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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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So, turns out edging for about four days is not a good plan when you’re trying not to cum.

One thing that has been really amazing about cutting back on how often I jerk off is that when I do, I can get a lot harder and stay harder with much a much subtler touch than I normally do. Something that I wasn’t able to do as well before was just rub my fingers over the corona (the flared out part at the base of the head), lubbed up with precum, and feel myself right on the edge. I mean I’ve always done something like that, but the sensations are way more intense when I’m that hard and, I suppose, because I get it much more rarely.

I did plenty of edging since January and always managed to hold off, but I think once you add the fact that I had just cum the previous week for the first time in 78 days, my body remembered what it was like and really, really wanted to do it again.

So, short story is that my will-power went completely out the window. I guess we’ll call that #4. When I say completely out the window I really mean it, so I’m definitely cheating a bit here, but given that whatever happened was all part of a single binge, I think I’m still in the spirit of things. Maybe. I’m going to tell myself that at least.

Number of times cumming in 2014: 4 (only 8 left!)
Time without cumming: 0 days, 0 hours
Longest time without cumming: 78 days, 1 hours
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I was on the fence about going to the gym tonight, but at around 8pm I got an email from an exhibitionist friend saying he’d be there, so that settled it.

I wasn’t sure what time he was going to be there, but I figured I’d just go and try my luck. After my workout I stripped and walked into the showers, on my way glancing into the sauna and seeing that my friend was there buck naked, but with quite a few other people around.

I went to the showers first to rinse off the sweat from my workout, expecting to go join the guys in the sauna in a minute, but my buddy came out and took the shower right next to me before I was done. Even though there were one or two other people in the room, he faced the wall and started getting hard. I faced outward, with my eye on the door and the guy showering across from us, and whenever I could I reached out and grabbed his now rock hard cock. Whenever the other guys had their backs to us, we jerked each other off, or he grabbed at my ass. I wanted to suck him off but our positions weren’t right to let me keep an eye on the door while doing it. Happily the traffic was pretty low, though, and he both bent down to suck me off for a few seconds, and also got his cock up against my ass hole at one point. How fucking hot it would have been to feel him slide inside right there in the open, if only for a second!

I noted through this that I was able to get hard and jerk off without that feeling like I was too close to the edge that I’ve described before. I think either I’ve crossed some point where I just know I’m not going to be able to cum so I don’t feel the pressure to go over the edge, or that because I’ve been working all day instead of edging all day I’m just not as close to the edge as I usually have been. Anyway, I got fucking hard there in the open showers and loved it.

After a lot of grabbing and jerking each other, my friend looked like he was getting ready to cum. Standing facing the wall but turned towards me, and with my eye on the door, he jerked himself off while I rubbed the head of his cock and had my hand ready to catch his load. Luckily nobody came in as he went over the edge and I watched my palm fill up with his cum. As soon as he was done I dumped what I had caught into my mouth and swallowed. Not quite as hot as if I had swallowed it straight from the source but it still felt good to do.

I continued playing with myself, staying hard, and showing off, enjoying this new found ability to jerk off without worrying about cumming, but still didn’t let myself get too far. Six weeks and counting! Hoping to find the right scene to get off on soon, though.

Number of times cumming in 2014: 2 (only 10 left!)
Time without cumming: 42 days, 23 hours
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Today I was out and about in the afternoon, and since an upcoming change in my work schedule will make this usual for a weekday afternoon, I decided to finally stop by a well-known cruising washroom on the university campus to see what all the fuss is about.

It wasn’t too hard to find the washroom. It was a bit of a funny layout with four urinals, two on either side of a wall dividing the room. Three were taken, so I walked up to the fourth. I heard nobody pissing and very quickly I could tell the guy next to me was hard. Naturally, I took a step back and started to jack myself off too. I had a feeling the two guys on the other side of the wall were here for the same thing, so I wasn’t worried about being quiet. Sure enough, after a few seconds, I saw out of the corner of my eye one of the guys peer around the corner to see what was going on.

The guy beside me stepped back towards the stalls against the far wall, where the fourth guy opposite him could see, and soon he had stepped back as well. All four of us were there with cocks out, hard, and jerking.

Unfortunately, the washroom wasn’t completely deserted from casual users, and we were interrupted a few times. Each time we tried to act as casual as possible, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit like cockroaches scurrying away from the light. I think it must have been quite obvious to anybody coming in that something was up.

The scene of four guys jerking off for each other out in the open was really turning me on, and it was difficult for me not to cum. Mostly I just had to watch, but I felt awkward not participating. More than anything I wanted to just get on my knees and suck them all off. (Well, more than anything I wanted to do that AND have someone taking pictures). Among other reasons, we were getting interrupted a bit too often for me to be comfortable getting down on my knees there, though, so I decided to leave for the time being. Maybe I’ll try it again before the week is out. (I’m hard now fantasizing about going back into one of the stalls, stripping off all my clothes, and jerking with all the guys there!)

On my way home, I stopped off at a department store to do some shopping, and I couldn’t help but remember one time where I had sucked a guy off and swallowed his load in the washroom here. I remember being on my knees that time. The guy had cum rather quickly, and has soon as he did he was doing up his pants and walking out. I had just stood up, still tasting cum in my mouth, when some other guy walked in. Ten seconds slower and he would have caught us in the act. I don’t think this particular washroom was likely to be cruisy, so I didn’t bother going in (I had real shopping to do!) but I did notice a guy leaving the washroom at one point and thought to myself, “I wonder if I could have just given him a blowjob.”

Oh, and of course I couldn’t help but get completely naked in the changing rooms while trying stuff on:

Trying on clothes, almost

My last cruising stop of the day was later in the evening at the gym. I went and did a workout to make the visit legit (great motivation for keeping fit, I think) and then went to enjoy the showers and sauna. In the showers while rinsing off, I noted a large black guy in board shorts who had been standing in the showers when I had arrived was still there. I don’t think it’s a spoiler to say he was there the entire time I was, using the one shower. Normally hanging out that long means he’s checking guys out, but I didn’t detect any gay eyes, so who knows what he was doing.

There was one guy in the showers when I first got there who instantly I knew was checking me out, so I made sure he could see everything, and enjoyed watching him get semi hard. He was on his way out, though, so the show was short lived. Other than that, I’d have to say this is probably the first time I’ve used this particular gym that I have’t found somebody hanging out in the showers or sauna looking to jerk off. So that was a little disappointing. But, I’m kind of happy that the place isn’t a complete bathhouse. Irregular payoff is more satisfying to us than something regular anyway; more habit forming at any rate.

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