“Bad Boy, Good Boy: An Erotic Aless Fantasy”

A simple yet very effective fantasy. Here are the details…

I awoke this AM about 4 AM and feeling very aroused. I decided (for no apparent reason) to re-dress myself with three layers of tight briefs as well as a new Shock Doctor Ultra Carbon cup. I went to lie-down and selected a nice track: “Tao Lounge 19”. Anyway, I lie down and begin to fall quickly into this fantasy.

Bad Boy – I don’t know why, but I am being sexually “punished”: I am a completely powerless male since my “tools” are off-limits for me. I am not permitted to see or even touch my genitals. How long? I really don’t know at this point. To make matters worse, my ‘lover” has taken off all her clothes and is lying down near me; I can fondle her soft silky breasts and anything else I want. This is very arousing for me and I feel an erection building up through the layers. But I cannot act at all and it is very frustrating.

I begin to perform light kegels to see if I can “feel” something down-there. Yes! The kegels are working and I am feeling a stirring in my prostate! Eventually, I perform some long, hard contractions and am now really starting to feel it. At some point, I use my hands and begin to press around my abdomen; yes, I can feel that within my prostate as well. I envision my prostate as a large walnut and begin to “circle” it in my brain. Yes, I can feel that too!

“A Teasing, Edging and Cum Denial Fantasy”

Hey guys! I had this blog all ready to go. But at the end, I realized that I had been logged-out and lost everything! I will attempt to re-create this blog later on today. It won’t be easy!

PS I will be composing this and future blogs in Word; then cutting-and-pasting into Aneros Blogs. Other bloggers: please note!

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“Ready, Aim, Fire! Is Your Big Gun Loaded? — A Extreme Sexual Fantasy”

Background: I am only in a new Day 2 of SR but have been experiencing extreme NPT (nocturnal penile tumescence) and I am waking up from some of these. This morning was no exception. I was wearing a safety towel and only my boxer briefs which are tight. This combination makes for an extremely stimulating feeling upon erection.

I decided to put on some erotic music and just chill-out. My erection is still extreme and I believe that helped me trigger this very erotic sexual fantasy. Now some additional background: since my wife has had a bad back for a week and I have had a cold for a week, our sex life has been non-existent for at least the past two weeks. All of this pent-up sexual energy has made me very frustrated and I have told her so. And even in spite of my ejaculation yesterday (in Day 8 of SR), my arousal and feelings of impending ejaculation triggered this extreme sexual fantasy. Let me try to explain…..
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While listening to the tracks, I have fallen-into a very realistic, VERY SEXUAL fantasy with my wife. OMG! It was so sexual, I may have a hard time explaining all the details. In fact, some of it was so extreme and “X-rated” I won’t detail it. But suffice it to say that this sexual “encounter” began with some words:

“Ready……Aim……..Fire!”
“Is Your Big Gun Loaded?”
“Fire That Gun At Me!”
“I’ll Help You Load It”

“One Amazing Night!”

Last night’s “session” was too lengthy and too involved to detail. Perhaps I can give a summary.

Background: I was in Day 8 of SR. I did go swimming yesterday morning and feel great. I got to bed very early last night (~8 PM) and woke up about 12:30 AM with the most intense, hard erection possible! I go downstairs and start to listen to erotic tracks and start a surfing session.

I have fallen-into a fantasy rather quickly. “She” will put me out of my misery, but slowly. She tells me: “Just relax and listen to the music. Here is a towel if you need it, but please try not to cum yet!” What I didn’t know is that “she” is an expert cock manipulator and proceeded to use everything she knew on my awaiting cock. And boy, did she know her stuff! Some hand moves that even I didn’t know! She continued for I don’t-know-how-long and I was wet at the end. And when she was over, she instructed me to get back to bed. But she instructed me how to get re-dressed. Three layers worth and she wanted me to use both a safety towel and a hard plastic cup. She told me that this was to induce an ejaculation. When I went to lie down, I had a sensation that I would have to ejaculate right in bed, hands-free! So close to a “waking” wet dream. I squirmed around on the bed for I believe a full hour in this erectile agony and the erection was showing no sign of subsiding. I believe my cock was telling me that it wanted to go off! I was resisting, though, and thought I could last just one more day.

“Hard Or Soft? An Erotic Fantasy”

A new Day 7 of SR and all thoughts turn sexual. I am hitting a testosterone peak today and, like other Day 7’s, this one is no different.

I select a track I have heard before on YouTube: “Erotic Night Songs | Music for sex | Muzika za seks” and almost immediately fall-into a very sexual fantasy. In it, my lover asks a rhetorical question of herself: “Do I like soft or hard men?” The answer was a resounding “Hard”! She explained that she loved men with hard muscles, hard nipples, hard cocks, hard balls. Her men are masculine through and through. You get the idea. Then, she demonstrated by caressing every muscular part of MY body. I am wearing tight boxer briefs with my red silky boxers on top. This is making for a very firm package that she can “feel” and fondle. I am getting very HARD and she is pleased. At one point she caresses my erect nipples and I feel the sensation right down to my prostate.

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The erotic music continues…..I am obviously getting more aroused but don’t want to reach the PONR. At one point near the end, I believe, she works her hand down beneath both layers and feels my HARD balls and cock. She is very pleased and I am surprised at my hardness as well.

I am going into the day horny and sexy. My head cold is nearing its end, thank goodness! I may get back into the pool today.

“Don’t Laugh: A New Mindset To Combat My DE”

A short “surfing” session but with a new twist! Here are the details…..

