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I woke up hard and horny this morning as usual. 18 days since I last came. It was about 6am when I woke up, and even though I could be sleeping in on this Saturday morning, my hard on wasn’t having it. It needed attention.

As is my usual routine I went online, I got into a really fucking hot conversation with a really hot guy on dudesnude, talking about getting naked in public. If half the stuff this guy said he’s done is true, he’s got balls.

He wanted to meet up with me and make me strip for him.

Then let’s go for a walk… I will say strip now! And no matter who can see you you have to take your shorts off, then shirt. You will not have underwear or shoes. Flip flops only. You will walk while stripping and hand them to me. I will decide when and where you are not naked.

I was rock hard and he knew it, but he wanted proof that I was actually going to be willing to do what he said when he said it.

I need you to do a dare for me today to prove your obedience. I want your to take a fully nude fully erect selfie anywhere outdoors and public. No private patio or enclosed backyard… that’s cheating.

You will send your pic to me via SMS text by no later then 7pm.

Normally when guys order me to take pics for them it doesn’t work for me; I really have to be in the mood for it, and I have to be into the particular pic he wants. This time, both were right on the money. I knew if I was going to take a pic like that I wouldn’t be able to do it later in the day. It was 6:30 am now; this is as quiet outside as it’s going to get.

I already had a place in mind. I put on a plain white T-shirt, thin gym shorts (no underwear), and flip flops, and was out the door with keys in one hand and phone in the other.

Once outside I walk for a bit until I find the secluded corner I had in mind to try this. I was pretty sure I couldn’t be seen from anywhere, and nobody was around on the street. My shirt came off and I threw it down onto the pavement as I approached where I knew my shorts would be coming off. Already I’m turned on just being out in public without a shirt. I get my camera app ready and start thinking about how I’m going to do this. Starting to watch for people, thinking how quickly I can get my shorts off, where I’ll throw them to be out of the shot but still handy to get back on quickly if I need…. then I remember I’m also supposed to be hard for this pic.

Ok, I thought, getting hard isn’t going to be a problem after 18 days, but I want to be ready when the shorts come off. So still with shorts on, I start jerking off through the material.

Fuck, I realize, this is actually going to be dangerous. I can feel myself getting close to cum and I’m not even hard yet.

Stop. Take a breath.

Ok, off the edge a bit, keep going, going to get rock solid for this pic, out naked in public….

Getting harder, getting closer again…

Fuck, too far, wait, stop, gotta relax….

FUCK! Too late, before I can even loosen my grip I realize I’m cumming already, right there in my shorts.

Fuck, my shorts! This is all I have to wear and after just two spurts it is already starting to soak through, dripping down the outside.

Without even thinking if the coast is clear, and still more out in the open than I was planning, I shuck the shorts down to my ankles and try to aim my still-cumming cock further out so it lands on the pavement instead of in my shorts. After 18 days there’s a huge load and all of it is coming out.

After I stop cumming I’m just in a daze for a second. Ok, gotta get a pic to prove that I was out here for that guy. So I snap a quick shot (it wasn’t a great one so it isn’t going online here, sorry) and pull up my shorts again. They are soaked. There’s a huge cum stain in the crotch and down one leg. And there’s nothing to do about it.

I start walking back along the sidewalk, pick up my t-shirt and put it back on on the way, hoping every hope I could that I wouldn’t pass anybody getting back into my building. Happily, I got lucky on that count and did manage to make it back to my apartment without being seen.

I sent the guy the pic I took, and I think he was overall satisfied though he did say he’d have to issue another, harder challenge for not being hard in it.

After that, of course, I lost a bit of my nerve and we never did follow through with meeting him. We are still in contact though so it may yet happen. Who knows what he’ll make me do in person… especially if he catches me after a few weeks again.

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So, time to come clean.

I had done really well through the first part of the year, but lately I’ve fallen off the wagon a bit. I’ve cheated a few times and been jerking off (yes, all the way) more than I should.

There was an incident right before pride where I was checking out this really hot guy on xtube by the name of sabulum and just couldn’t keep it in any more. Especially with this video:

Something about how nervous he seems, but still goes through with what his dick is telling him to do, talking himself through it, and showing everything in the process, is really really hot. Even better that he’s so damn cute, and in that video locked in chastity too. Can’t help but wonder what the story there is. The videos of him leaving his apartment building buck naked also really got me off.

