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My Cum Eating Experiences - An Introduction
The first time I tasted cum, it was my own.
Growing up, when I started looking at porn, I found myself gravitating toward bukkake and gokkun pictures and clips, fascinated with how unique and strange semen looked. Despite being completely natural, it seemed almost alien: how it was both sticky and slippery at the same time, how it slid and dripped, how it clung to skin and even to itself, stretching into thin but connected strands, and how different each load could be, depending upon the person.
I found the reactions to cum fascinating as well: some people loved being showered in sperm, happily and greedily scooping the sticky white semen into their mouths and swallowing with glee, while others were much less enthusiastic, even disgusted!
I decided that I needed to know why some people loved cum and why others didn’t, or to at least try and learn why. So, I decided I would try cumming on my own face, keeping my mouth open and tongue outstretched, just to see how it felt and tasted. I remember stretching my legs above my head and trying to suck my own cock, hoping that I could finally feel a mouth and tongue upon the tip of my cock for the first time, even if it was my own. Unfortunately, my cock wasn’t large enough, and I wasn’t flexible enough, to reach my outstretched tongue. But I remember the thrill of seeing my own cock pointed at my face and imagining the cum blasting out, covering my face and outstretched tongue.
However, when it finally came time to shoot my load and my balls began to contract, pushing my sperm into my hard cock and out the tip, I remember a feeling of intense shame, to the point that I let my legs down and missed blasting my face, instead cumming all over my chest. I remember feeling ashamed, dirty, and embarrassed, even though no one had seen a thing. And finally, later, I remember feeling disappointed that I didn’t have the courage to follow through and actually cover my face in cum, let alone taste it. It was the disappointment that convinced me that I needed to try again, and I vowed that I would make myself cum on my own face and taste my cum, one way or another.
Shortly after my first failed attempt, I tried again, this time wedging my feet behind a towel rail in my bathroom as I pointed my cock at my face, telling myself over and over, “you’re going to cum on your own face. You must.” I stroked my cock harder and harder, continuing my mantra, “you’re GOING to cum on your face. You must. You must cum on your own face. You must taste your own cum. You must! You MUST!” Finally, when I tipped past the edge and began releasing spurt after spurt of thick, creamy sperm straight from my balls, I froze, cock pointed directly at my face and open mouth. And this time, instead of pulling my legs back down, I forced them to remain in place. I closed my eyes and tensed, and felt the gentle, warm streams of cum splashing across my face. I opened my mouth wider, hoping to catch some cum, though only a few small droplets reached my tongue. As soon as the cum hit my tastebuds, I felt ashamed again. I quickly forced myself to swallow what entered my mouth and let my legs down before getting up and looking in the mirror. My face and hair was covered in my thick cum, and while I was excited that I’d finally cum on my own face, my embarrassment remained, as did the taste of what little cum I did swallow. What a strong taste! It wasn’t “delicious,” but to my surprise, it wasn’t awful or unpleasant, just unique and unlike anything I’d ever tasted. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, though the faint aftertaste of cum remained, along with a tingle on my tongue and the desire to eat more of my sperm.
Since those days, the urge to eat my own cum has only grown, though I’ve never successfully eaten a full, fresh, hot load. Like many other guys who want to eat their own cum, I find that the desire vanishes after ejaculating, so I’ve found that saving my cum until I’m horny again is a good way around this. However, I’m hoping that with more experience, more determination, many more loads of cum, and perhaps some encourgement, I’ll finally eat a fresh hot load, and eventually, maybe I’ll become my very own exclusive cum receptacle. I love the idea!
I’ve only eaten my own full load a total of 5 times, though I hope that number will soon increase exponentially. On 2 occasions, I’ve emptied one of my used condoms into a shot glass and swallowed the cold cum, holding it in my mouth and stroking my cock hard and fast until I feel a fresh load of hot cum ready to spurt. Right before I cum, I swallow the cold load and have an incredibly intense orgasm, which I love until the embarrassment creeps back in. But that goes away soon after, and I’m right back to where I always am: fascinated, even desperate, to eat my own cum.
On the 3 other occasions that I’ve eaten my cum, I’ve frozen it. The first time was just one plain frozen load, which was lovely! On the other two instances, I shot my load on top of ice cream and let it freeze again, coming back an hour later to have a nice yummy cummy snack. The first time I tried this, I was amazed by the way the frozen cum looked, so white and thick contrasting against the chocolate ice cream, and that was encouragement enough to take a nice big bite. The mixture of salty cum and sweet chocolate was the perfect balance: I loved every second, and greedily devoured the rest of my cum before shooting another huge load onto the chocolate ice cream, which I froze and ate again soon after, carefully turning, layering, and mixing the cum into the ice cream so that I could have even bites filled with chocolate and sperm. It was incredible! The flavors complemented each other so well, and with each bite, I grew happier and happier.
Since then, I’ve been thinking deeply and intently about eating more and more of my cum, and with the more recent combination of ice cream and cum, I think I’ve found a way to begin doing so without feeling ashamed or embarrassed. However, I still feel the urge, the need, to eat a fresh hot load of my own sperm, and I think that will remain until I finally get over my nerves and slurp it down. I hope that day comes soon, and then continues until I’m eagerly gobbling down each and every fresh hot load of sperm I make.
If anyone has any ideas or suggestions to help me on my journey, I’d love to hear them! In the meantime, I’ll keep updating this blog with every new load I eat.
