Discovering Myself

I awaken from my sleep the next day. It was Saturday. The weekend was finally here. Yay! I find myself alone in the bed. My Wife had left me a note on the nightstand saying she had gone to spend the day shopping with her girlfriends. They get together about twice a month. So, when she goes shopping with her girlfriend's I know it means she won't be back until after the malls close at 9:00p.

On a few occasions after an all day shopping spree, she and her girlfriends would go out to eat and for drinks and not get home until midnight or later. Any night she went out, (including with me) she always dressed to the nines in a sexy outfit. Usually in a top and a skirt that was well above her knees. And other times in a one piece sleeveless dress. Almost to the point she was asking to be flirted with.

I know many guys hit on her regardless if she was wearing a ring or not. I used to wonder what she could be doing staying out all that time, but I don't really mind anymore. I would literally have all day and part of the night to myself. Little did she know this was all too well with me. I couldn't help but smile as I read her note.

Don't get me wrong, I like going shopping with her too. I was every bit a normal man with her except for one thing. Perhaps this may come as a surprise, but I wear them too. So, it was fun when she went shopping for new panties. Make that, when (we) went shopping for panties. I didn't mind going with her at all. She would even point out a sexy pair at any given store that she thought would look good on me.

In fact, I have my own special drawer full of panties of my very own.

To date, I must have about 30 pairs. I have a mix of colors and materials. I love the satin or silk ones with lace best. The soft, silky fabric feels so good against my cock. I wear either bikini or hipsters. I never was a fan of the boring men's cotton briefs or boxers. My Wife and I always wash our panties in a separate load so they don't get mixed up.

That's where I stood out from all other men she had dated. When she seen me in panties for the first time when we were dating, she admitted she was surprised. I remember her saying, "Wow, seeing you in those panties bring out a freaky side to your sexuality. I like them on you." So, she had accepted my wearing panties early on much to my delight. And that much, I do love about her no doubt. So, naturally I jump at any chance to go with her when (we) go shopping for new panties.

It was about 10:00 in the morning. I was hungry. I went to the kitchen and made myself something for breakfast. As I'm sitting there, sipping on my coffee I couldn't help but think about my own cock after swallowing my jizz the past few days. I had all day to myself. I wondered if it were possible to suck myself? Surely there had to be other guys who tried to and some who could really do it.

So, I went to the bedroom. I stripped off my clothes. I sat on the edge of the bed and tried leaning down to see how close I could get to my cock. I got close but was still about 4 inches from the head. Our bed had a headboard made with decorative iron rails on it. So, I thought perhaps my chances would be better lying on my back. With the iron rails behind me, I raised my legs over my head and onto the rails.

My cock was now dangling down over me. Pre-cum was starting to drip down. I then grabbed both of my legs pulling them towards me. I grabbed my legs with both arms and pulled even more. I was almost there yet still about 2 inches away. I took a break and relaxed. My neck was aching a bit from being stretched that way. I tried again.

I got a tiny bit closer to the head but was still not there. Argh! So, I devised a plan to lose a few pounds and work some different stretching techniques into my workout routine. I put my clothes back on. I drifted off to sleep. I woke up once again only to see my Wife had got home. She didn't stay out as long as I thought she would.

It was now about 3:00p. I walked into the living room and greeted her. I said, "I thought you said you were going to be gone most of the day?" She said, "I had planned on it but my feet were getting sore from wearing the high heels. I told my girlfriends to drop me off back home as I didn't bring my flats to wear. Besides, there will be plenty of other times my girlfriends and I can go shopping." I replied, "Oh I see."

I never got tired of hearing her say she would go shopping with her girlfriends. She asked, "So, how did you spend your Saturday?" Little did she know I had plans to suck myself off while she was out. I answered back, "I woke up a little late then had breakfast and watched TV a bit. Afterwards, I did some stretching and a light workout here at home. I guess I feel to sleep again."

So for the next several weeks, I cut my intake of calories and watched my fat intake too. Trying to eat better and look better too. I added to my routine, a heavy cardio based workout 4-times a week. This included, stretching my legs even further than I usually do. After about 3 weeks I had lost 15 pounds.