So, including my “bonus” cumshot, that would be my 8th load of the year.

Except, well, I did have a couple weaker moments earlier in the year, because of the problem I described in this post. These were always right after another cumshot, though, so really all part of the same event. So really when I say eight times cumming so far, I really mean that I’ve cum on 8 different days. And only 8 different days. For my own sanity I think I have to give myself a few hours grace period like that—which, for the record, I’ve only made use of twice, and still try to avoid—to keep up with the spirit of this whole challenge of going as long as possible between each orgasm.

Anyway, that happened back on June 24th, but here we are in July. There were a couple more times this week, once two days ago and once tonight, where I really have no excuse other than just jerking off to porn only and not having the self control I needed. So, those are shots 9 and 10. Without really any explanation. Totally a waste! Though it felt good at the moment I know it would be been so much more fun to save them up.

As part of all this, I revamped the Stats page a bit, so that I now have a table of each individual day that I’ve shot a load, plus how long it had been since the last one, and a link to the post where I describe what happened. I think this setup will be easier for me to keep up to date, which means it’ll keep me honest!

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I had a great time at the Cub Camp singlet party on Saturday night. (The headline gives a bit of a clue why.)

The venue was a bar out in the west end, not in the gay village, which was an interesting change. I went with Hawk, wearing a green Nike singlet. On the trip over I only wore jeans and a hoodie over it (no t-shirt) and was already feeling somewhat bold, fantasizing a bit about Hawk taking the hoodie away and making me take the street car in the singlet.

One of the interesting things about this place was that because it was an ordinary bar, unlike the Black Eagle, there was a mix of regular customers in addition to the men in nothing but singlets. It was especially fun standing near the big windows at the front, seeing people’s expressions as they walked by on the street and wondering what the hell was going on.

I actually also ran into about 4 people I know from “normal life” so-to-speak, which made me a bit nervous about being too liberal with my behaviour. But, happily, one of these guys was already in a singlet and when he saw me come in immediately said “There better be a singlet under there!” which put me at east about stripping at least that far in front of them.

Green singlet for Cub Camp

Outfit for Cub Camp

Despite there being quite a few people in normal street clothes, and dance area they had going was full of hot guys in nothing but tight spandex, which was really hot. I loved watching the guys grind up against each other in so little to start with, and even less as the night wore on and the singlets started to be rolled down to the waist.

Dancing with Hawk very quickly put me into that submissive/pup sort of headspace, and I didn’t protest at all when he pulled my singlet off my shoulders and down to my waist. I was still quite aware of the couple guys I knew around but was turned on enough not to care who saw.

Having been about two weeks since I had last cum, I got hard pretty quickly. Hawk teased kept teasing me and toying with the sides of my singlet, but didn’t go any further yet. He wanted to make me walk through the crowd to the front of the bar again, singlet rolled down and rock hard inside it. I protested a bit now, knowing that there were regular customers towards the front and the big windows to the street, but still followed along behind him as he led the way. I felt a lot more exposed out at the front without the crowd of guys dancing around me, but in a thrilling kind of way. I had gone somewhat soft in the time it took to get to the front, so at least I wasn’t too obscene any more.

After saying hi to a few people, we went back to the dance floor. Hawk continued to tease me and make me go wild. Soon that feeling started coming on, that undeniable urge to go further, and as Hawk’s hands toyed with the edges of my singlet, tugging it a bit further down inch by inch, and exposing my ass, I couldn’t take it anymore.

Overcome with desire, “pull it down!” I said into his ear. I don’t know if he heard, but then I said again “please! do it!” and he got the message – my singlet was down around my thighs, cock out in the open, right in the middle of the dance floor. With one hand he started jerking me off as we continued dancing and I was thinking who might be seeing me now exposed like this.

