3 or 5, you decide

milamberrex — Fri, 21 May 2010 14:53:42 GMT

Little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two American kids growin up in the heartland

Woops! Wrong ditty!

This is a NSFW entry regarding sexual contact between two consenting males. If that offends you, go elsewhere.

Finally scratched another item off the bucket list yesterday!

So, I've always had this fantasy about being tied down, blindfolded, and force edged. Yesterday, I finally got to experience that dream.

I met a guy online that goes by the handle of Edge Controller (will be referred to as EC from now on) several weeks ago. He read my profile on a site whose name I will not mention. He contacted me and told me he could make my dream a reality as he planned to be traveling through my area in a matter of weeks. In discussing with EC over the next few weeks, I learned that he had been restraining men and edging them for the past 10 years. It's a hobby he's very passionate about and you can hear the love he has for it in talking to him.

Prior to our encounter, EC instructed me not to cum for 4 days. By day 3, this had become total torture. My cock was always hard and oozing pre-cum like a mofo! As will discuss later, I am a heavy pre-cumer.

As a note of caution: Meeting strangers and letting them tie you down and blindfold you on the first encounter can be very dangerous. I took what I consider reasonable precautions to insure I would be as safe as possible given the circumstances. First, I watched his vid collection online where he restrained and edged others, no, don't ask. So I knew at least that part was genuine. Next, I selected the hotel where he would be staying after he gave a list of preferred hotel chains. I let a gay fraternity brother, who happens to be an LJ friend, know the basic details of the meeting: EC's actual name, his phone number, and email address in case "I went missing." Finally, I arranged a safe word to text this fraternity brother by a specific time in order for him to know I had safely left my encounter.

So anyway, I cleared yesterday afternoon for play with EC. He was late getting off from Sarasota, so our ETA of 2 pm became 3 pm. By the time I was restrained, video cameras set-up (don't even think of asking), and I was blindfolded, it was about 3:30 pm. The games began. First, once I was blindfolded, EC started by taking pix of my oozing hard cock. He hadn't touched my cock and I was oozing precum in streams. I saw the pix at the end of the night, and it was pretty damn impressive. I wish I could describe what happened stroke for stroke, but let's be real, we did this for hours. EC would take me up to the edge of orgasm and back down over and over again. Occasionally, he would give me popper hits that totally sent me into a sexual frenzy. IT was absolutely amazing being tied down and helpless as another person did to my cock what he desired. As EC remarked, it didn't take him long to get me to the edge since my cock was so starved for attention after being denied relief for 4 days. Sometime after 6 pm, EC asked if I could do him a favor. He wanted us to go grab a bite to eat since he had not eaten all day. I really don't know the exact time, but he was using a 2-hr video tape in one of his cam's and the first session had already consumed that tape. EC selected BK as a quick place to grab a bite. We headed there and were back somewhere around 7. We immediately resumed our "play" after he inserted another 2-hr tape into that one cam.

He changed up the play this time by having me call up a bate conference line. He wanted other people to hear me gooning as he was edging me. It was totally fucking hot talking to strangers, when I could, about being restrained and edged. My droid was beside me and bluetooth headpiece was in my ear during this half of the session. This session was more intense as he wanted me closer to the edge for longer periods of time than the previous half. Again, it was totally fucking amazing. After edging me for a while, EC discovered one of my "differences" from other guys. When edging, if I get too close to passing the point of no return without crossing it, I squirt out a clear wad of pre-cum just like it was an orgasm. He was surprised by the size of the wad and the distance it shot. He thought I had actually cum until he noted that the wad was totally clear. In discussing with him in mid-bate, I discovered in his 10 years of edging men, he has only encountered one other individual that shots wads of pre-cum. Before our session was through, he had one more of my pre-cum wads shoot.

At one point, EC decided to give me a hit of the Amsterdam poppers (I had two bottles, Blue Boy and Amsterdam). Amsterdam feels like an immediate explosion in me while Blue Boy is more subtle but creeps up on me. After the hit, EC went crazy on my cock. It was unbelievable. It was past ecstasy. I warned that I was close, but he had taken his hand off my cock sensing my closeness, this is when EC got another surprise, seconds after he removed his hand, my cock started oozing loads of cum in a ruined orgasm. Neither of us expected that since his hand was removed before crossing the point of no return. For those unfamiliar with a ruined orgasm, in it's simplest sense, it is an unsatisfactory orgasm, i.e., I felt what seemed like several weak shots but I did not have the accompanying feeling of an orgasm. Later I learned from EC that this first load of cum was huge. Not surprising considering I hadn't shot a load in 4 days. This RO did not deter EC in the least, he kept working my cock. Before you know it, I was gooned out on total bliss. EC would occasionally feed me more popper hits, but he decided to switch to Blue Boy given the RO that resulted after the hit of Amsterdam. I lost track of time, somewhere along the way, I had yet another ruined orgasm. I felt the squirts but not the accompanying pleasure or satisfaction from an orgasm. EC kept pumping. At times, during the sessions, EC had me totally crazed, i.e, I was thrashing against my bonds, making god knows how much noise. Finally, EC gave me another Blue Boy popper hit. As he was letting the poppers build up, he kept repeating, this is it, this is it. I totally let myself go and rode the edge as long as possible, thrashing, groaning like some animal, heaving breathes, until I finally crossed over into a fucking amazing orgasm. This was my third load of cum since we resumed our play. I felt a shot hit my upper left shoulder blade, a shot landed on my right cheek near my nose, and EC later told me shots went above my head onto the pillows behind me - and this was my smallest cum of the night.

I don't know exactly how long our session was. EC kept lightly massaging my cock, stroking parts of my body, etc. for a long time after I shot. By the time I was released from the restraints, we had exhausted yet another 2-hr tape. EC told me that I was a fucking cum factory the way I kept popping load after load. He couldn't decide to count the pre-cum shots which were 2 or just the cum shots which were 3. Depending on how you want to count it, I shot either 5 or 3 times while my cock was under his control. It was some time after 9 pm when I left.

I have to admit that I thoroughly enjoyed my first forced edging experience and look forward to doing it again!

While there was nothing disappointing about the experience, my one regret is that we didn't get to break in my new toy!

Kozmic Kastaway

3 or 5, you decide