Forever Fucking
What’s all that about then?
Most of the time when a guy comes his cock heads rapidly for floppy-ville. The nature takes its course and the warm glow of post-coitus envelopes you. Over the last week there have been a few occasions where that hasn’t happened.
My erections have stayed and taunted me with the promise of further sex but the realisation that another orgasm was only possible way after the erection finally subsided.
The first time it happened I carried on, much to Suze’s surprise and delight. My roaring and pounding orgasm would normally have marked the end of proceeding, yet I continued and brought her to orgasm once more before the hyper-sensitive nature of my cock finally broke though my frenzy.
I wonder if this will carry on? The seemingly endless erections?
Lucky bugger.
When I was a ferociously masturbating teen, I thought that sex would be more or less the same as masturbating. At least physiologically related to the phallus. Then I started having sex and I found that it doesn’t even matter when I orgasm. It’s just the end of stage 1 and instantly on to the forever-endurance of stage 2. Social conditioning told me that it was emasculating to not be able to hold off an orgasm for hours. But nowadays, I just let that first one erupt with the stamina of a god damn beer bong and I’ll stay hard long after.