I had been working all day out in the cold and got home late. I ate dinner and tried to relax, but was still a bit stressed. I decided to take a long warm shower before I went to bed, hoping it would help me sleep.
The shower felt great and was very relaxing. I decided to go ahead and shave the growth off my face. And while I was doing that noticed the growth around my cock and decided to shave it smooth too.
I slipped between the covers (I sleep nude) and pulled the blankets up tight around me. As I lay there, I couldn't help but feel the cool sensation from the room and sheets on my cock and balls. It felt really nice.
As I lay there, my hand found its way down there and I began touching and caressing myself. I felt so smooth and heightened the sensations around my cock. As I lay there touching, massaging and caressing, my excitement grew. I touched my balls cupping them and letting my fingers glide across them and up the shaft of my cock to the tip. Wow, it started feeling really great. I began to increase the pressure and changed from touching to light stroking. I was getting harder with each passing second. I have no idea how long I was doing this, but realized my breathing was changing. It was deeper and harder too. Now I was adding more pressure, stroking a bit faster. My grip was getting as hard as my cock. I could feel my balls tighten and now my cock was twitching when I caressed them. It felt too good to stop, so I kept going. It wasn't long before I knew I wouldn't stop. My strokes were steady. My breahting hard, but now in short gasps. I could feel the pressure building and pushing me closer to the edge. I brought my knees up, my feet flat against the mattress. My body still covered by the sheets and blanket. I would back off, trying to make the feeling last. But it was useless. I wanted to reach the point of no return and willingly pushed myself there. In an instant I could feel the cum shooting from my shaft. Under the sheets I could feel it land on my chest and stomach. I could feel its stickiness and smell the salty odor of my sex. I keep stroking, gently. Each convulsion spraying more from my cock. Each time not going nearly as far as before. Slowly, I relaxed, exhausted but satisfied. I wasn't about to get up and take another shower. I ran my fingers through my cum, spreading it across my body. My fingers and flesh covered with sticky goo. My last sensation, the familiar taste of my cum as I rolled over and drifted off to sleep in the wet spot I had just made.