Close your eyes and imagine this:
Say you’re just sitting somewhere, and something makes you think about sex. It could be a girl walking by. It might be a picture. It might be a thought.
Your cock is just resting there, and unless something touches it, you don’t have a sense it is there, unless you start getting aroused. Then there a kind of frisson, a steely energy that wakens it—sends a little blood it’s way. It starts to perk up a bit, like a flower that has wilted suddenly getting water.
You feel that. Your feel your cock starting to rub against something. If you are clothed, you feel it start to press against your pants. If you are lying down, naked, it moves just a bit, maybe sliding along your leg. Or maybe it’s caught on the inside of your leg, so it can’t straighten and it just gets tighter and tighter, and you hold still, wondering when it will pop free.
At this point, any touch of any kind on any part of your penis is excruciatingly desirable. You want someone to stroke it, to kiss it, to take it in their warm mouth and suckle on it. You want that warmth and moistness and slipperiness.
So you’ve got this tightening feeling going on, and this tickly-tingly thing going on wherever your penis touches something. As you get harder and harder, there’s this sense of liquid weight building up inside, especially just below the head. Your penis swells, and your stomach starts to tighten, and tingling energy expands—to your balls, your hips, your stomach.
It’s really amazing. Your cock swells and wilts, swells and wilts—in time to your heartbeats—always more swelling than wilting. Like a crane slowly coming erect, your cock does too. Now there is this overwhelming tightness, sticking out in front of you. You want to push, to stick it into something tight and slippery. There’s a tightness in your stomach as your muscles get ready to thrust. Your cock feels like it is filled to the bursting.
If you stroke it, lightly or tightly, a little bubble of cum is likely to appear. Guys are different in what they like. Some like rough, fast stroking, and some prefer a more subtle approach. But it’s hard. It’s ready. More than ready. Soft and silky smooth on the outside, filled to the bursting with liquid on the inside, and a pressure behind your balls, which is the cum wanting any excuse it can find to ride up that gantry and blast into space.
Can you feel it?