Bill (mast)
by copsucker_99
As usual I was awoken this morning by my aching, hard cock. For about as long as I can remember I have always had a very stiff dick first thing in the morning. I guess it is the result of horny dreams, or maybe it has some physiological reason. Whatever the cause, more often than not I wake up with one hand wrapped around it, sometimes slowly tugging, other times just feeling the turgid hardness of it with my open palm, weighing my heavy, shaved balls in my fingers as I think back to the circumstances the last time I emptied them of their load.
If I have the time, I like to just lay back, relax and begin to slowly stroke myself to a shuddering climax to relieve the pressure in my balls and raise my mood. Its a great way to start the day, especially if there's time to doze off for a little while afterwards. There's no point rushing out of bed, as my cock only becomes more obvious and attention seeking if I begin to walk around. It won't let me forget that it's there, hard, swaying and bouncing around with each step I take.
I love the feel of it, hard as steel inside, but fleshy and pliable on the surface. The ample foreskin bunching around the head with each upward stroke, then tight and smooth again as I pull back exposing the reddish-purple knob with perhaps a clear drop of precum on the slit, eagerly moistening the tip in anticipation of the opportunity to reproduce my genetics. I hate to sabotage my sperm's destiny, but I must confess at this point that I am strictly a man's man. Yes, you guessed it - a fag, a pillow biting poofter and I would trade places with anyone.
As I curl my toes and clench my butt muscles, I slowly begin to stroke my demanding boner, stretched to its full eight inch length. My fingers, wrapped around the centre of the shaft, can just touch my thumbnail. At the base its a little narrower but flanges out of reach around the knob. The skin feels soft as it slides easily over the length of ribbed gristle. My other hand cups my balls and occasionally I stroke a finger along my sweaty butt-crack, hesitating at the puckered entrance to tickle the fine hair growing there.
I like to use a bit of lube on my fingers as I probe at my hole, sliding one or two fingers in up to the knuckle, spreading my muscular thighs apart to enable my hand to cup and stretch my ball sac tight. At the moment I have a little bit of hair on my nuts, but usually I keep them well shaved, because I love the silky smooth feeling. It almost feel cold compare to the heat of my stiff cock. I think its a considerate gesture to shave for other guys that might from time to time be nibbling on my balls, they won't get any pubes in their teeth from my balls.
I slap my thick cock against my stomach, pulling it down toward my toes as far as it will go, before letting it go and watching it curve up and hit my flat stomach with a fleshy slap. Sometimes when I do this, it makes the precum drip onto my stomach and I rub it into my skin with my fingertips. Its weird but the more I do this, the more precum that begins to flow out of my cockhead. When there's a lot of it, I wipe it up with my fingers and place it onto my tongue, tasting my own salty juices as I imagine that I'm beginning to suck on some handsome stud's dick, dangling in my face, demanding attention from my hot, wet mouth and tongue.
I can usually last for a long time when I'm jerking off. I bring myself to the brink of climax and then stop and hold off for a minute or so, not long enough to lose any of the stiffness in my cock, but just long enough for the initial tinglings of ejaculation to subside. That way if I'm with another guy, I can usually hold back until he blows his load so that we can both come together. Occasionally of course, I might be with a guy who's so keen to take my load that he won't let me stop and just clamps his head onto my dick and sucks the spoof right out of my shaft before I get a chance to stop him. I don't mind that though, as I can usually manage a second session pretty quickly after the first, especially if he's that keen.
I'm just lying here stroking my stomach and pinching my nipple as I watch my balls as they rise and fall within their sac. It's amazing to just watch them moving around as if they had a mind of their own. One thing that really helps me blow a huge load is if I pinch firmly on my nipples while jerking on my dick. I have very sensitive nipples, and they love to be licked and sucked almost as much as my cock.
Right now I'm getting pretty close to blowing this load. I've been jerking on my cock for about fifteen minutes on and off, varying the pace and technique to enable maximum pleasure. My head is full of visions, flashes of my past sexual experiences, the men, their cocks spurting over me, unusual places where it's happened, even the smell of their crotches or their armpits. I'm beginning to lapse into that glorious dreamlike state where I am unaware of my surroundings, nothing matters except the movement of my hand, the increasing urgency of the rhythm.
I look down and see a blur of frantic movement around my crotch as my hand tugs at the engorged shaft of my cock. As I straighten out my legs, I can feel the tenseness of the muscles as I point my toes. I feel my balls bouncing against my legs, a little bit sticky and sweaty from their workout.
With one last pinch on my right nipple, I realise that I am cumming as I watch the first jet of jism shoot out of my cockhead, and I feel it splash onto my shoulder. A few more follow quickly, each one landing a little shorter of the first, leaving a trail of translucent splotches across my body. I relax and spread my legs as the last few drops of spoof trickle out onto my hand, still wrapped tightly around my dick, milking the remaining fluid out of my spent shaft.
I can feel the cum trickling down into my armpit from my shoulder as it loses it's viscosity. With my flat palm I stroke across my stomach and chest, merging the pools of my cum as I breathe deeply and catch the scent in my nostrils that reminds me of beansprouts. I continue to rub the sticky cream into my skin until the bulk of it has dissipated then roll onto my side and drift into a contented sleep, until the next time I wake up!
Bill, Sydney