Sunday Jacking

So yesterday I woke up with a slight cold and unbelievably didn't feel much like jacking. My usual morning routine on weekends is to wake up before my boyfriend (bf from here on out) and sit down in front of the computer, login, put on porn, maybe see who's on line to chat with and webcam with. I'll get out the albolene, maybe strap on one of my cock rings and ball stretchers and get to work on my dong.



Instead, yesterday I wasn't really in the mood to masturbate, but by late afternoon the hormones were calling out and I had to start up. My bf was around doing other stuff. We've been together a really long time in gay years, and he doesn't really know about my real chronic addiction to my cock. I've usually jacked while he's not around, or surreptitiously. Sure, he knows I enjoy sex, but I've not ever quite shared with him that when he might not be around I will masturbate for 8 or 10 hours.

Lately, however, I've been feeling the pull to really express my sexual needs. Yesterday I started to masturbate openly and he walked in on me. I asked if he wanted to join and he said sure. So I really worshipped his cock, and made him cum. I, however, expressed that I didn't want to cum. Why cum and waste the rest of the evening being out of it? I had all evening to masturbate and edge. So we had dinner, and I sat back down and masturbated the rest of the night, openly. I still felt a bit odd about it, with him walking in on me at different periods and remarking that he couldn't believe I was still stroking. That's what I do though! I'm a masturbator. I love my penis, what can I say?