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As I mentioned in a previous story, I self-sucked for a few months in college. It started the beginning of my second semester. I lived in a single while I was in college, and of course I masturbated constantly to magazines. Early that semester, probably in early February, I had obtained a few used magazines with sex letters and stories, and one of the stories described in long and explicit detail a man giving his first blowjob. I lay there on my bed, cock rock solid, holding the magazine with my left hand as I gently rubbed my shaft with the right, and gave in to fantasies of feeling a hard cock in my mouth. When the cock in the story gave up its load in lovingly detailed spurts, my hips clenched and massive streams of cum shot out all over my chest as I fucked into my fist. I lay there in the wake of one of the strongest ejaculations in my life, amazed at my desire to suck cock and also feeling guilty Erzincan Escort and thoroughly confused. I grabbed a dirty shirt to wipe up, but when I started stroking my cock to get the last drops out, I started hardening again. I stared at my cock, my insatiable little pillar of flesh, and watched it respond as I stroked myself to another orgasm. Fascinated, I stared hungrily at the white goo shooting out from the pulsing purple head and collecting in a thick white pool in my palm. Although I constantly masturbated, usually twice a day, I rarely paid attention to the actual process. For the next two weeks I paid attention to nothing else, and usually imagined it was the cock of another man. Often I?d focus on the feeling of my cock in my hand, imagining it in my mouth, and I would cum vigorously and feel guilty afterwards. One day as I walked to class, I thought with a laugh how Erzincan Escort Bayan easy my life would be if I could just suck myself. That evening I was sitting at my desk trying to study, but my swollen balls demanded relief. I pulled my pants open, then stood up to undress, and when I sat back down my cock stood up from my lap hot, hard, and curving upwards, and as I stroked it I wondered how it would feel in my mouth and thought again my thought from earlier that day. Suddenly I decided to find out. I bent my head as far down as I could towards my lap, but I couldn?t get very close. Curious, I spread out my hands to see how close the head of my cock was from my lips; it was a disappointing twelve inches or more. I bent harder and harder, but never got closer than about ten inches. I pushed my head down with my hands and got only another inch or so closer; changing Escort Erzincan the angle at which I sat only gained another inch or so over that. Frustrated, I thought hard and looked around my room. Perhaps if I used my weight to my advantage, I thought, and lay down on the floor. I lifted my legs to try to get them over my head, but that was fruitless. I then moved so that I could put my feet on the wall above my head. My first try was not very successful; I was too close to the wall, so my cock was far above me. I repositioned myself a few times until my cock was pretty close to my mouth, less than a cock length away, maybe five inches. I could see every detail of the head of my cock and pulled on my shaft to bring it closer. This was a bit much in my excitement, and I ended up stroking out a massive load of cum all over my chest. For the next two days I tried to get closer, each time ending up spewing on my face or my neck, but I did manage to get within three inches of my lips. Finally, the fourth day I positioned myself so my cock was closer to the wall than my head and grabbed my thighs and pulled downwards. My back hurt from the effort, but finally the tip of my cock touched my lips.