Alright, I need some input here.
I got to enjoy a jack-off session once my roommate left for work. Nothing out of the ordinary; I woke up with a nagging boner, and I figured it had to be dealt with. I did some stop-and-go jerking, and decided that since I'm wasting the afternoon, I really should finish up, shower, and get to something more productive -- like a video game.
As I approached orgasm, I tightened up all over and flailed with abandon. I was talking about the larger meatus and how it gathers a few individual squirts into a larger, although not necessarily distance-covering spray.
Maybe it was eating two barbecued porkchops before bed, but my God! Guys and gals, I shot a bolt of cum -- a
bolt high over my shoulder and it splattered my wall! (The wall's about 18" behind my shoulder.) I... I can't describe... when I looked at my dick before blast-off, it was a massive... cum-train, even! Again, I have a hard time believing with all the cum I shot out in the first blast that it was merely a "squirt" I couldn't begin to estimate the volume. All I know is that what didn't fly over my shoulder, plastered me on the shoulder, near my elbow, my chin and neck, and trailed down my stomach.
I can't explain it though. My diet hasn't changed too much recently. I spend more time eating at the restaurant 'cause it's convenient. And granted, I really got really into the game of volleyball the other day, but I wouldn't figure one day of physical activity would hypercharge my body like that. On the one hand, I'm stunned; on the other hand, well fuck, if I keep having orgasms like this, I have no choice but to revel in them! Woo hooooooooooooooooo!