Alright, just completed the challenge! Now for the details:
Part One:
I live in the same house as my parents and sister. Getting naked I can do, getting naked without having to worry about people walking in not so much. So I did it with my shorts and underwear off, but in reach. I figure I'd have enough time to toss them back on while they open the door to the basement.
And then I waited. I rolled back and forth on my knees. I rolled forward and back, side to side. I thought about what thoughts I'd be writing about, thusly pre-writing thoughts. I tried to think of what the challenge would be and the most I could come up with was, "Shell, you cold bitch." Right now I've got Vanilla Ice playing through my head, so I still haven't improvement upon it. Onto part two!
Part Two:
For this one, lacking room to crawl around, I crawled in place. It felt awkward and silly, but I just told myself that it was for Shell and it was alright.
Part Three:
Lacking the sizable contraption shown in the picture, I called my desk chair the next closest thing. I tossed a towel on it so my bare ass wouldn't have to meld with the leather. I stroked and got very, very hard for Shell.
Part Four:
It was cold, but it wasn't that bad. It was manageable. I wondered how many minutes I was in ice during the tease, and whether I should try to beat that number. It was then that I realized that the ice section of the tease was divided amongst stroking sections, so I settled on five minutes. I figured I could manage five minutes. And I did. I removed the ice, stopped the countdown and relaxed.
Part Five:
My balls were cold, my penis limp. Much like the ice to the dinosaurs, it had put down the beast.
Kidding aside, at the moment I felt my balls had tightened up. They were not low and lazy anymore. They were also cold. But otherwise nothing else in particular.
Part Six:
What I didn't expect was any sort of special reaction when I returned my balls to the ice. I did not expect to feel the cold run through, to suddenly tense up and quiver and squirm in my chair. I did not expect the cold to register to my senses greater than it had the first time, rather I expected a diminished return, thinking that my earlier numbness would decreased the further experiences.
I was wrong. Making it to six minutes (I had to beat out my first time! For Shell!) was tough!
Part Seven and onward:
Now that I've completed the challenge every so often I quiver in my seat, my cock and balls demanding attention and release. Now they are not only cold but aching!
*breathes in deeply, exhales deeply*
That's okay, I can do this! I think. I just can't orgasm. Or stroke. Or touch. *tries to find excuses to readjust the crotch of his shorts*
