My Shirt
Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 1:20 am
For several years now I have been masturbating at least twice a day. I discovered Milovana by accident and found the teases to be very interesting. Recently I have met a woman here who has shown me the different joys that can be realized when a man subordinates his more base physical desires and instead earns the right to pleasure.
Nika suggested that I would enjoy and appreciate my orgasms more if they were more directed and earned.
Recently she suggested that I should delay any orgasms until I had purchased a tee shirt with the letters HM on the front. I agreed to take the challenge. Not wanting to wait for an ordered tee online I found a small custom tee shirt shop and went to order the item. Getting to the shop I realized that it would have to be special ordered first I had to pick a shirt. Nika had suggested she thought a pink would be fun so I looked around and chose a soft pink and asked if they would apply the letters. I picked large white letters about the size of numbers on a football jersey. Then the clerk asked what they stood for. Since they symbolize Habitual Masturbator I was more than a little taken back but spit out Happy Man I thought rather quickly. I was assured that the shirt would be done at five the next day. Rather pleased that I would not have to wait to long I paid and left. The next day when I returned I was told sorry but they didn’t have it ready. Since they were not open on Sunday I could pick up the garment then. I gathered my self up and determined I was going to fulfill my commitment I went home and denied myself for the extra two days. Monday after work I hurried to the shop picked up my shirt and quickly was home naked except for the shirt happily masturbated and discovered that Nika was right my orgasm was one of the most memorable in ages.
That night it was suggested that the next time I should allow myself a sexual release would be a little different. There is an adult novelty store not far from my home that I had mentioned and young “goth” clerk that I had admitted for some reason I found appealing. Way way to young for someone my age to even consider outside of a fantasy. Nika suggested that I wear my shirt to the store so she could see it before my next session. The big stipulation was that if she should ask I had to tell her what the letters stood for truthfully. Next night after work wearing my shirt I go to the store and she is not there. A little no greatly disappointed I decided that I should just pick up a movie and at least I would have a reason to return the next day. That night was more than a little torturous not able to play obviously not daring to watch the video the night seemed to drag forever. The next day again in my shirt I returned and was thrilled to see her behind the counter. I went set the video on the counter and told her I just wanted to return it. Fingers crossed and a stirring in my pants as she checked it in. Thinking I was home free when suddenly she said nice shirt what does the HM mean. For a second or to I just stood there and then I mumbled Hab….Mast….. She looked at me and said what? This time I shot a quick look through the store seeing no one and turning shades of red I told her Habitual Masturbator. She looked at me and in a totally cutting and sarcastic voice said “now there’s something to be proud of I could feel my self getting an erection I left and speed home and this time the orgasm was even better than I could have ever imagined.
This confession is my way of thanking Nika for showing me the joys forgoing quick fleeting pleasures and instead dedicating them to a caring woman.
Nika suggested that I would enjoy and appreciate my orgasms more if they were more directed and earned.
Recently she suggested that I should delay any orgasms until I had purchased a tee shirt with the letters HM on the front. I agreed to take the challenge. Not wanting to wait for an ordered tee online I found a small custom tee shirt shop and went to order the item. Getting to the shop I realized that it would have to be special ordered first I had to pick a shirt. Nika had suggested she thought a pink would be fun so I looked around and chose a soft pink and asked if they would apply the letters. I picked large white letters about the size of numbers on a football jersey. Then the clerk asked what they stood for. Since they symbolize Habitual Masturbator I was more than a little taken back but spit out Happy Man I thought rather quickly. I was assured that the shirt would be done at five the next day. Rather pleased that I would not have to wait to long I paid and left. The next day when I returned I was told sorry but they didn’t have it ready. Since they were not open on Sunday I could pick up the garment then. I gathered my self up and determined I was going to fulfill my commitment I went home and denied myself for the extra two days. Monday after work I hurried to the shop picked up my shirt and quickly was home naked except for the shirt happily masturbated and discovered that Nika was right my orgasm was one of the most memorable in ages.
That night it was suggested that the next time I should allow myself a sexual release would be a little different. There is an adult novelty store not far from my home that I had mentioned and young “goth” clerk that I had admitted for some reason I found appealing. Way way to young for someone my age to even consider outside of a fantasy. Nika suggested that I wear my shirt to the store so she could see it before my next session. The big stipulation was that if she should ask I had to tell her what the letters stood for truthfully. Next night after work wearing my shirt I go to the store and she is not there. A little no greatly disappointed I decided that I should just pick up a movie and at least I would have a reason to return the next day. That night was more than a little torturous not able to play obviously not daring to watch the video the night seemed to drag forever. The next day again in my shirt I returned and was thrilled to see her behind the counter. I went set the video on the counter and told her I just wanted to return it. Fingers crossed and a stirring in my pants as she checked it in. Thinking I was home free when suddenly she said nice shirt what does the HM mean. For a second or to I just stood there and then I mumbled Hab….Mast….. She looked at me and said what? This time I shot a quick look through the store seeing no one and turning shades of red I told her Habitual Masturbator. She looked at me and in a totally cutting and sarcastic voice said “now there’s something to be proud of I could feel my self getting an erection I left and speed home and this time the orgasm was even better than I could have ever imagined.
This confession is my way of thanking Nika for showing me the joys forgoing quick fleeting pleasures and instead dedicating them to a caring woman.