Two weeks until Orgasm!

Two weeks until Orgasm! by Christopher (brokn@hotmail.com) I first learned about masturbation by accident. I was ten years old and had learned it was pleasurable to lie on my stomach and grind my waist into the mattress. One afternoon I was doing this the sensation got more extreme and it wasn't long before something shot through me and as I turned over, white liquid was coming out of my penis. Wave after wave shot through my young body and I was for sure I had broken something. It was a few days later before I dared try grinding against the mattress again but each time I did it until more white liquid came out. Still, my most exciting masturbation story is more recent. I'm a 30 year old man now and I've learned what I like and don't like about both sex with someone else and with myself. A couple years ago I was working at a job that took up a lot of my time. I got up early and always came home late. Normally I was so tired after work the only thing I wanted to do was go right to bed. I went a couple weeks without masturbating and noticed waking up in the middle of the night from a very sexual dream and on the verge of having an orgasm. After a few nights of this I decided that the next day I'd come home early and take some time to rest and jerk off. That next day all I could think about was coming home and masturbating. I'd get an incredibly hard erection just thinking about it. When I walked in the door I made some dinner and took a shower. After the shower I turned the lights off, lit enough candles to light the room, stripped down and lay on my bed feeling my body all over. I had been erect since I got home and my cock was aching, jumping whenever I'd rub against it. I spent some time rubbing my chest and stomach, enjoying the attention and sensations I was having. I rubbed my legs and buttocks as well, running my finger over the hair on my legs and enjoying the feeling. It was after about fifteen minutes or so of this, when the room was sweet with the smell of the candles, that I allowed myself to touch my scrotum and penis. I was very hard and just touching my cock sent electricity through my body, forcing my back to arch and a groan to escape from my mouth. I had a strawberry flavored package of lube and began to rub it over my sack, inside my legs and over my cock. It only took a couple pulls on my penis before I felt I was near an orgasm so I stopped, not wanting to end the session too soon. I repeated this several times, stopping right before I was about to come. Pre-come was liberally flowing out of my penis by this point, occasionally mixed with bits of white sperm. After nearing orgasm about a half dozen times I decided to allow myself to enjoy the climax. With my left hand I slowly stroked up and down, with my right hand I gripped my testicles firmly. When the first wave of orgasm hit me my back arched upward as I pushed the back of my head into my pillow with my mouth wide open. I felt a warm splash on my face that was followed by another on my chest. Stream after stream shot out onto my stomach. When the last wave of orgasm hit me I was completely worn out. All I wanted to do was fall off to sleep but I needed to clean up. Walking to the bathroom I switch on the light to get a look in the mirror. I had come on my face, in my hair and all over my chest and stomach. I took a quick shower to wash it all off and fell right off to sleep when I was done. I have never had an orgasm that intense since then.