Day 360

I approach my pending release date with fevered anticipation.  I really can't believe it's been almost a year since my last full and proper orgasm. I'm fairly certain I've forgotten how good it feels!

Over the last weeks I've been teasing myself with porn and edging, keeping the frustration level up and my cock hard.  Apart from giving a guy a hand job in a pub last week, there's been no sexual activity with anyone else.  I have a possible cock to suck this week but he's been a bit slack in responding so I'm not sure that it will happen.  Obviously this is a shame because I love sucking cock but it's more so because he appears to have a very interesting looking cock.

Relations with my neighbour (she who thinks I have a small cock) are great.  I saw her in a white bathrobe the other morning and this made me tingle.  This is very odd because there's no way in the world I'd fancy her normally.

A went away with a mutual friend this weekend for some jolly rampant sex and, I must admit, this has also been on my mind.

All in all, I really want Friday to hurry up and get here but I'm also enjoying the feelings of utter frustration coursing through me at the moment.

Day 275

I was due a ruined orgasm two days ago but decided against it.  It's not that I didn't feel like it but I have (sort of) decided to not have any kind of orgasm for the rest of this period of chastity.  It's only another 90 days.  A piece of cake!

Day 260

I haven't blogged for ages (mainly because nothing has happened) but thought I should check in, as it were.  For a while I was feeling completely non-sexual.  In fact, the last time I milked, I wasn't in the mood and it took a bit of coaxing for anything to happen.  It made me decide in future not to do it if I don't feel like it.

The mojo returned during a brief trip to Paris. 

I have missed this fortnight's milking because of being away yesterday.  This means I will have to wait another two weeks for the next chance.  Hopefully, I'll feel like it!  Mind you, I have managed to go over 100 days without even milking so...

Today on the Tube, I was accidentally groped by a girl who thought she was fiddling with the zip on her backpack.  She was quite short and her hand went straight to my fly.  She groped around a bit, basically feeling me up, then found the zip.  She realised something was wrong and turned to look at me.  She blushed and apologised.  I told her it was fine.

I only have 165 days to go to a full orgasm!

Day 234

Further to my flashing on Monday...

Today I left the house and, as I approached the park at the end of the road, I noticed the neighbour who saw me without my towel, standing talking to a woman I didn't know.  They were both holding their dogs, chatting.  When my neighbour saw me she turned and said something to the woman, who looked at me.  I was too far away to hear anything but I saw them laugh.

When I reached them, I said hello, as usual and started to walk by them.  The neighbour said hello back and then said "Almost didn't recognise you without the towel."  I smiled weakly and once more apologised for what had happened.  She waved it away and said "There wasn't much to see anyway."  Her friend laughed as I walked passed them, feeling totally humiliated.

I should stress that it was all said matter of factly and not nastily however...I'm now wondering what I've started...

Day 233

Saw A tonight and I told her I was considering extending my chastity time to 365 days.  She told me I should do it.  So I am.  This means my next full and proper orgasm will (hopefully) occur on February 8, 2013.  A full year.

In an odd sort of way, I don't really miss it.  While I don't get any satisfaction when I ruin an orgasm, my body seems to be getting used to them.  As I explained to A tonight, when I first started to ruin, it was very difficult to stop.  Now, it just seems perfectly natural and I do it without thinking.

Anyway, I'm sticking to my rules of ruining every two weeks on a Monday.  If I miss one, it'll be another two weeks.  And so on.

Day 231

I don't exactly have a small penis but I love the idea of SPH and have been trying to get my neighbour to see mine flaccid for ages.  It's odd because I don't actually like her and I don't think she likes me that much.  That just adds to the humiliation.

She has seen me in cycle shorts before when I've tucked myself between my legs and I know she sneaked a peek but today I managed to show her the lot.

I'd taken a parcel in for her this morning so I knew either her or one of her kids would come knocking. I know what time she normally gets home so I decided to have a shower just before then. As if on cue, as I stepped from the shower, there was a knock at the door. I grabbed a towel and quickly put it round my waist.

When I answered the door she was all apologetic about getting me out of the shower but I just smiled and brushed it aside. Then she said she'd called for the parcel. I had put it on a table by the door so I reached out and picked it up to hand it to her. Unfortunately (yeah, right) the towel suddenly fell from my waist.

I couldn't drop the parcel so the towel stayed at my feet. I was apologising all over the place. She was laughing and looking at my tiny, flaccid cock, saying it was fine. Eventually she took the parcel and I managed to grab the towel, covering myself up.

She winked at me, thanked me and left, a big grin on her face.

I'm due a ruined orgasm later tonight and I know what I'll be thinking about to get me in the mood.

Day 218

Last night I had my first ruined orgasm for ages.  I sat at my computer and read and watched porn, rubbing myself at the same time.  I made it last quite a while before it started dribbling out of me.  There was a lot!  I didn't feel a whole lot better afterwards, just a bit sticky.  That's it for a fortnight.