Thursday, July 16, 2015

16.7.2015

Okay, I think it's time for a frantic update, even though even my Queen doesn't have the details yet. She is currently very busy, and I don't want to disturb her with something as meaningless as my sexual life.

As you very well know, I have had couple of close calls, accidental ruined orgasms and sort of semi-orgasms, during my 600 or so days of chastity. They have happened without my control while I have been edging with me being nowhere near the edge.

Well, like I've told you, we have summer over here, albeit a little cold one, but it has caused nice erotic sensation in me. I wouldn't say I'm not horny and frustrated all the time, and in fact I hope I would be more so, but it has revived my libido in some degree.

Yesterday I was edging the way I normally do, browsing some erotic images, thinking about my situation and my Queen, and naturally pulling my very limp penis. Like I've told you, it doesn't get hard, even when I egde.

Then, quite suddenly, when I was having my cool off break between spurts, and without even being even that aroused, I felt... it starting to happen again. Quite out of the blue I felt the orgasmic build up approaching, with me unable to do anything to stop it.

I was naturally petrified with fear. I merely waited, without daring even to breathe, and examined the sensation. I was convinced accidental ejaculation would take place again, since this is the way it had happened the two previous times.

But then, it... stopped. After a build-up, and such sense of approaching ejaculation I could taste it. I was naturally very relieved, but it also made me quote nervous, even alarmed, to have been so close letting sperm spill out, once again.

I stopped masturbating immediately and directed my energy to other matters. However, all during the day I was strangely... tense, like being in overdrive. What had happened intrigued me so much that I decided to experiment and started to edge again after a few hours.

And, as amazing as it sounds, the same thing happened again. Or rather, almost happened, while I was pulling my limp dick. I knew now I had to be cautious, and managed to stop myself well in advance. But the orgasmic build-up was there, I could feel it.

I must say I was baffled. After all this time, after 600 days of cum ban, after a month and a half since my last spill, that took place in the presence of my Queen, what has caused my long-dead libido to be awaken this way?

And as if this wasn't strange enough, a few hours later, when I was in bed and almost falling asleep, and my thoughts wandered to what happened during the day and to the idea of me cumming, I swear, I felt it starting again. This time with no physical simulation whatsoever.

I naturally panicked, and managed to stop the approaching sensation. In a way it's a pity, though. It would have been interesting experiment. To know whether I could sum in my pants, with my dick completely limp, simply by thinking about it.

Even now, as I write this, and think of myself cumming, I feel the sort of... boiling sensation in my balls. Various erotic imagery has also much stronger effect on me now, and I get very unexpected flashes of horniness, and a tight, gripping sensation in my testicles.

In a way this is as intense experience that the sensations during my first, week long cum ban way back in 2012. By the time week was almost up, a mere picture of a woman's face on the cover of a fashion magazine could produce the similar effect.

However, I can't help but wondering, what the heck is happening in my balls? I'm baffled to say the least. Did the first, near-orgasm yesterday have this effect on me? An effect even more stronger that after the last actual ruined orgasm?

I know I should be glad and enjoy the frustration, since this is what I have wanted. However, at the same time I can't help but being worried, and the thought of edging fills me with apprehension, since the last thing I want is to ejaculate without the permission of my Queen.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

15.7.2015

I once calculated how much volume it would take to fit in all the cum I would have produced and spurted if it hadn't been my ban. 

According to my calculation one ejaculation equals about 10 millilitres, which means 50 days with ejaculation once a day (my usual cumming pace before the ban) equals roughly one pint.

I am now getting close to 625 days, which means I would have produced about 12 and half pints of cum in that time. 650 days, a day count that could be reached quite easily, would be thirteen pints. In any case, that's over six litres of male cum I've saved the world from. That's quite an amount.

15.7.2015

Sunny, warm summer day equals a horny, frustrated and chaste male.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

14.7.2015

I got to spend couple of days with my Queen again. Unfortunately due to mother nature the encounter didn't include any orgasming (hers, that is) this time.

The weekend was also rather packed with stuff to do, among other things a shopping round to local antique bookstores and me and my Queen going to see stand-up comedy for the first time in both of our lives. We have now seen a gig of Ismo Leikola, the world's funniest man, apparently. (He has a diploma and all to prove it.)

The weekend included also another girlfriend test, of sorts. Namely, the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I said "of sorts", since we both are fans, but even though she has seen on stage productions, as have I, she hadn't ever seen the movie version.

Even though I'm not a real hard core fan I do know some audience participation lines by heart. My favorite one is to yell "Describe your testicles!" just as the Narrator is about to say "Black, heavy and pendulous". My Queen seemed to find that amusing as well. Making her laugh feels so good.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

9.7.2015

We finally banged together, my Queen and I. While assembling a pair of Ikea bookshelves for her, that is.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

4.7.2015

Good thing I have a movie night to take care of today. Considering how hot this day will become, in my constant horny state I would most likely spend it by edging all day long.

Friday, July 3, 2015

3.7.2015

We're currently having a genuine heat wave over here in Finland, which makes it very difficult for a leg man like me to run errands downtown without spraining my eyes or being run over by a car. All those beautiful bare legs simply drive me insane. Oh dear me.