The first time I tasted cum, it was my own.
Growing up, when I started looking at porn, I found myself gravitating toward bukkake and gokkun pictures and clips, fascinated with how unique and strange semen looked. Despite being completely natural, it seemed almost alien: how it was both sticky and slippery at the same time, how it slid and dripped, how it clung to skin and even to itself, stretching into thin but connected strands, and how different each load could be, depending upon the person.
I found the reactions to cum fascinating as well: some people loved being showered in sperm, happily and greedily scooping the sticky white semen into their mouths and swallowing with glee, while others were much less enthusiastic, even disgusted!
I decided that I needed to know why some people loved cum and why others didn’t, or to at least try and learn why. So, I decided I would try cumming on my own face, keeping my mouth open and tongue outstretched, just to see how it felt and tasted. I remember stretching my legs above my head and trying to suck my own cock, hoping that I could finally feel a mouth and tongue upon the tip of my cock for the first time, even if it was my own. Unfortunately, my cock wasn’t large enough, and I wasn’t flexible enough, to reach my outstretched tongue. But I remember the thrill of seeing my own cock pointed at my face and imagining the cum blasting out, covering my face and outstretched tongue.
However, when it finally came time to shoot my load and my balls began to contract, pushing my sperm into my hard cock and out the tip, I remember a feeling of intense shame, to the point that I let my legs down and missed blasting my face, instead cumming all over my chest. I remember feeling ashamed, dirty, and embarrassed, even though no one had seen a thing. And finally, later, I remember feeling disappointed that I didn’t have the courage to follow through and actually cover my face in cum, let alone taste it. It was the disappointment that convinced me that I needed to try again, and I vowed that I would make myself cum on my own face and taste my cum, one way or another.
Shortly after my first failed attempt, I tried again, this time wedging my feet behind a towel rail in my bathroom as I pointed my cock at my face, telling myself over and over, “you’re going to cum on your own face. You must.” I stroked my cock harder and harder, continuing my mantra, “you’re GOING to cum on your face. You must. You must cum on your own face. You must taste your own cum. You must! You MUST!” Finally, when I tipped past the edge and began releasing spurt after spurt of thick, creamy sperm straight from my balls, I froze, cock pointed directly at my face and open mouth. And this time, instead of pulling my legs back down, I forced them to remain in place. I closed my eyes and tensed, and felt the gentle, warm streams of cum splashing across my face. I opened my mouth wider, hoping to catch some cum, though only a few small droplets reached my tongue. As soon as the cum hit my tastebuds, I felt ashamed again. I quickly forced myself to swallow what entered my mouth and let my legs down before getting up and looking in the mirror. My face and hair was covered in my thick cum, and while I was excited that I’d finally cum on my own face, my embarrassment remained, as did the taste of what little cum I did swallow. What a strong taste! It wasn’t “delicious,” but to my surprise, it wasn’t awful or unpleasant, just unique and unlike anything I’d ever tasted. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, though the faint aftertaste of cum remained, along with a tingle on my tongue and the desire to eat more of my sperm.
Since those days, the urge to eat my own cum has only grown, though I’ve never successfully eaten a full, fresh, hot load. Like many other guys who want to eat their own cum, I find that the desire vanishes after ejaculating, so I’ve found that saving my cum until I’m horny again is a good way around this. However, I’m hoping that with more experience, more determination, many more loads of cum, and perhaps some encourgement, I’ll finally eat a fresh hot load, and eventually, maybe I’ll become my very own exclusive cum receptacle. I love the idea!
I’ve only eaten my own full load a total of 5 times, though I hope that number will soon increase exponentially. On 2 occasions, I’ve emptied one of my used condoms into a shot glass and swallowed the cold cum, holding it in my mouth and stroking my cock hard and fast until I feel a fresh load of hot cum ready to spurt. Right before I cum, I swallow the cold load and have an incredibly intense orgasm, which I love until the embarrassment creeps back in. But that goes away soon after, and I’m right back to where I always am: fascinated, even desperate, to eat my own cum.
On the 3 other occasions that I’ve eaten my cum, I’ve frozen it. The first time was just one plain frozen load, which was lovely! On the other two instances, I shot my load on top of ice cream and let it freeze again, coming back an hour later to have a nice yummy cummy snack. The first time I tried this, I was amazed by the way the frozen cum looked, so white and thick contrasting against the chocolate ice cream, and that was encouragement enough to take a nice big bite. The mixture of salty cum and sweet chocolate was the perfect balance: I loved every second, and greedily devoured the rest of my cum before shooting another huge load onto the chocolate ice cream, which I froze and ate again soon after, carefully turning, layering, and mixing the cum into the ice cream so that I could have even bites filled with chocolate and sperm. It was incredible! The flavors complemented each other so well, and with each bite, I grew happier and happier.
Since then, I’ve been thinking deeply and intently about eating more and more of my cum, and with the more recent combination of ice cream and cum, I think I’ve found a way to begin doing so without feeling ashamed or embarrassed. However, I still feel the urge, the need, to eat a fresh hot load of my own sperm, and I think that will remain until I finally get over my nerves and slurp it down. I hope that day comes soon, and then continues until I’m eagerly gobbling down each and every fresh hot load of sperm I make.
If anyone has any ideas or suggestions to help me on my journey, I’d love to hear them! In the meantime, I’ll keep updating this blog with every new load I eat.
