Humping Again

I've recently gotten really into humping. The regular jerking off technique has kind of bored me. I was looking into humping and I've come to the conclusion that I just may be the horniest person ever.

My interest in humping came from one night I was watching porn (like you do) and discovered that I could rub my cock on the end of the chair and that produced an interesting feeling. Fuck interesting, it was downright incredible. I then waited for a night for my parents to leave the house and I went to work. I found out what was best. Laying my anticipated penis on the edge of the chair I found I could rub against it, or hump. It was a long and slow-building orgasm, but the ending was worth it.

After doing that multiple times, and setting up mirrors to watch myself in action (I love watching my butt move up and down), I wanted to try something new. I was in the downstairs bathroom, late one night and again I was horny. I noticed the body-length mirror. It intrigued me. It was one of those mirrors that were on the door. I decided to hump it. I stripped down in a matter of seconds and thought of a way to grind against it. I decided to lay my penis on it, so it was facing upwards. I found that I could thrust against it, and it felt VERY good! Eventually, I was thumping and humping and moaning and groaning. The best part of the mirror technique is that I could see myself in all my horny teenager glory. It was fantastic! I never reached orgasm that night, because my parents were asleep and I found that I sometimes got carried away and went a little too fast, (it was quite loud). I forced myself to stop, which wasn't easy.

After that happened, I remembered the body-length mirrors that were upstairs in the spare bedroom. They had been taken out of my closet. So here was a full-length body mirror for my humping needs. This was a lot better than the one on the door, because I could hold onto it with both hands and thrust to my heart's delight. And boy, did I! Again I had to wait for my parent's departure. But I didn't waste any time as soon as they went out the door! I ran up the stairs, stripping down as I was going! I was shaking with both horniness and anticipation. It was humping time!

Again, it was just as amazing as the mirror from the downstairs bathroom. Except it was better, I could hump all I wanted without making that annoying thumping noise. And did I! I was thrusting and humping like a wild animal! I couldn't control myself. I was moaning and panting and the best part is I could see that look on my face of complete pleasure. It was breathtaking. It took quite a long time to build the orgasm, but when I got on the edge, it took very little time. I went faster and faster, and the pre-cum was oozing out of my purple head. I kept thinking how awesome it felt. And then... seconds later... explosion. The cum flew everywhere! Now, I'm not a squirter, but I was that night. As soon as my mouth opened into those final grunt and groans, I fell down on the bed, next to the mirror, completely exhausted. The problem, was that it hurt my legs like hell! I'm more of a sitting down kind of masturbator. Which brings me to the point of this story!

While downstairs one night, I recognized a wall. It was a support beam but a wall, build around it. I thought and got excited! That night, when I made sure everyone was alseep, I ran downstairs and stripped off all of my clothes in SECONDS. I grabbed a stool and sat on it, and put it right next to the wall. I was so satisfied when I realized I could lay my cock on it, vertically, pointing up like I did with the mirror. Except, I didn't have to stand up, AND I had complete contact with the wall. I slowly started to grind my throbbing cock against the wall, and I had to bite my lower lip so I wouldn't make much noise. Every thrust was heaven! I never wanted it to end! I hugged the wall and just humped and humped. I love staring at my cock as it turns from red to purple and pre-cum starts oozing out. The way the foreskin slowly went up and down mesmerized me, and eventually, came the heart-pounding climax. I remember being on the edge for like an hour before I finally exploded. I never went fast, but I kept going as painfully slow as possible. All of a sudden, a scream escaped from my lips and I clapped a hand over my mouth. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and I whimpered. I heard a voice,

'Jonathan, are you okay?'

I said I was, and said I'd be up in a second. I heard the footsteps go back up and I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked down and realized I was still humping the wall. And there was cum everywhere. I almost laughed and cleaned up, then I proceeded to bed. Needless to say, I slept pretty soundly that night.

Leave a comment if you liked my story, but I have to run and hump a certain wall! Keep masturbating and keep sending in stories!