This story isn't nearly on the same level as some of the other multi-chapter stories posted here - but it's the first time I've written an erotic text longer than a photo caption. It's a simple non-fiction account of my experience making one of my first cumshot videos (shown underneath).
He sat down on his bed after having experimented with taking erotic photos of his body. It had been two days since he had last jacked off, and his plan was to try going for at least one more day to see what kind of a cumshot he could build up.
But throughout the evening he had started feeling aroused to the point of distraction. He had tried doing other tasks on the computer but had been unable to concentrate on anything other than the tingling excitement he consistently felt in his lower abdomen.
Lying down on his back, he considered how he had only recently ejaculated onto his torso for the first time. Despite his moderately high libido, he had not done a lot of sexual experimenting, and the sensation of feeling his warm cum on his abdomen was new and unfamiliar to him. He was eager to experience it again, knowing that a shower would provide an easy clean-up.
Glancing down at his semi-erect cock, he could not help but reach out his hand and start stroking. The sensation was one of pleasure that comes from meeting a physical need - almost as one might feel when drinking a glass of cool water when thirsty. With just a few gentle strokes his cock became nearly hard, and he knew that in his current state it would take very little to push him over the edge.
Wanting to make the most of the moment, he continued stroking gently. He slowly slid one hand back and forth on his upward-pointing cock before instinctively, almost unconsciously, bringing in his other hand. He played with his cock a bit, pushing it forward with his fingers and letting it slap forcefully on his abs as it turned into a raging hard-on.
Relishing the sensation of intense arousal, he resumed stroking with both hands. The sight of his large cock sticking out from his two hands together moving in tandem began to stir an oncoming cumshot within him, and he backed off the stroking in an attempt to delay it just a bit longer.
As he brought himself closer to the edge, he knew there was no going back. He reduced the stroking to gentle finger touches from one hand, feeling the irreversible point of no return approaching. His hard cock was pointed straight up his abs, and though his hand strokes were as slow and gentle as he could make them, he was tense with sexual excitement.
With just a few more strokes of his left hand, he felt his heartrate increase and his cum slowly enter the base of his throbbing cock. He felt it start to rise up his shaft as he almost slowed his stroking to a stop. His upward-pointing cock captivated his gaze, and he lowered it slightly in anticipation of imminent ejaculation.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he shot out his load in a quivering orgasm. The cum that had built up in the shaft of his cock flew out in a rope to his chest, with the rest of his thick load landing in slow spurts near his navel. With perhaps a dozen contractions he milked out everything he had, floating on a cloud of euphoria before settling into satisfied relaxation.
His sexual energy released, he reached over and turned off the camera - which he had initially only intended to film a bit of stroking.
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He sat down on his bed after having experimented with taking erotic photos of his body. It had been two days since he had last jacked off, and his plan was to try going for at least one more day to see what kind of a cumshot he could build up.
But throughout the evening he had started feeling aroused to the point of distraction. He had tried doing other tasks on the computer but had been unable to concentrate on anything other than the tingling excitement he consistently felt in his lower abdomen.
Lying down on his back, he considered how he had only recently ejaculated onto his torso for the first time. Despite his moderately high libido, he had not done a lot of sexual experimenting, and the sensation of feeling his warm cum on his abdomen was new and unfamiliar to him. He was eager to experience it again, knowing that a shower would provide an easy clean-up.
Glancing down at his semi-erect cock, he could not help but reach out his hand and start stroking. The sensation was one of pleasure that comes from meeting a physical need - almost as one might feel when drinking a glass of cool water when thirsty. With just a few gentle strokes his cock became nearly hard, and he knew that in his current state it would take very little to push him over the edge.
Wanting to make the most of the moment, he continued stroking gently. He slowly slid one hand back and forth on his upward-pointing cock before instinctively, almost unconsciously, bringing in his other hand. He played with his cock a bit, pushing it forward with his fingers and letting it slap forcefully on his abs as it turned into a raging hard-on.
Relishing the sensation of intense arousal, he resumed stroking with both hands. The sight of his large cock sticking out from his two hands together moving in tandem began to stir an oncoming cumshot within him, and he backed off the stroking in an attempt to delay it just a bit longer.
As he brought himself closer to the edge, he knew there was no going back. He reduced the stroking to gentle finger touches from one hand, feeling the irreversible point of no return approaching. His hard cock was pointed straight up his abs, and though his hand strokes were as slow and gentle as he could make them, he was tense with sexual excitement.
With just a few more strokes of his left hand, he felt his heartrate increase and his cum slowly enter the base of his throbbing cock. He felt it start to rise up his shaft as he almost slowed his stroking to a stop. His upward-pointing cock captivated his gaze, and he lowered it slightly in anticipation of imminent ejaculation.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he shot out his load in a quivering orgasm. The cum that had built up in the shaft of his cock flew out in a rope to his chest, with the rest of his thick load landing in slow spurts near his navel. With perhaps a dozen contractions he milked out everything he had, floating on a cloud of euphoria before settling into satisfied relaxation.
His sexual energy released, he reached over and turned off the camera - which he had initially only intended to film a bit of stroking.
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