DLS #3 : Swim club pt2

As promised in DLS2, (What do you mean? You haven’t read it?) I went for an early morning swim again today, and as promised, again I opted for some post plunge penis pounding.

I’ll spare you the boring details – let’s be honest, you’re not here to read that the pool was more crowded and the average lane speed was greater, nor do you care about the arrogant twat in hi-tec knee length Speedos who kept getting in the way or the granny who must have been a medalist in her day. No, you’re here because you want to know if my muscles held out and I successfully attended to my man muscle.

In my solitary cubicle I sat naked, dripping with sweat and chlorinated water (the showers are still out of order), legs spread, feet braced against the opposite wall, one hand a blur in the sodium lights as it flew along my cock, the other tugging on my ball sack. I was thinking of you, Dear Reader, hunched over your computer in your PJs, or brazenly reading smutty blogs on the commuter train, moistening pussy, or stiffening cock, eager to read of the beautiful parabolic trajectory of my ejaculate, my swollen helmet glistening as it dripped its final drips, my veiny shaft twitching as it relaxed into sated flaccidity.

I felt stronger today. I’d worked hard in the pool, and my arms were tired, but I felt energised and motivated by the thought of you, my lovely horny readers, fingers slipping into slippery cunts or knuckles whitening around turgid members, following my stokes. Thrust after thrust. I was ready for the lactic acid this time. I was prepared. I knew to anticipate the tightening of triceps and cramping of calves. I squeezed, stroked, tugged, pinched, and tickled in all those ways only I can ever know. I employed every dirty trick in my book of wanking technique. I thought of you (a couple of you in particular) pleasuring yourselves as my fist gripped harder. Oh yes. It was going to work this time. I could feel my orgasm swelling up in my shaft. My balls were tightening. I was focused. I was driven. Your pulsing, wet, swollen flesh in my minds eye. I could smell my own sex. I thought of you licking your juices from your fingers. Oh fuck. Oh Fuck! OH FUCK!!! Where did that cramp in my fore arm come from. It’s ok. A slight adjustment. My fist punishing my tool by griping as tight as my aching fingers could manage. And the glorious … burn in my … groin slowly … ebbed … away. I couldn’t catch it. The moment was gone. My loyal fore arm had failed me. Failed my dick. My rigid, aching, horny, throbbing, disappointed dick. Failed. Fuck.

I need to get fitter.

41 Responses to “DLS #3 : Swim club pt2”

  1. Accidental… I’m sorry you didn’t cum… But that was fucking awesome. I am literally laughing out loud right now, shaking my head at you. I don’t know if I’ve ever read such an intriguing, sexy tale about a man beating off. And the anticipation! I thought for SURE you were going to blow your load. But, alas, muscle fatigue… Here’s hoping for tomorrow… πŸ™‚

  2. I agree with Slam (ha! Sex Love and Marriage!). That was fantastic. I also will admit to crossing my fingers that I was somehow present. Nothing sexier to me than watching a man beat off (if we’re talking the simplest and most sexy).

    I’m rooting for your return to fitness!!

  3. Gillian Colbert Says:

    I agree with LSAM and Hy … It was lovely to “watch” though. Can’t wait for you to finish!

    I personally find a man masturbating to be unbelievably erotic… love it.

  4. Argghhh!! I can’t wait for you to cum.

  5. Hope the next one will top the one you aimed to have this time πŸ™‚
    Good read. Juicing up my boring office job (as long as there is no pictures I dare to read blogs during work).

  6. I’m relieved to hear that you haven’t strained your wanking shoulder…that would be tragic for you and for us, your faithful wet-panty, knatty slipper readers. Don’t keep me hangin’ man! Let it go! Better luck next time!

  7. Noooo. Not fair 😦

  8. Transformingz (sorry if I have that wrong) I too read it in the office…boring day lol

    Hyacinth and Gillian, I’m in your boat. A man getting off is my porn of choice πŸ˜‰

  9. Gillian Colbert Says:

    I read at work too … It’s my reward to myself for reading government solicitations!

  10. TheOthers1 Says:

    Lol. Bummer. Good luck in your . . . Quest?

  11. I hope not! Geez, accidetial! I, for one, would be really pissed! (Didn’t we just a discussion about the manisfation of discomfort from not cumming. You wouldn’t want to put all us girls in pain would you?). πŸ™‚

    • Pain is such an interesting word L-S&M. I’m quite happy for y’all to ache to be stuffed full of throbbing cock, or for your soft, tender pussies to be banged till they are raw and your swollen clits burn. Does that count?

  12. πŸ™‚ I’m willing to “ache” and “burn”… Be “raw”… As long as its not deprivation!

    And I have Monday off work… President’s Day…

    But when I was… um… in bed last night… I was think what a dirty little secret it would be to wear a plug to work… Talk about distraction!

    • That’s absolutely fine. It was only a suggestion, and I think it would be a much much better challenge / DLS to have your anus constantly violated during office hours. But I guess you’ll just have to wait till Tuesday.

  13. Have gone commando at work before thanks to a lost dare. I’m in.

  14. Love it – specially the way you are ‘thinking’ of us readers.
    Sorry you didn’t cum – something to look forward to though!

  15. Hello! New reader here! *waves* Starting your blog from the beginning, so sorry for commenting on an old post, but…

    Pant, pant, shiver….
    You write very well. (I had to go have my own “accident” in the bathroom before I could calm down enough to comment. Thank you!:) )
    Sorry for the ending though. I hate that; when you just… can’t… get there… and then the arm gives out and you’re left all tense and shaky. Ugh.
    But damn, the lead-up was sure hot! πŸ˜‰
    ~bunny

    • Thank you, and welcome to the stickiness.
      (You’ll probably find my blog a little quiet for a couple of weeks, in terms of new posts, but hopefully there will be enough in the archives to inspire a few more accidents.)

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