We were like that for a while, though I occasionally pulled the singlet back up as the rush of being exposed wore off, before that feeling built back up enough and I let it come down again. I don’t think I ever let it stay down for very long at first… at least not yet…

After a brief break to get some water and chat with some people out front again, we went back to the dance floor, and this time there was some groping along the way. I felt a guy grab my ass, and I liked it. He was behind me, and I made sure my body language said he could do more. The hottest thing wasn’t just feeling his hands on me, but it was when I felt him starting pulling down the sides of my singlet bit by bit. I was thinking “holy fuck, I don’t even know who this guy is and he’s slowly stripping my clothes off…” My mind was going nuts here wondering if this guy was going to pull it down all the way and expose me again. That would be a ballsy move, and a whole new level from Hawk doing it (since he already knows I want it), and sure enough he eventually did. Each tug got a little more aggressive, until my cock was out again and this random guy pushed the singlet down past my knees out of easy reach.

(Full disclosure: I found out after that it was actually somebody I had talked to a lot on Scruff before, so I wasn’t a stranger to him, though at the time I hadn’t gotten a good enough look to recognize him. At the time as far as I knew this was a random guy who didn’t know me.)

Eventually he drifted away from us for whatever reason, and Hawk and I kept dancing. Though I pulled my singlet up again, the ratio of being covered to not was rapidly decreasing as the night went on.

At one point, when we were near the edge of the room, Hawk took a seat on the bench along the back wall. He said later that he felt like suddenly all eyes were on him, and from my perspective at the time, I know why: I thought he was going to start sucking me off right there. I think that’s what everybody else was thinking was about to happen too. He didn’t do anything, though, and just watched me as I was in front of him almost entirely naked, unable to use his body as a shield to cover up at all.

There were two quite hot guys dancing together right next to us, one of whom in particular I had had my eye on since the beginning of the night. Nice build, beard, nerdy glasses. Right up my alley. He was facing towards me and the other guy he had been with all night (I’m assuming his boyfriend) was grinding up behind him. As I was there hard out in the open, he put his hand out and starting grabbing my cock.

Like I said, this guy was just my type, and I was really turned on to have him show interest in grabbing me. I turned towards him and started dancing with him a bit, feeling him up, as Hawk stood up behind me to watch.

I was getting very stimulated now with this new hottie stroking my cock on the dance floor. I had to pull his hand off at least a couple times, and eventually told him that I was too close to cumming for him to keep going. It didn’t seem to deter him at all, though, and he kept going back for it. I was loving it, feeling his body, my hand now inside his singlet feeling his rock hard cock, with my singlet now down to my ankles.

I leaned over to Hawk beside me, “I think this guy really wants me to cum.”

I don’t remember exactly what his response was, but it was along the lines of “Good, let it happen.”

I could barely believe what was happening at this point – me, almost naked, in a normal bar, surrounded by hot half-naked men, in the middle of the dance floor, being jerked off by his hot guy in front of everybody. I leaned into the guy jerking me and told him again, “If you keep going you’re going to make me cum,” but this time without pulling his hand away. He kind of just smiled at me and kept going.

“Seriously, you’re going to make me get cum all over your singlet,” I warned him, and he just nodded. Fuck this is hot now. And at that point, I knew it was really about to happen.

He started jerking me in earnest now, no longer any semblance of just innocently groping each other as we danced. Anybody who looked out way would know exactly what was about to happen. I leaned back a bit and just enjoyed it, moving my legs a bit to push the singlet down further, and as I approached the edge I pulled my feet out and kicked the singlet off entirely. Fully naked now, it took me almost no time at all to start shooting my load onto this random guy.

Pretty quickly I realized he wasn’t just letting it fly everywhere, he was catching it in his hands. He kept rubbing my dick as it finished shooting, until it was so sensitive I had to almost push him off me telling him to stop. He still just smiled at me, and before I knew what was happening he took his cum filled hands and smeared them all over me, up my chest, and over my face, getting my cum all over me. He just kind of laughed as he did it, but also with this nice dominant vibe, like “I don’t care if you don’t want this cum all over you, you’re going to fucking take it.”

Now the high is wearing off a bit and I’m thinking, “fuck, where’s my singlet?” Maybe I should have kept jerking the guy who just got me off to see if he wanted to add his own cum to the mix, but I pulled away a bit and picked my singlet back up off the floor (luckily, it hadn’t gone far when I kicked it off). Of course one of those friends, one in street clothes, chose that moment, just as I was trying to stumble back into my singlet, to come up and say “Hey look, you finally got naked!” At least he was already familiar with this “Greg Naked” persona of mine so it wasn’t too revelatory, but it was certainly a bit of awkward timing!

