It’s now over 30 days since I last came and probably about a week until I will be allowed to. I’m into that stage where I start thinking about all my fantasies I want to make come true. My plan for 2015 is going to be to set 12 different challenges or tasks, and aim to complete one per month.
Before we get to that, the first rule: I am not allowed to cum unless somewhere else is in the room. I’m not going to put a limit on how much I’m allowed to cum, or how often, just that I’m not allowed to waste a load alone.
At first I thought I shouldn’t be allowed to cum by my own hand at all, but I want to allow for times when I jerk off in places like the showers at the gym. For the record outdoors will always be allowed since there’s always somebody outdoors. Places in my own building don’t count, though, so I can’t just run off to the stairwell every night.
I don’t have all 12 challenges yet, so I need suggestions. I’ve already solicited some of these from twitter — tweet me @gregnaked or comment here and I’ll consider them. So far contenders are:
* take a baseball bat up my ass
* get double fucked
* walk naked around Church Street during pride
* shoot a load out in the open at the beach (not hiding in the bushes)
* get a good video of me topping someone
* drink piss on the street at Folsom
* take part in the World Naked Bike Ride
Needless to say, all of these will be done with photo and video evidence. Two — Folsom and the WNBR — depend on specific dates, so really I should have more than 12 challenges ready to go in case I can’t make those events on those dates.
Send me suggestions and I’ll post a complete list (or at least, more complete), on the Jan 1st.
A couple nudist/exhibitionist friends of mine were in town and asked about going to the naked beach for some showing off. I immediately jumped on board, and contacted Hawk and another exhibitionist friend to invite them along as well.
It was of course lots of fun being naked with these guys, especially with the other local friend of mine couldn’t help but get hard on the beach. And as hung as he is it was damn hot to see.
Though the water was nearly freezing, we did dare go in for a bit. Hawk really liked teasing me under the water. We were down at a quieter side of the beach but there were still boats around and definitely people along the shore could see us standing closer together than would be completely innocent. Needless to say he had me on the edge pretty quickly (at this point it was over a week since that incident on the street) but he wasn’t about to let me cum. Mostly I was just so turned on at him being bold enough to jerk me off just under the surface, knowing anybody could figure out what we were up to.
We took a break from the chilly waters — with surprisingly little shrinkage thanks to the extra support I had been getting to keep things fluffed up — and Hawk decided to send me for a walk in the woods. My clothes left behind with our bags on the beach, of course. No description of what happened there is really necessary, aside from the simple fact that I found plenty to entertain myself with back there. You can watch for yourself:
That wasn’t even the best part yet. After returning to the beach and relaxing in the sun a bit more with my naked friends, we decided to try the water one more time before leaving. Again, it was freezing, but this time I was motivating myself thinking that maybe Hawk would jerk me off again. I started getting hard just thinking about it and sure enough things started getting frisky under water. We’re in at most four feet of water, Hawk starting to jerk me off, and my other friend watching, getting hard himself.
There was one boat in particular that had four hot gay guys on it that I’m sure could have seen what was going on if they looked in our direction. I like to think I kept things pretty subtle, though I don’t think there can ever be anything really subtle about getting handjob a few meters of the shore of a not empty beach.
The whole feeling of being exposed and out in the open was getting me very close again. I told Hawk that he was getting me right on the edge, and he kept going. Soon I felt I was going to shoot. I was about to bust my load right here in front of everybody, with Hawk jerking me and my friend jerking himself watching, hard beneath the surface, and who knows who else wise to our game. Hawk didn’t stop, and as I struggled to maintain composure from the waist up, I passed the point of no return and seven days of cum was spilling into the lake, creating what basically looked like solid white ropes scattered in the cold water.
Right away my brain started to gain some senses back and I became aware of how close the three of us were standing together. No way anybody who noticed us out there wouldn’t have figured that something was up. I backed away a bit, while my friend still kept jerking his cock. I forget the details but I know Hawk got his hands in there to help out too. It didn’t take long before he started getting close to the edge too, except I don’t think there was any worry about composure from him. He was grunting and groaning more and more with each stroke, and when he finally went over the edge he let out this obviously orgasm-induced moan that I’m sure must have been heard halfway down the beach.
We all started laughing immediately as the reality of what he just did sunk in, though it seemed that we got away with it; even the guys in the boat not 5 meters away didn’t seem to take notice.
Ok, now that pride has officially started, I need to take advantage of all the hot guys in town. It didn’t take long to find someone on Grindr that wanted to use me. There’s no need to describe what happened, since he was more than willing to get it on video, and was looking forward to posting it online himself.
Back in my first post I said that not cumming for a while would, among other things, make me more submissive. I need to clarify that statement.
Yes, it may make me willing to submit to some of the more daring things Hawk or others suggest, but that’s at least as much because I’m more willing to give in to what I want to do without over thinking it as becoming more submissive generally.
Another obvious side effect is that it makes me really want to cum. But it’s not just that; after about a week the need to cum started to transition into this need to make it really worth the wait. Jerking off is fun an all but I’ve been saving up this load for two weeks now and I want to make it count. And that means I want to fuck you.
Time without cumming:
14 days, 6 hours
Now since it’s been so long, I don’t expect I’ll be able to hold off very long once I get inside. I also know from experience, though, that after this long shooting once isn’t going to completely release the pressure, which means after I cum inside you once I’m going to keep going, for longer and harder, until I fill you up a second time.
The downside to this feeling is that I know since I won’t be able to back off from shooting my load once I get inside some hot little slut, I can’t really risk indulging in fucking anyone until at least February. What was once a desire to jerk off for the sake of making it count but knowing I can’t has transitioned to being ok with not jerking off but wanting to fuck instead, and still knowing I can’t.
I haven’t decided if, given this state, what follows will help me relieve the tension by living vicariously through my past self, or if it will only tease me with more of what I can’t have, but in honour of this feeling I posted my first video on xtube under the name TheRealGregNaked. It was filmed in September so this cumshot is a freebie. Enjoy.