I've nearly snapped my spinal column many a time trying to suck my own hassle. Every so often I’ll lay on my bed with my underbelters around my ankles and then do a sudden backwards roll as a way of gaining momentum. My knees are beside my head and my cock hangs agonisingly closely to my mouth. I can feel the warmth of him radiating onto my face, and the smell of heated flesh fills my nostrils as I’m craning my neck forward and flicking out my tongue, desperately trying to get a lick of my trouble. I've once managed to sneak a quick lick of my bull-tip, but sadly, I couldn’t get a decent amount of contact, because it stops you breathing, and you have to relent for a while in order to rest. I’m telling you, I’ve tried so hard to fold myself in half that I’ve looked like a human stapler, and I’ve almost collapsed my own lungs as a result of the tremendous pressure I’ve placed upon my chest cavity. It's all about flexibility, though. Never ever give up after the first try, because initially you're all stiff and un-stretched, which makes it very difficult to get your grill anywhere near your cock. Do some star jumps and a few stretches if need be in order to loosen your vertebrae and make them much more flexible. There’s been times when I’ve almost been in tears as a result of frustration and temper because I’ve gotten so close to necking my own panic, only to fail at the very last second. My throbbing cock has been literally millimeters away from my pursed lips, and I’ve even grabbed hold of the base and tried to stretch it towards my mouth, but I get a sharp pain near my pubic bone so I have to stop.
After failing in my attempts to orally pleasure myself I've seriously considered sponking in my own face just to see what it feels like. I’ve lay there with my pulsating penis just centimeters from my nose and actually thought closely about webbing my own cock drink all over my own timepiece. The only thing that has prevented me from doing it so far is the terrible feelings I'd undoubtedly experience as soon as I'd done it. I'd be absolutely disgusted with myself, lying there naked with my stone cold rubbish blown all over my muzzy and eyebrows. Actually, I’d also be extremely scared of being caught in the act by somebody. Knowing me, I’d empty the contents of my scrogg all over my face and then my back would go into spasm and completely seize up. Can you imagine trying to explain your way out of it? There is absolutely nothing you could possibly say to explain yourself. I’d have to shout my mum to help me and then just tell her the truth and hope for the best. “Listen mum, I’m so sorry. Stop panicking, I’m alright. I stupidly tried to suck my own terror but failed miserably, so I thought I’d trolley my own bollock grease all over my crankshaft, and then my fúcking back packed in. Do me a favour, run downstairs and get the deep heat from the cupboard and give my spine a quick spray. Oh, and while you’re there, could you get me the flannel to wipe this freezing cold cock junk off my kite? Thanks mum, you’re a fúcking star”. I’d have to pack my bags and leave home forever. I’d never be able to look ay of my family members in the eye again.
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