“Haha, yeah…” *stumbles into pant leg, wonders if he just saw me get jerked off, wonders if he sees the cum on my face*

We did stay a bit longer after that, but obviously that was the highlight for me. Hawk made sure to fill the host (abeardedboy/@domisadog) in on what had happened, knowing he’d probably get a kick out of it, and he gave me a hug on our way out not caring that I had cum all over me. (At least, I think he didn’t care; I’m not sure he actually picked up on that detail!)

As for how this affects the 12 shot challenge, Hawk said that because of the special spur-of-the-moment nature of what had happened, it would count only as a well-earned bonus cum shot, not as part of my regular 12. After all, what good is staying this horny all year if I can’t take advantage of a scene as hot as that when it comes up, right?

Number of times cumming in 2014: 4 (plus 1 bonus shot; only 8 left!)
Longest time without cumming: 78 days, 1 hours
Last stretch: 13 days, 4 hours
Time without cumming now: 0 days, 0 hours
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As of last Thursday it had been 78 days since I had last cum. I was starting to worry that the bar was being raised too high by letting it go so long, and was thinking about just releasing the pressure the old fashioned way. I could worry about doing something more memorable next round. On Wednesday, though, Hawk suggested something worth waiting for: a really cute friend of ours had arranged to get fucked by at least a couple guys in the backroom of the Black Eagle during Naked Night. This I wanted to see, and I wanted to be horny for it to appreciate every moment.

Being an exhibitionist, and part-time nudist (when the mood strikes), I love naked night. I love just hanging with people with nothing hiding and everything out in the open. I’d enjoy it even if there wasn’t a back room element, as that side of it usually isn’t very noteworthy anyway. Often it’s just a dozen or so guys around the edges of the room waiting for something to happen. This week it was quite full, though, with lots of blowjobs and jerking off.

When I first got there I found Hawk and his boyfriend in the back just standing around having a chat, though sex was in the air and all around us. They had been there a bit already, and I wasn’t really ready to jump right in, so I moved back out into the main bar to say hi to a few friends of mind I had run into on the way in.

Of course, I didn’t want to miss anything fun that was going on in the back, so made my way back eventually. This cute friend of ours claims that, despite the rumours, there wasn’t actually any planned rendezvous, so I might not be getting the show I was hoping for. As he, Hawk, and I were chatting though, this big hunk of a guy walked up to him and just said “Suck me off”. It was so hot to hear him just say “ok” and get down on his knees. I had no idea who this guy was but just seeing him take control like, and seeing this friend submit, was really hot.

There was a lot going on throughout the night, and I won’t describe all of it, but I enjoyed taking it all in. I didn’t, however, participate in much. I didn’t want to blow my load on some random blowjob. I came very very close, though, watching that friend—the one who claimed the rumours of him getting fucked that night weren’t true—get bent over a table in the center of the bar while another guy rammed in to the hilt. Fuck, the moans he was making as he was getting pounded, with the whole bar around him watching, made me rock hard. Hawk slide up behind me and that was it—between Hawk’s cock up against my ass, his hand on my cock, and the visual of these two guys fucking in the open, I was going over the edge.

But no, again, I didn’t want to cum like that either. If Hawk was going to push me over the edge, I wanted to earn it from him and cum when he told me to, not just because I was too close to the edge to handle it. So I backed away for a moment, and literally had to walk off to a corner, close my eyes, and take a few deep breaths to avoid exploding all over the table that guy was getting fucked on. (Thinking back on it, coating his face in it would have been a pretty hot way to go!)

All told I was there maybe a few hours, but that was the closest I came to cumming. After seeing at least a few guys get fucked, getting close to the edge several times, and catching up with some friends in a non-sexual way, I decided to call it a night and head home.

So, if cumming at the bar in front of everybody wasn’t enough, how did I finally blow it?

Just like I said I would — jacking off at home.

78 days of cum

This is what eleven weeks of cum looks like.

Now, of course there’s a lot more to tell about how exactly I jerked off and what pushed me over the edge in the end, but I think I’d already given enough detail for one night :) Suffice to say, it felt damn good, and worth the wait.

Note: I’m back-dating this a couple days as per my policy of keeping things in chronological order. Since I posted an update at the time it happened I’m just dating this back enough to precede a few other sexy encounters I’ll be writing about soon. Written on March 27th.

