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Eating My Own Cum

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by Gojak The first time I ate my own cum was right after I got married. I was feeling a bit guilty for continuing to jack off after marriage but I found I didn't want to stop. To make myself pay a price for each jack off session, I decided I would continue to jerk off but only when I was willing to eat my own cum. I had thought about eating it before, but never had the nerve. I expected it would taste bad. I held off masturbating for a few weeks, satisfying myself only through sex with my wife. Now, sex with my wife has always been fine, but I can do myself and get a different kind of rush from the orgasm. Like I said, I held off from yanking my own stick for a few weeks. It might even have been a full month, but gradually I came to crave that good old feeling of holding my warm, hard dick in my hand and stroking it lovingly until it gushes warm cum all over me. I don't have to tell you fellow jack off guys about it, you know what I'm talking about. Nobody can do me as good as me. One day I couldn't resist it anymore. I resolved to jerk off and pay the price of eating my own jism. I went into my basement workshop where I keep some copies of hardcore mags. Before I even started to undo my pants I had a raging boner that I let get pulled down with my underwear as I slipped them off until it slapped back up against my belly when it came free. I just love that. I was way ready for a good jacking because I had barely started a left- handed stroking of my rock-hard Senator Packwood when I spewed a hot load and carefully caught every drop in my right hand. I raised the pearly white puddle of warm cum to my mouth, braced myself, and gobbled it up. I quickly swallowed. It was warm, salty, musky. Most of all it had a neat quality of sort of coating my mouth and throat and not going away. It was kind of like it had an oily texture without any oily taste. I was pleasantly surprised and wished I had taken my time before swallowing. A couple of weeks passed and I didn't jerk off again in accordance with my pact with myself to focus more attention on my wife. But both of us were working full time and we were tired and often she just wasn't interested. My urges didn't go away and I finally went back down to my basement "workshop" where I keep all my pornography. I picked a good mag which I still clearly remember because it was one of my favorites with a great pictorial of a young twenty-something guy doing a sixty-something gal. He had a huge cock. I dropped my trousers and watched my boner throb with my pulse. The Senator had arrived and was definitely packing wood! I worked my stiff stick with my left hand and got into looking at the pictorial. This gorgeous young guy was working over every hole the old lady owned. His huge cock was in her hands, in her mouth, in her well-worn asshole, between her huge tits, and in her wrinkly cunt. The best pics were near the end where he was kneeling over her jacking his big meat. His cock was swollen to it's max. You could just tell he was ready to cum. As I turned to the page where he spews his jizz all over the old gal's huge saggy tits, I focused my eyes on his big, beautiful cockhead spewing cum and stroked my own swollen bone for all it was worth. I remembered my decision to eat my load and imagined the big dick in the mag to be spewing on my face. I tensed and shot spurt after spurt of warm, white cum. It was a real nice two-week load and I caught it all in my right hand. I was out of breath. It was an unusually satisfying session. I looked at my handful of cream and slowly, deliberately raised it to my puckered lips and sucked the puddle of splooge into my mouth. It was wonderful. I rolled it around in my mouth and savored the musky, salty taste. I let a little dribble out onto my chin so I could push it back up onto my tongue. I hurried into the bathroom and watched myself in the mirror as I let some more roll down my chin. My limp dick began its Jekyl and Hyde transformation back into a raging Senator Packwood and I returned to the workshop for a follow-up session. The last of the cum in my mouth had been swallowed as I furiously beat my meat again. This time, I needed no pictures and only imagined the thought of my cum shooting out of my dick all the way up to my face. I stroked the hell out of my hungry boner until I spewed a wad of cum into my right hand again. It was much less of a load this time but I didn't care and I went into the bathroom and watched in the mirror as my cum dripped from my hand into my open mouth. I savored it. Exhausted, I sat down on the toilet and slowly swallowed it down bit by bit. I was hooked on eating cum. My plan to use swallowing cum as a price to pay to keep me from masturbating had backfired. For weeks afterward it was all I could think about. I wanted to eat my cum at every opportunity and the good Senator in my pants was only too happy to oblige. That first time was about five years ago and I still love to eat my cum. I just wish my face could reach my dick so I could come directly into my own mouth. I keep a shot glass and a bottle of tequila in the workshop. I like to jerk into the shot glass, fill the rest of it with tequila, and drink a cum-tequila shot. Much of the cum stays stuck to the glass which is fine with me. I like to stick my tongue in and lick it clean. Anyone else out there have a favorite cum shooter to share with us jizz eaters?