Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2017 05:26:54 +0000 (UTC) From: Sargon Bighorn Subject: All Boys Private School 15 This is a work of fiction and is not based in reality. All Boys Private School Part 15 Male Physiology 401 Edging School Third Quarter Edging Endurance and Sperm Production Research. Day Three Wednesday My name is Brent. I'm your typical athletic 16 year old. I'm 5'9" 155 brown hair, hazel eyes. Lean muscled because I work out and like the look. My third year in an all male private high school is great. It's not that I am huge; it's that I am fit, active and involved. At 16 life is great. I lived with my Dad and enjoyed everyday. Mr. Hardwood is having us do research on edging and sperm production. It's now the third day I've worked with Dad. Edging him the previous two days proved informative. I've noticed that his precum production is up. I've also noticed he gets harder faster. His cock pulses more frequently and the head flares with each pulse in a noticeable way. So today, the third day of edging begins. I've decided it is prostate stimulation alone. Given that I have to let Dad know so he will be clean and ready. I'd like him to be totally comfortable, and that means good hygiene. But because it's still morning, and edging is a process, I once again make my silent way into Dad's bedroom, crawl under the blankets and position myself right between his muscular hairy legs. Dad was sound asleep. Mornings are when men have a large hormone surge so I thought I'd wait for his "morning wood". My wait was not long. As I lay on my stomach facing Dad's cock and balls I saw his dick slowly swell and lengthen. What an amazing sight. As each minute passed his cock grew thicker, longer, and harder. As it hardened, the blankets kept it pointing down in my direction and when I felt it was at its peak of hardness I licked the head with my moistened tongue. Dad's cock pulsed hard! Because this would be the first edging of the day, and because I like the feel of a cock in my mouth, I placed my lips on the head and engulfed it. I kept his cock head in my mouth not moving anything but my tongue around the glans. Every few seconds his cock would pulse and I would taste his precum. This went on for a few minutes and I knew Dad was having good dreams, his moans of pleasure were loud and long. With practiced technique my mouth moved down the long hard shaft of Dad's cock. I held it deep in my throat. Then I slowly backed off, the long trip up to his cock head producing a long slow moan of pleasure. At the head I clamped my lips around the corona and for several minutes just swirled my tongue on the glans. That seemed to do amazing things to Dad. His cock pulsed, it pumped precum, and it caused Dad to arch his back, spread his legs, and moan from the depths of his being. As the stimulation continued I saw Dad's balls pull up, an orgasm ready to shoot. Releasing his hard and throbbing cock from the soft moist hold of my lips, I slipped out of his bed and went back to my room getting ready for school. Time flies and we were both back at home, the dinner prepared and eaten, the dished washed, the evening mellow time upon us. "Dad, can I edge you for my class now? I want to stimulate your prostate for a while, keep you on the edge of orgasm with just that technique." "Sure Brent, let me get ready, I'll call for you and we can do your homework in my bedroom. It won't be long." Dad said with a smile on his handsome face. Not too many minutes later Dad called, "Brent I'm ready when you are; up in my bedroom." I estimated the state time made not of the technique used "Prostate stimulation" and grabbed my lube. Dad was lying in his bed, on the sheets. His nicely defined muscled body a glory to see. His hairy legs spread apart. I got up on the bed between his legs and applied a generally amount of lube to the middle finder of my right hand and some to Dad's clean hole. With gentle slow movements I spread the lube around his hole. He moaned, and lifted his legs. "Dad I'm just going to gently touch you for a while, when I know you're relaxed I'll start the stimulation." "Okay son, I trust you, it already feels great." That must have been the case because Dad was hard as a rock, his cock throbbing. With gentle movements I slowing inserted my finger into Dad's hole. I felt the contractions as my finger moved in deeper. Once my finger was all the way in I did not move my hand so as to allow Dad to relax. His breathing was steady, his chest moving up and down. Once I knew Dad was relaxed, I moved my finger inside him and felt for the prostate. A round smooth organ. When my finger touched his prostate Dad's cock pulsed, he moaned, and a huge drop of precum emerged from his cock head. Like magic it worked every time. I would gently with draw my finger a little, then gently slide it back in, touch his prostate a few times and watch his cock throb and pulse and the precum flow. Knowing this was the third day of edging Dad, and that I'd already stimulated his cock this morning, I did not want to push my luck and cause an orgasm. But I also knew I had to edge him for as long as he could stand. It had only been five minutes. So I continued. Each time I slowly moved my finger out of his hole I pause with just the tip inside him. Then I'd move my finger deeper in and gently rub my finger tip on his prostate. He would clamp down on my finger and as expected his cock would pulse and precum would flow. At this point my hand was quickly being covered with his precum. His moans of pleasure were more frequent and his chest and stomach were beading with sweat. His legs would vibrate each time I stimulated his prostate with the tip of my finger. In and out my finger slowly moved. As my finger went full depth I would pause and gently massage the prostate. I did this for at least 10 minutes. Dad's balls contracted up into his scrotum with greater frequency. I had been at this for a few more minutes; from all the outward signs Dad was about to blow his load! "Brent, I don't think I can take much more of this. It feels amazing, but I'm ready to blow my load." Dad managed to say as he was trying hard to steady his breathing and not cum. "Okay Dad" I said as I slowly removed my finger from this tight hole. "We're done for today. Thank you for helping me with my homework." "No problem, anytime" Dad said with a dreamy pleasure filled voice. "Great we'll continue tomorrow" I replied.