I awoke about 5 AM with a strong erection. I put a safety towel under my cotton boxer briefs and go lie down. No music this time. After a short while, I seem to have fallen-into NOT a fantasy NOR even a meditation. This was different and I think the appropriate word is “MINDSET”. This is what it felt like…

I am starting to squeeze my very erect shaft from the bottom then up towards the middle and finally towards the top glans. And then I repeat this all over again and again. And sometime during this manual manipulation of my cock, it dawned on me that perhaps my mindset during these surfing sessions is all wrong.

Now here is the part where you may chuckle, but I swear this was the image. I compared my penis with a fire hose. Yes, it was that simple but it became very effective. When a fire truck arrives at a fire, what do they do? Of course, lay-out the fire hose, connect up the nozzle and turn ON the water. In similar fashion, when there is a sexual “fire” burning within myself or even within my wife, the “hose” becomes my cock, the nozzle becomes its tip (glans) and the water becomes the semen! Ha! A childish comparison you say? Well, maybe but let me tell you……it worked! Now as I continued to perform the cock-squeezing within this new mindset, I began to also develop a very POSITIVE mindset towards putting out this “fire”. And as I continued in this positive mindset, my mind began to dwell NOT on my continual issue with DE (delayed ejaculation) but rather on the immediate task at-hand: putting out the fire (ie, ejaculating)! And after a short while in this mindset, I gave up the negative feeling of non-ejaculation to one of “Let’s put out this fire”! I felt closer to a PONR than ever at this point. (I felt the fire hose filling up with water and am ready to aim it at the fire).

“A New Sensation With A Cup”

This blog is going to be somewhat embarrassing, but I am going to write it anyway. Here goes……

I was cleaning-out some drawers in my bedroom yesterday and I ran across something. It was an old athletic supporter that belonged to my son. It was a Bike and had a hard cup. The supporter itself was deteriorated and I threw it away. But the cup……even though it was labeled “youth” it still had the right shape for me. So, I pondered about it and decided, why not? So I cleaned it up and this morning, decided to give it a whirl. I put it in place against my package then held it in place with my swim jock. Finally my Jockey Sport Cotton boxer briefs held it all in place and my “flannel” PJs completed the wardrobe. I searched for a suitable track on YouTube this morning and selected: ” The Best Of Vocal Popular Deep House Music Nu Disco 2016 (2 Hour Mixed By Regard )” and it was perfect!

[One comment here: I have never owned a cup jock since I was never into the rough contact sports while in school. Yes, I did wear jockstraps but not with a cup. So this was a “new” sexual experience on which I was about to enbark and I was getting very aroused.]

“At Home With A Cold (And an Orgasm)”

I caught a head cold a couple of days ago, Also some body aches. Not fun at all. This morning, I am awake about 5 AM and decide to just go lie down without any music. While resting, I know I am also lucid dreaming because I can recall very vividly the dream. One thing I noticed right away is that my prostate is buzzing—not a lot, but just enough to let me know that it was alive and well! I couldn’t help but “echo” some very light kegels and when I did, my prostate responded back with a slightly greater “squeeze”. Not much of an erection this AM, so I am now eating, relaxing and watching TV.

Fast-forward an hour or two and I am again lying down and relaxing. With the recent and sustained winds, I am going outside several times already to pick-up my trash cans which cannot remain in one place for long! The prostate “clutch” is still with me and, although it is not annoying, it IS persistent. What does this mean? I don’t know—-I am back to Day 2 of SR. I am aware my prostate is alive all day today!

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“Just The Basics, Sir: Precum and Cum Please”

Wow! I never knew “surfing” can come in two flavors: female and male! This surfing session definitely was MALE! Let me explain……

I awoke very early this morning again (~1:30 AM) and decided to relax a bit while I chilled with some music. I have on my safety towel and just my red boxer briefs. My package felt looser than the past few mornings. I was awakened with a raging, pulsating erection in bed and again felt like I could be headed for a wet dream.

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I lie down and select this track on YouTube: “Soft Sexy Chill Out Music Mix 2017/ Midnight Sexuality/ Sensual Music Lounge” and began to listen. All is going well as I feel another erection building. This surfing session began just like many others: I began to perform soft, circling, tickling stim on my firm scrotum and feel exquisitely sensual. I keep this up for a while, perhaps 15 or 20 minutes. As I continue this, I again have no desire to ejaculate at this point (I am in Day 10 of SR) only just enjoying the deeply erotic pleasure of my hands. But that will change very soon.

“Surfing Session: Some Unusual Feelings”

Another super-long session! I am in Day 9 of SR, still horny and entombing my erect package with many layers since it feels so good. I select some stimulating tracks and go lie down. I honestly feel that this could be the morning for an ejaculation…..we’ll see.

After a good long while into this surfing session, I still have a raging erection and my balls are quite firm as well. I travel through a quick fantasy (called ‘Rent-A-Hooker’) to get to a point where I (she) am only stimulating my cock and mostly by rhythmically pressing firmly on various parts of it. All the while, I feel a pulsing down in my prostate and at one point, I (she) am coaxed into pressing into my firm balls. Ohhhh! The combination of testicle massage and moderate pressure on my erect cock started to make for some intense (did I say INTENSE?) feelings. Let me see if I can remember some of them…..

All during these feelings, I felt so close to the PONR that I could “taste it”. How I didn’t go off is beyond me now. But let me describe some of the feelings.

I was standing at the edge of a ravine and it was narrow enough that I could step-across (or jump). On the other side was the relaxing bliss of ejaculatory release. But I chose to stay on “this side” —– extreme sexual tension.