Date: Mon, 03 Apr 2017 19:33:45 -0500
From: tony.sharp@vfemail.net
Subject: The sublime pleasure of edging

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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.