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With my new full time job I have to wonder how anybody even has time to jerk off during the week! My usually 1-2 hour sessions won’t work with this schedule; I’ve barely had time to even consider it, which is good considering my current state. Nonetheless, tonight I had some fun.

I happened to be in the neighbourhood tonight with about half an hour to kill, so I stopped by that cruising washroom again.

When I walked in, I saw that there was only one person at the urinal (the furthest one from the door on the other side of the wall) and one person in the corner stall. I tried to walk in quietly so I could see if there was anything going on without making everybody scurry away, but it looked like nothing was happening. I went to the other urinal on the other side of the wall, next to the one guy. He looked like a student; early twenties, blond, shaggy, tall, and notably he had put his bag and jacket on the floor. I thought that meant he was here to stay a while but almost as soon as I had my dick out at the urinal he grabbed his stuff and left.

Then it was just me and the guy in the stall… but after about 30 seconds, the other guy came back. He had moved to a urinal on the other side of the wall, and the three of us just held our positions quietly for a while. I think once he was satisfied that I wasn’t here to just piss and leave, he moved back to my side of the wall and his hard dick was in view in no time. I had mine out getting hard, but still not jerking too much lest I cum. I loved the way he was showing off though.

When he took a step back, I reached over and started jacking him off. Nice big thick cock that felt good to wrap my hand around. He leaned back and was enjoying it, until we heard someone coming and went back to our spots. The new guy coming went to one of the urinals on the other side of the wall, and Blondie kept jacking at the urinal. He was safe from being seen since I blocked any eye-lines from new people walking in and he would see someone coming around from the other side. What was extra hot though was that you could hear the sound of his arm moving—fapfapfapfap—from the rustling of his jacket. There was no pretending now; both the stall guy and the new guy must have known what was happening.

After a minute it was clear the new guy wasn’t here to just piss and leave either. Blondie stepped back from the urinal, and instead of grabbing it with my hand this time I went down to suck on it. As I bent over, I saw the guy in the stall peeking his head over the door to see what was going on, and the new guy shuffling around the corner. I didn’t care though; I knew what they were here for and didn’t care if they saw me sucking this guy off.

Blondie was really getting into it too. He stepped way back from the urinal, leaned against the wall, and let his pants and boxers drop to mid thigh as he pulled his shirt up. He was really hard, moaning, leaking precum. The new guy got on his knees and started sucking Blondie’s balls while I went back and forth from sucking him to stroking him with my saliva as lube. At about this point the guy in the stall opened his door and stepped out, nice long cock in hand.

All the attention was on Blondie now. There were a few moments where we could hear something and started to cover up, but we weren’t interrupted. After one of these, I thought it was hot how Blondie had to struggle a bit to pull his pants up from his knees and step back to the urinal. If someone had walked in, even behind the partition he probably would have been seen before he had covered up. Even then, though, he kept jacking off full blast at the urinal. So when the coast was clear again, and I was back to sucking his cock, I grabbed his jeans and boxers and pulled them all the way down to the floor. I should have started unbuttoning his shirt too while the other guys worked his cock.

Blondie is totally into it now, with me jerking and sucking him, new guy on his knees occasionally sucking the balls, and the other guy making out with him and running his hands up and down his body. After a few minutes it was too much and he moans out “I’m cumming” as I jerk his cock. I really wanted to see him shoot all over the guy on his knees, get cum all over his shirt and see how he reacted, but he was too quick and took it all in his mouth. Stall guy immediately stepped back into his stall and I think shot his load into the toilet. (What a waste!)

As blondie put his clothes back on and stall guy tidied himself up, I stood back at the urinal and waited until they both left. New guy was still there on the other side of the wall and poked his head around to see what I was up to, but I wasn’t very interested in him and I was running out of time, so decided to head out myself.

Some night when I have more time, I want to get that corner stall and actually strip down so when I open the door, there’s no hiding. Probably some night when I’m not quite as close to the edge as I am now, that is, but some night with a camera in hand too I should hope. For tonight, though, it was a fun stop-over.

Number of times cumming in 2014: 2 (only 10 left!)
Time without cumming: 35 days, 22 hours
Longest time without cumming: 35 days, 22 hours
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