The first girl I had sex with, when we were 18, gave me an incredibly slow hand job. Her pace excruciating. It was like stroke. Wait one to two seconds. Stroke. I was over her, one knee on either side of her hips, while she was laying on her back.

Maybe she had gotten advice that young guys cum fast, I don't know. But this was agonizing. The entire thing took around 80 minutes. It was kind of like edging, but there wasn't the up and down and back up again. This was like the most gradual incline ever.

When I finally, finally had an orgasm, it was a truly amazing feeling. Like those shampoo commercials where the woman immerges from a waterfall and tosses her hair. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, as it was so overwhelming.

Only there was no cum. I was no stranger to jerking off, and I knew what an orgasm felt like. But this was perplexing. It seemed like there should have been a lot what with all the build up, but nope! So I kind of snapped out of it, and then leaned down to kiss this wonderful girl who made me feel so amazing.

And then I saw it.

I bent down and as my lips were nearing hers, I saw her hair and the headboard of the bed. Oh fuck. I managed to shoot multiple ropes 3 feet. Great fucking work.