see my erect cock pulsing vigorously with contractions that would normally be expelling my semen. I lie here for a few moments basking in the euphoria and heightened state of arousal as my cock slowly stops twitching. About thirty-seconds have gone by and I'm still in what I'd describe as a semi orgasmic plateau but my ejaculation has fully subsided.
A wonderful sense of anticipation engulfs me as I take hold of my cock once more. Slowly I begin stroking again, totally focused on my feelings and sensations. With just a few strokes this time I sense the movement of the seminal fluids in my body and enter the emission phase once more. My pelvic muscle begins to contract and my body begins its second orgasm. 'Oh yes... here it is again... that fabulous feeling!' I think to myself as my head swims with euphoria. My pleasure climbs quickly and just as my ejaculatory response is about to start, I stop all stimulation once again. Timing is critical, one stroke too many and I'll take myself over the edge. It's strange because when I cease stroking, my cock often pulses back and forth with dry contractions.
I repeat this process many times before allowing myself the reward of climax and ejaculation. During the session I remain suspended in a heightened state of arousal and sexual tension. It's truly wonderful. During each emission phase, more and more fluid accumulates inside my urethra so that when I do decide to ejaculate, the force and volume of semen can be enormous.
Stroking again now, I decide to let myself go all the way. I desperately need release as I feel the tension of my built up semen seeking release. Then, for one last time, I feel my semen transfer take place and I know I'm very close. My free hand cradles my balls as the pleasure takes off. Nearly there, oh yes... and then the world stops, time stops and all sensation is centred on my cock head. "Oh god I'm cumming. Oh yes. Mmmmmh. Oh yes. I'm cumming, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING...!"
My breathing stops momentarily as my body tenses and my pelvic thrusts become short and sharp. All sensation is now based in my cock. I glance down and notice a large bubble of pre-cum ballooning from my engorged cock-head. I stroke faster now and as I exhale, indescribable pleasure overcomes me as I ejaculate a small release of cum four or five inches onto my lower abdomen. But, with a another quick flick of my wrist, a second more potent contraction deep inside me forces a rope of semen about eight inches up my belly. I raise my hips to aid the next release as my breathing stops again; my next contraction, the third, is the strongest. The explosive force expels this discharge the furthest splattering onto my neck and upper chest. The sensation is fantastic as I watch my cock releasing its creamy white lava.
Still stroking and another contraction deep inside the shaft sends a huge rope of cum exploding out of the tiny slit in my cock. The semen flies through the air before it lands on my abdomen leaving a cum trail all the way back to my cock. Right at this moment my cock seems to be the centre of the universe as another spasm shoots a wad onto my lower belly. I keep stroking, rolling my fingers over the ridge of my cock head. Maybe ten to fifteen-seconds have passed but time seems to have stood still. Two or three more contractions and more semen seeps out like lava from the head of a volcano.
Just as I think it's all over another contraction squeezes more cum up the shaft and flows out of my slit. The milky goo runs down my cock head, flowing over my thumb and pools at the base. Oh, I think to myself, this is so incredible. Then another smaller contraction and another expelling more warm viscous lava down the shaft of my cock adding to the pool of warm creamy cum.
All contractions have ceased, my orgasm is over and I'm left with a wonderful sensation of contentment and satisfaction. As I lie there recovering my senses, my erection begins to quickly subside and my cock lowers itself into the pool of cum, almost as if by invitation. I look at the time and realise forty minutes have passed, and it seems like ten.
I love edging. It takes discipline to learn to take myself to the point of no return time and time again. To back off just as my pleasure is at its maximum, when every fibre in my body is telling me to keep going and let myself immerse into the pleasure of ejaculation. To constantly stop all stimulation and allow my orgasm to subside isn't easy. If I get it right though, the rewards are well worth it. I can experience the pleasure of multiple orgasms, the pleasure of heightened arousal and the wonderful tension inside my abdomen as my semen builds up, ready for release. I enjoy the large amount of Cowper's fluid (pre-cum) that oozes out of my penis along the way. I enjoy dipping my finger in and tasting its saltiness. I love the notion that I can experience extended pleasure and keep my erection for quite long periods. I love the fact that I don't enter the refractory period until after I ejaculate.
Whilst the actual intensity of pleasure I experience at the moment of ejaculation is hard to describe. I still enjoy the journey, the teasing, the tension and time it takes to arrive. There have been many times when I've edged for well over an hour, bringing myself to the brink of orgasm twenty or thirty times. Then, when I finally do allow myself to ejaculate, I feel as though I've earned it; true reward for discipline and patience.