God do I have to move slooooow when I’m not wearing a condom.

All the times my gf and I have had sex the past few weeks, as I thrust slowly trying not to cum too quickly, she’s let out these very quiet little grunts and groans of (to my ears at least) frustration. I don’t think she knows that I’ve noticed this … actually I don’t even think she’s conscious that she’s even doing it. It’s just like her natural response … and it really has me thinking that in the heat of the moment she’s craving more. Wanting to be fucked harder. Faster. Longer.

I just had an embarrassing but kinda incredible realization: the first ca. 25 times I had sex … my orgasm lasted longer than the actual sex itself.

;(

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To catch up new followers (thanks ALL of you!) here’s the nuts and bolts of my personal story as it relates to this blog. Enjoy! …

the first times i had sex, things … um … didn’t go so well. specifically: i came fast. really fast. when i lost my virginity, i remember being so nervous and excited and then the MOMENT i started to slip in i lost control. i wasn’t even all the way in yet and it was over. i remember realizing what had happened and trying to cover it up by just thrusting away, but i was soft in about 10 seconds and it was pretty clear what had happened. it was terrible … but something about the embarrassment of it was exciting, and it sort of became a self-perpetuating routine. every time i was about to have sex, i already KNEW how it was going to end and as we were about to start, something about knowing that in 10 or 20 or 30 (or 5!) seconds I’d hear a gasp and a giggle and another “oh my god, you didn’t just come did you?” turned me on even more and it would be over even faster.

there’s something really youthful and out of control and embarrassing that’s somehow exciting. the moment before plunging in of both dread and anticipation of what’s going to happen. then either the immediate rush of pleasure OR the motionless pause trying to regain my composure followed by a few trembling, tentative thrusts, and then a humiliating shudder. and finally waiting for the reaction of surprise, shock, and/or suppressed laughter … it’s kinda fun.

stamina wise, i’m much better now (though i’ll probably never be a crazy STUD … and I’m always ridiculously quick during masturbation even though i try oh-so-hard to last), but every once and a while if i get too much in my head, or am being teased … or if it’s simply been a while, try as i might, i just lose control. and of course, when i AM quick, i always make sure to take care of my partner other ways. a great side-effect of my early “short cummings” was that i got GREAT at oral.

A few days ago she put the breaks on my morning friskiness.

Me (whispering between kisses and touches): I want to fuck you.

Her: Maybe tonight. I want it for real. I don’t want you just to be super quick and then have to leave.

Anonymous asked: You say your over the premature during sex, but don't see how you did it. Can I ask how you did it?

a bunch of things. plain old experience. getting her off first orally or with my hand (which took a lot of pressure off me to ‘perform’). relaxing and having fun, trying not to worry so much. finding positions that provided no stimulation for me but lots for her, for example: sliding in and lining my pubic bone up with her clit. then i’d just sort of pulse or rock against her instead of going in and out. so she gets clitoral stimulation and the sense of being filled up by my dick … but there’s almost no friction for me.

i’m still very quick when i masturbate and sometimes still fast during sex (just had my first sub-30 seconds performance in a long time with my lady a few days ago), but normally I’m great. Will never be a crazy “stud” … but for the most part those “slide-in-and-cum” days are over!

I miss ejaculating prematurely. I mean … I still cum WAY quick when I masturbate but during sex, I’m great. I’ve been thinking back to the years where it was just impossible for me to last. When I couldn’t comprehend being able to thrust more than three or four times without losing control. Of course it was awful. And embarrassing. But for some reason, that little humiliation kink buried deep down inside me (ok … maybe not SO deep) misses that struggle … gasping and blushing and trying oh-so-hard to last …

Dirty email exchange from when I had a gf who loved to tease me about my … “issues”.

Me: i’ll jerk off right now so i’ll be able to bone you til dawn tomorrow!

Her: don’t get ahead of yourself, baby. you know what happens to you under pressure. do as you will tonight but lets not make promises you can’t keep.

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My first two partners (so I’d say, like, the first 50 times I had sex … one time with the first girl, more with the second), “fucking” = sliding in, 1, 2 or 3 slow thrusts, an embarrassing stomach dropping pause as I clenched my jaw and thought “no no no!”, pulling out, and then …

… There was nothing to say. The evidence of my quickness was all over her belly.

Her: sigh.

holding her tight. so she doesn’t move. so i don’t cum.