Another day, another hard on and you’re sitting in that same old position getting ready to stroke off to that same old memory of the hot chic you almost fucked. Maybe its the same old porno and you have to keep one hand on your dick and the other on the mouse to keep replaying that one awesome moment when she squirts. That’s so fucking boring! Where’s the spark and the excitement?
Let me push your limits right to the edge! Nothing gives me greater pleasure than listening to a guy stroke off to his favorite old ass fantasy then change it up on him completely. He’ll be so fucking close, his cock is tingling, it’s throbbing, it’s ready to spurt hot slimy cum all over his nut rag, and then I say “Stop stroking my cock, get your hand off NOW!” Now ensues the confusion and bewilderment that eventually turns into mild anger from delaying that much needed climax. It sounds something like this, “FUCK!!!”
This is a typical reaction for a guy that’s never experienced orgasm denial, but so fucking what. Every guy should have a lesson in guided masturbation at least once. What’s better than being led slowly down the path of bliss then deliberately be made to stop with the end so feverishly close. You’re hot, you’re sweaty, you’re anxious, and you need more than anything to explode and release all that pent up tension. Like a suppressed volcano I keep stopping and delaying it. Bringing you closer and closer to the edge then stopping until your desire finally rages to the breaking point. BOOM!
That’s heaven. That’s what a well earned orgasm feels like. It should leave you feeling drained, spent, light headed, and like you just ran a fucking marathon. So fucking awesome that you don’t even want to wipe that jizz off your dick. You just want to rollover and slip blissfully off to dreamland. I’m not talking about a squirt, I’m talking about exploding like fucking Mount St Helens! Are you ready for that? Call me!
