Tried to cream in my shorts
This evening or should I say this afternoon I was seeing in my mind how I started this trip. I was sitting out on the terrace and as hard as I could, I was thinking of anything except my penis. I put up a good defense (I think anyhow). It was fun putting some dots together mounting a defense. It was good to use my mind for other things that I don’t normally do. Suddenly, the urge to cream in my shorts overtook any other thought that I might have had in my mind. It was pretty intense in the sense that it felt good. Sadly it was short lived.
I can feel the idea in my mind that is telling me that my penis is calling. I am starting to use muscles that directly or indirectly cause my penis to throb down real low. Low on my penis root. It’s time to come home and let me out my penis is telling me. My penis is telling me that he needs his release and he wants it soon. Slowly but surly the beat gets stronger rising up the penis root. It’s like a wave lapping up on the beach, followed by another. Again and again. The feeling is unmistakable. Pure pleasure. The pleasure that I get when I present my latest batch of seed in honor of curves.
I say that I will do my best, but if I go with you, don’t be surprised that it might take awhile to get there. Jacking off at 5:33 in the afternoon. Running around the house naked getting ready for the trip. Reckless! i like it.
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