My cock bulge seems to lead the way into my apartment and as soon as I'm behind the closed door I strip off my clothes. Preening penis flips loose of my boxers and I help further its growth pulling and stretching my shaft, threading cock through my fist. I'm still standing in my hallway as I cup my balls stretching and tipping up on my toes, lashing the shaft of my cock to whip up precum. I edge off and arch my back in a stretch, my hands bending fists into the small of my back. "Haaaaa," I sigh, rubbing the erect tips of my nipples. My cock is pointing a head and my body follows leaving a trail of precum on the path to relief. I get to my bedroom and stand before the mirror revelling in the reflection of pulling cock there. I fall into a trance looking and nearly cum snaping selflove's taffied yank. Crawling into bed up the stairway to my heaven, I align my ass against the wall stepping against it until my legs can ascend heals over head. Glistening and turgid now, my cock points directly at my lips beckoning engulfing swallows. Gently cupping my balls in one hand, I am now able to press cock into the swallow of my french kiss with the other hand. Instantly, the heat of fleshy sweetness melts in my mouth triggering moans and slurps of satisfaction and greed. The strawing sucks and clicking sounds spur my tongue's lapping against rigid frenulum and cock succor lasts like a thumb-sucking session. Pacifying on the delicious flesh of meaty pleasure, my lips curl wet around my tongue cupping moist and warm over the thick head of my cock, sometimes nursing hard sometimes not. I've learned to edge for as long as I want cuming only after each plateau de climax is thoroughly explored and exhausted before blissing onto the next. I trance tantric in oral sex with myself enduring the sharpest mouth fulls of pleasure. Each suck lights a chakra up my spine leading to the very top in heaven. If the rise of exploding sensation grows to spilling over my lips, cum starts its ascent and begins rushing forward like as if flying over a cliff. Then, mouth and tongue release suction to hover just over and around my pre-seize penis preparing for the jerk jettison of jism. Ropes of it are cuming and I can feel the hiccoughs of pleasure seperating into creamy clots that go down thick and viscous. I may sound as though I'm choking but the gurgling is the gargled itch of relief in cum spitting up. Ironically wanting to eat it I can't take it with the upmost need ending up shaking my head from side to side, ejaculate slapping me in the face like a pimped bitch. I want so much to eat my own pleasure but am pulled not to in a yinyang'd sort of way a blessing and curse of the dragon that swallows its own tail.