Weekend With Me And My Cock

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Celebrating having a Penis

 

A recent story posted on another masturbation site, gave me the idea to write this short story which I'm sure every guy knows about and has spent sometime doing (some more than others I'm sure). But on a recent rare warm weekend morning, I had the opportunity to enjoy what God has given me for several hours and I was the better for it.

As I mentioned, it was a rare warm late summer day here in the Bay Area (summers are known for foggy mornings) and I had slept nude this night. It was one of those days that I call 'recharge the batteries days' when you have nothing scheduled in the morning (or the whole days in fact) and your brain is telling you stay to in bed even though it's a beautiful day outside. Just a beautiful lazy day! I had all the time in the world to just do nothing, which I wanted to enjoy since my weekdays are intense at work. I had woken up with no covers on, which is unusual here, if you sleep with the windows open. It felt good. I'd woken with the usual morning woody, but this time I had the idea of turning to my side and screwing my girlfriend casually from the rear in the spoon position. But wait, today there was no one in bed with me, as currently I wasn't dating anyone. But I wasn't upset about it. Cause I knew this would be a morning with my cock and me & it was going to be no less important. I wanted this to be different. Not the usual horny, I'll look at a porn video and think of some past or hopefully future sex partner. This was going to be about me and that muscle/organ God had given me. I wanted to celebrate having a penis!

This would require different thoughts, different fantasies, different stroking, different positions, different everything.

I reached over for the remote for the TV and just played with the buttons for about an hour just going up and down the channels while casually massaging my cock and balls with the other hand. I usually have a tape in the ready for those mornings when I want to j/o to get some erotic images. I did view a few minutes of the loaded tape which did help get me even harder than I was and stirred enough in me to produce some precum, but I knew I wanted to spend some time at this. I wanted to enjoy the moment a lot longer. Don't rush it, I kept telling myself.

Then I reached in my nightstand for the tube of Astroglide (suggestion: I've recently also discovered the pleasures of Glycerin - it's cheaper) that I also keep in the ready and poured a few drops on my cock and admired my now lubed and glistening man muscle. Guys you know what I mean! I got out of bed, stood up in front of the mirror and flexed and posed, as I admired myself, erect penis and all. The room started to warm up as the sun rose and heated the bedroom. I wanted to spend the morning walking around with a nice semi to hard erection and a string a come oozing from the head of my penis.

As a stood there I felt my ballsac, and noticed I hadn't shaved it in awhile. So off I went into the bathroom and spent a good half hour doing my 3 S's. All the while keeping my woody going as much as possible. That feeling of my smooth scrotum is glorious. Inside, were the producers of the seeds of life, the juices I cherish upon coming and some of it was itching to be released, but not yet.

Breakfast time. Making a morning meal naked can be pleasurable also. Reading the morning paper and drinking my coffee naked while another string of cum has hit my calf as I sit.

I went to several sites in the Internet specializing in masturbation to see if there were updates. I read a few of posts, but many were about first time jerk-off experiences and when 'I was young stories'. When you're 45, you've read enough of those stories and they do become boring. But there were several by guys also describing those special days all to themselves. I too was doing the same and I was getting hornier knowing I wasn't alone out there.

The apartment was getting even hotter this morning and I was beginning to sweat, which is rear. I was enjoying the feeling of rubbing my hands over my chest, stomach, balls and buttocks as the sweat made my hands glide over my body slicker. I'm now three hours into my session. It was all about me!

I wanted to take it to the next level and re-lube my cock again. I watched as I noticed every vein and bulge as it changed shape with each squeeze of my inner thighs. I dreamt of being at my favorite secluded beach (had it not been the weekend, I would have jumped in my car and drove out there, but there was bound to be too many people out today) and walking around naked with my cock in hand celebrating nature and my manhood. I know it sounds narcissistic, but that's what I wanted it to be about. My other thoughts also drifted to those camping nights in my tent.

So I had to settle for my thoughts of the rocks and ocean and sun and me butt-naked. I would look at my cock standing, sitting, laying down and again admiring the different shapes and the colors it can change into. The lube enhances every vein. It has given me years of pleasure and it still was working in my mid-40's. I had to thank myself for being so lucky so far. It may work a little slower but that could be good. I wasn't 21 anymore and had learned to take life and sex much slower. As the semen continued to bubble out, I rubbed it over my glorious gland and played with it. Mixed it in with the lube and put some on my nipple. I thought again about tasting it, but it's not something I do very often and I'm comfortable with that. I like morning masturbating sessions because I can see everything. When I j/o or have sex in the morning before work, those are usually rushed. But today, I've already spent hours. I like those lazy Sunday mornings having sex with my lady (when I have one). Except it was just for and about me, today.

When I decided it was time to cum, the sound of my hand working my cock with the squishing noise of the lube and my uncut cock was enough. I laid back, stood my cock up pointing to the ceiling and waited for the raise of the seeds within me to come shooting out the tip. It was volcanic to say the least. It splattered over my chest and my neck. Had I aimed it down, it would have hit my face. Ah, I felt so gloriously spent, I rubbed my man-juice into my chest, into my ball and cock. I watched my cock take its relaxed position with cum all over it. I didn't want to wash or wipe it off. I just wanted to savor the moment, savor my juices. Being it was going to be a 'recharge the batteries' day, I put my head back onto the pillow and eventually fell back to sleep. It was a good morning, It was my cock and me. I wasn't disappointed it wasn't sexual intercourse. The moment was tantric and I had no reason to feel guilty about it. I was celebrating being a man and having a penis!

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