I only just finished my morning routine so I'm not hard yet. But I can feel it. I didn't get to masturbate yesterday so there's a latent horniness in me right now which I know is just going to explode into overwhelming need once I sit and start stroking. In about 20 minutes, my hand will be on my warm, hardened cock, pumping deliciously with abandon.

For now I feel fine, look fine. I don't even feel all that horny just right now so it's actually a little difficult to describe how I can know so certainly that I need sexual release. Best I can say is that it's like a small warmth in me which is familiar enough to recognize as the onset of horniness. My body KNOWS it needs to be masturbated even if I don't act on it. And for me, that horniness is a consuming need, having required 4 hours of my day to relieve just a couple of days ago.

I'll need to prepare. Before going upstairs to my home office, I grab an empty mug from the kitchen - I'll be the one to fill it, with warm cum. It'll just be at my desk and be used to collect however many loads I have to ejaculate during today's masturbation. Many days it's 4 loads, some days less depending on how busy work gets. In any case, the mug is always at my desk, holding as much cum as my body has needed to release so far that day. It's empty for now, but there'll be plenty before long.

I open my laptop to begin. Delicious naked bodies desiring of sexual pleasure, like me. My cock is exposed, finally, as it's been needing. It's time to stroke. Stroke this penis. It hits quickly. How did I make it this long without stroking? What could I have been doing yesterday that I didn't get to stroke my cock like this? I'm overdue, SO overdue. Fuck. Fucking fuck, look at it. My dick needed to be stroked, should have been stroked already, hours ago.

It's ok. All that matters is that I masturbate now, finally. Once my cock is out and being stroked - happily, needfully, just like this - I'll refuse to do anything but pleasure myself. I don't want any interruptions and none will be entertained because nothing quite matters as much as my big dick right now. If you have something you need of me, go ahead but I won't be stopping. This is my current state as you speak to me. Right now, I'm stroking as you read these words, my penis receiving the stimulation necessary to remain hopelessly erect and dripping, as well as keeping my whole body and mind locked in horniness. This is what I need, deep inside. I need to be in this state, unable to do anything but stroke. This is what fulfills the warmth from earlier.

Soon my cock will be be reaching the verge of a massive sperming release. But at that peak, we pause, slowing down. Years of masturbation have taught me that the only way to orgasm satisfactorily, is to reach that utmost state of orgasmic connection. Not just horniness or arousal, but orgasmic buildup. This is impossible to explain right now in my current state of cock-pumping, other than to say it's a sensation of my whole body being connected at the specific moment of orgasm, such that the release engages every extremity, every muscle. Jolting, jerking, humping, and expelling cum at high pressure. The only way to achieve this is to work my way there, stuffing my body with need and pleasure over the course of a long session. All that sexual goodness entering through my thick, pulsing, dripping penis. All of it necessary to my day, forcing my response until I'm sensitive all over, all of me engaged and ready for that that moment of explosive release that will demand my entire body's exertion. I'm obsessed with such an orgasm taking my body (and any female whom I have the joy to watch). That's how I HAVE to cum, every day, force that uncontrolled sperming expulsion.

And then all of it into my cum mug. Every drop. I watch with open mouth as the head enlarges, the whole length throbbing as I jolt moments before the spray. Thick semen, ropes of sperm formed in my body for the sole purpose of this moment of violent ejaculation. This is why my body makes cum - to ejaculate forcefully, audibly spraying to the back of my mug as I start filling it up with my cream. Watch and listen, if you like - it's easy to follow along since my entire body is jerking with every spurt. The fresh product of my body, first load of the day, warm and abundant, made overnight and now forced out amidst continuing stroking and the repeated contractions of my thick, horny dick. That moment of grunting, humping, unrestrained ejaculation that I'm needing right now, living for right now. Now now now fuck right now my big big cock

[I only ever write while in the midst of masturbating. More stories in my profile.]