An Extra day in the year. A day to redeem myself.
On Leap Day, Chevy ran a one-day campaign, called "Day It Forward". An extra day of kindness. An extra to do something good. And asked everyone to spread the love.
I did good alright, and spread the love - straight to my penis.
This month has been a crazy one of trying to rejigger my imagination muscle so I could get off without porn, and there were many ups and downs. Remember:
- the toys
- the pillows
- the nipple
- the prostate
- the successes
- the realizations
- the disappointment
- the fuckbuds
- the failures
- getting off in 10 minutes or less
But there was one thing I said I would do, that I hadn't got to do yet. Remember what that thing was?
Edging.
I always said I'd get to it, but never did. And I already fooled you once yesterday, after inadvertently watching porn when I said I wouldn't, so shame on me. I couldn't fool you twice, shame on you, and betray your trust like that.
I edged after I woke up. I edged as I wrote content for Fleshbot. I edged as I showered. I edged as I got ready for work (brushing your teeth and jacking off simultaneously is harder than it sounds). I edyed for about an hour, and intensely for about 30 minutes.
That's nothing compared to you guys who (say you) edge all week and release on the weekends. It's also nowhere near my record of 5 hours. But it works. Especially for someone used to cumming from porn in a few minutes flat.
What is the longest you've edged?
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