The First Time Tasting My Own

This is nothing new and how it happened probably isn't new either. But I remember when I finally worked up the nerve to taste my own semen.

Through the years, several girlfriends encouraged me to try it. After all, they had no problem with the taste and thought it only fair for me to taste my own cum. But I never did. Amazingly enough, I got curious about it while I was not dating anyone. I suppose it was porn that sparked my interest along with reading stories on sites like SoloTouch. I read some stories that said once guys got comfortable with the taste of their own juice, it really opened up their sex lives.

So, I thought I would give it a shot. But it wasn't easy as all that. When I masturbated, I would gear up to sample my sticky goodness at the end. But without fail, every time I had an orgasm, the feeling to do so left me immediately. I was going to taste it from a shirt or towel, but I just couldn't do it. I thought cumming in my hand would make it easier to do, but it did not. As fired up as I was to do it, once I orgasmed, the desire was gone.

One day while cleaning the house, I realized the bed had an old brass headboard. The brass pieces fit together in a nice design. But what caught my eye was that there was plenty of space between the pieces where could lay on my back and slip my feet through and hold on. This would put my cock directly above my face. I wouldn't be catching it in anything and cum could fall into my mouth once my orgasm started. I might be less likely to back out.

I finished cleaning the house and was relaxing in the living room. The idea was still fresh in my mind, and I found it quite arousing. I was only wearing boxers and a t-shirt and soon they were on the floor. I began stroking and caressing myself, all the time thinking about my new plan.

Before long, I was hard as a rock. A little lube made my cock slick as my hand glided up and down. I edged myself a few times to make sure my cock was ready for what was next. I didn't want it to disappear during the stress of putting my body in a new position. I continued to pump myself until I was ready. 

Once I knew I was on the verge of release and dared not touch myself anymore, I walked back to the bedroom, my cock swinging back and forth as I walked. I removed the pillows and stretched out on the bed. It took me a couple of tries to hook my feet onto the headboard. My back wasn't used to bending like that. But once I was there, I looked up to see my erection pointing down at me. I knew once I started it wouldn't take long and my cum would be launching down into my mouth.

I began stroking myself again. I slowly played with myself and fortunately, my erection didn't show any signs of going away. I continued to stroke harder now. The feeling was rising in my body. The purple tip of my cock seemed like it was only inches away. I slowly let the sensation build. The thought of cum shooting out of my cock and into my mouth only added to the intensity of the pleasure.

At this point there was no turning back. I pumped myself faster and faster. My breathing was heavier and I remembering that I could hear myself huffing and puffing as I brought myself to climax! Then in a flash, I was overcome with intense extasy! Cum exploded from my cock! But like every time before, I felt the urge to swallow it leave my body. I clamped my hand over the tip of my cock, catching the cum in my fist. I reveled in the orgasm but was disappointed that I couldn't follow through. I remained in that bent position and closed my eyes. I thought I had securely captured my load, but I was soon to find out that was not the case.

 I lay there on the bed breathing heavily as the orgasm began to vanish. That's when something salty hit my lips. I opened my eyes to see another drop of my cum falling to its target. Either my grip was not tight enough or the load was too large. Either way, I could see semen oozing from between my fingers. I recognized the saltiness of it from kissing women after they gave me a blowjob. But I remember being surprised at the texture. It wasn't really creamy but silky as I licked it from my lips. I only ate what fell onto my lips. I got up and cleaned up.

But I couldn't help but think about the experience.  I also wondered what it would be like to have the entire load released into my mouth. A few days later I had some time on my hands and decided to give it a try.

I put on a porn video to help amp up my excitement, and it wasn't long before I was nude and stroking myself. I wasn't really paying attention to the video at this point. I enjoyed the feeling of my hand sliding up and down my cock, but I was thinking about what I was about to do. I wondered if I could do it or if I would try to avoid it like before. I edged myself to the point where I was ready to shoot my load. 

Again, I went into the bedroom and removed the pillows. I stretched out. It was easier to bend back and latch my feet onto the headboard this time. I had actually been doing stretching exercises in anticipation of this day. Again, I was staring down the barrel of a very hard cock. This time, my excitement was even greater, probably due to the thought of taking this to the next level. I began stroking myself until my cock was on a hair-trigger. I knew the moment had arrived.

I suppose passing that first threshold prepared me for this time. With the final stroke, my cock shot jets of cum down onto my face. To my surprise, I didn't try to stop it. I used my hand to point my cock to the intended target. I continued pumping as cum blasted onto my lips and into my mouth! The salty taste and silky texture were even more pronounced now that I had experienced the entire load. I savored the feeling that consumed my body. From head to toe I felt so alive! Tasting and swallowing my cum made it even more exhilarating!

It opened a new door for me. And like some of the stories I read mentioned, once women found out I had no problem eating my own cum, love making took on a new meaning.