My Wife had noticed a difference in me. Heck, I noticed a difference. My jean size went from a 32 down to a 30 waist. She was doing a load of clothes and seen a new pair of jeans in the hamper size 30 waist. She asked me, "Why are you losing weight?" I gave her a lame excuse with, "Well, you know, I figure the older I get, the harder it will be to maintain my weight so I want to bring it down some." She seemed okay with my answer not knowing the real reason.

She and I do continue to have sex over the next few weeks but the fun has gone away. At least it has for me. So, the next day Sunday, she gets ready to work her usual noon to 9:00p shift at the mall. We said our goodbyes to each other. I added, "I may or may not be up when you get back as I've been pretty tired lately." She says, "No worries. I'll try to finish work on time." I'm thinking to myself, don't hurry on my account.

About an hour goes by after she left and I'm by myself. Although I was hungry, I didn't yet have breakfast as I wanted my stomach to be as empty as it could be. I'm not expecting any visitors. After locking the door behind her I quickly retreat to our bedroom. I make sure the blinds are drawn so no one outside can see in as we live on the ground floor in an apartment complex. I strip naked once more. I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough.

The panties were the last thing to come off and they were already soaked with pre-cum. My cock is already hard just from thinking about it. I clean off what's dripping from the head of my cock and put it on my tongue. Yum.

I always warm up and stretch before working out to help prevent pulled muscles and injuries in general. And this is no exception. I do some serious stretching and then I positioned myself on the bed in the same fashion as before. I'm thinking to myself this is looking familiar as my cock towers over my head. I slowly raise my legs up and over my head and back onto the headboard rail. My cock is in my sight dripping even more pre-cum.

I open my mouth trying to catch some of it. I wrap both my arms only this time locking my hands together on the back of my legs and slowly pull my down. Oh my gosh, my heart is racing as I'm almost there. The head of my cock is even closer now and with not near as much effort or pain as before.

I take a deep breath and let it out and pull on my legs some more. I'm staring at the head as it gets closer and closer. I have my eyes on my cock every bit of the way. The head gets even closer. I stick my tongue out and lick the head. Wow! Thinking, I can do this! I feel the warmth of my cock as the head goes in my mouth. But, I need to take another break. I let go of my legs and relax.

My cock is a bit longer and thicker than most men but I'm not used to stretching my neck like that. At this point, I wished my cock was even longer so I wouldn't have to bend myself to such extremes. The temptation was getting the best of me.

I was dying to get my cock in my mouth if it's the last thing I ever do.

My heart was beating so fast I could feel it throughout my chest. It was now hard as a rock. I wanted it bad. I couldn't help myself; I put my legs up and over again and resume pulling my legs towards me. I pull slowly and down little by little. The head is at my mouth again. I begin to lick my cock. After some serious licking of more pre-cum, I pull on my legs even more and it goes into my mouth again. Yes oh Yes!

I pull down on my legs even more and now have my entire shaft in my mouth and giving myself a blowjob.

My balls are directly in front of my lips as I deep throat my cock. I can't believe what I am doing is real! I take in the entire 7 1/2 inches. I take another needed breath. I suck my rod some more taking it in and out. I begin to tremble with excitement and I'm shaking now. I thought my heart was going to pop out of my chest it was beating so fast.

I knew I was close to orgasm and seconds later I feel long bursts of cum shoot into my mouth. I never came so much in my life! I make sure every drop stays in my mouth. I release my grip on my legs and feel them drop to the bed from exhaustion. I slowly sit up. I swirl my tongue around my mouth as I savor the taste once of my man seed again and then swallow. I did it! All my hard work paid off. Sex with myself is the best I ever had. I'm in heaven!

After a brief moment to collect myself, I went to the bathroom and cleaned up and dressed and ate a much needed breakfast. I achieved my goal of sucking my own cock. Knowing it could be done, I did this again and again and with each time it got easier and easier to get it in my mouth. But, now I wanted something more.

I want to suck another man's cock. I had to make another plan for sure. But I had to be discreet about it. I soon set out to meet a gay man. To be continued.