[sebbie]

Part 7

So, I went to bed last might, my mind still fresh with the scenes of the Japanese Speedo guy straining and nearly convulsing to control his urge to ejaculate, even under immense psychological and physical pressures. For me, it was a quiet night. I dug out a pair of bigger (34 inch waist( solid black Speedos with only the little white logo on them, and pulled over my fuzzy plaid sleep pants, adjusted my penis to a comfortable position (even though the suit is pretty big, least as as my suits go, it had been worn only a few times and the fabric fit snuggly all around. I quickly fell asleep.
I did not awaken again till my alarm clock said 3:30 am, and the first thing I did was check to see if I was still positioned the way I had fallen asleep. Indeed, I was still horizontal, pointing right, just like the guy in the video. Not only that, I had a really nice semi going on.

I really like a nice semi. A nice semi is so pleasant to the touch. A couple of ideas I quickly noted. First, although some of you may think Speedo has been eclipsed by some skimpier and sexier designs, they still have something really really good going on with the fabric they use. In my condition, just slight taps with the very tips of my first two fingers is extraordinarily pleasant. It's almost like getting on a lane of something of a sexual pathway superhighway for a wildly pleasant ride. I touch various parts of my shaft with the tips of my fingers, savoring each new moment.

The Speedo fabric acts almost like a gel lubricant, allowing me to move around and enjoy each moment.

I think about everything I have been writing here and in my new books. In particular how the brain and sexual organs are linked almost as if they were a single entity. I tap my penis through the Speedo, then kinda hold it, even caress it. Each new move brings on a new, even-more-pleasant sensation. The images of the Japanese Speedo guy writhing under the stress of containing himself keep running through my mind, over and over.
Interestingly, I discover that other places on my body are sexually-sensitive too. I note particularly the contrast between the coarse-but soft texture of the fuzzy sleep pants, and the super slippery feel of the Speedo. Oddly, its fun to cup my But on either side with the palm of my hand and feel it under the slick fabric of the Speedo. And my balls just feel wonderful under the slick favric.

I fall back into a light sleep while caressing myself.

It's now 5:30 am, and time to get up and do a little writing. I never went into a full-blown ejaculation, but my night was immense fun anyhow. I think about how fortunate I am to be 65 years old and still have a body that can sustain such pleasant sensations. I could have pushed myself over the edge any time I wanted, easily. But I so much enjoy the extended pleasures that accompany maintaining an erection that does not go over the edge. That is an art that a lot of guys seem unwilling to learn or begin to master. You just simply can't be so fixated on ejaculating that you miss out on all the extended fun getting there.

I would have the same advice for couples—same-sex or different-sex. Don't be so fixated on getting off that the sex act that it's all over in a bout a minute-and-a-half. Slow sexual play is good, but languidly- slow sexual play is even better. This is the lesson for guys without a sexual partner as well. There are still plenty of things you can do to make yourself happy, sexually. I have a whole data base of these ideas.

So I get up and pull off my black Speedo. No ejaculate, but I have a stain bigger than a silver doillar from pre-cum. Last night must have been fun. Really, really fun. I need to do that again. And soon. Goodness, the story I could tell to help guys who live alone to enjoy themselves.

I'm thinking about all of this in the context of the video, but also in the context of the guys who claim they would never wear a Speedo, even to bed. For goodness sakes what gives with that? I keep wondering if these guys are scared of their on bodies and what their own bodies are easily capable of doing. Or are they scared because this is not sex involving a partner in a conventional way. Too much of a sexual Speedo fetish perhaps? I keep wondering about his. What drives some guys' fears and apprehension? That self-pleasure using a suit is still somehow wrong or even a little bit abnormal? These are all real sensations. Stay tuned. Your mind and body can go to all sorts of immensely pleasant places....to be continued.