Masturbatory edging as meditation or the denial of orgasmic release in search of one's self?
I was experiencing great pleasure this morning while studiously reading an essay. While naked in bed and having my morning coffee, I began massaging my glans penis.
I'm still playing with my knob as I type these words. For over two hours of constant stimulation, I have refrained from achieving a firm erection. While embracing my enjoyment, I began to wonder whether my cock's plump condition could relate to my exhibitionistic desires, and my voyeuristic pleasure of observing other cocks.
Could I be theoretically searching for justification of desiring to enlarge my cock's appearance? Are my illusions of large cocks just a search for self awareness? Do we need to share our masturbatory enlightenment with each other in order to become healthier?
Self reflection will be my goal as I continue to edge towards orgasmic release today. I don't plan on ejaculating until I fall asleep tonight, so I cannot imagine the potential distractions to my continual stimulation may occur.
Disciplining myself to enjoy the tease could be challenging.
I was experiencing great pleasure this morning while studiously reading an essay. While naked in bed and having my morning coffee, I began massaging my glans penis.
Could I be theoretically searching for justification of desiring to enlarge my cock's appearance? Are my illusions of large cocks just a search for self awareness? Do we need to share our masturbatory enlightenment with each other in order to become healthier?
Self reflection will be my goal as I continue to edge towards orgasmic release today. I don't plan on ejaculating until I fall asleep tonight, so I cannot imagine the potential distractions to my continual stimulation may occur.
Disciplining myself to enjoy the tease could be challenging.