End of Envy

For years, I have been envious of certain of my female friends and their ability to fruitfully masturbate for seemingly inhuman periods of time. I remember one girl telling me that she couldn't go for drinks because she had "an evening of masturbation" ahead of her. I couldn't imagine masturbating for an entire evening: I'd come once in the first twenty minutes, once again about forty minutes in, and then lose any semblance of an erection.

Yesterday, I was super bored. It was Masturbation Night anyway, so I figured I may as well start early. So, at about 1830h, I lubed up my ass and slid in my Aneros Progasm. Then I flopped out to watch and read porn.

I think that I spent about two hours "masturbating". It's in scare quotes since I played according to Hoyle and didn't touch my cock. In fact, I did my best to ignore its existence. I squeezed my balls, pinched my nipples, but let my cock be as it vacillated between hard and flaccid. Since the Progasm doesn't require an erection to function, it's actually pretty easy to keep it going for that long. You just have to stay in the mood.

I don't envy the girls anymore.

I had several peak experiences that might be called orgasms, if the definition of male orgasm weren't so inextricably linked to ejaculation. I remember at least three of them, although there may have been more. It doesn't feel like ejaculating, in so far as the pleasurable contractions don't come in a set. Just a single, powerful, pleasurable contraction that seems to set you up for the next one without actually triggering it. You have to do that with another squeeze of your anus on the Progasm. If you get the timing right, you can keep the chain going for quite some time.

The peakest of peak experiences even included fluid emission. Not semen, but prostatic fluid. I'd estimate that there was at least 80mL of it. The volume surprised me as much as it ever has a woman who suddenly discovered she could "squirt". It leaked down the shaft of my cock, pooling between my legs and crotch, filling my belly button, providing the nasty lube I used to stroke my cock to climax.

It was quite a mess.