<< It's like asking have you ever had an enharmonic orgasm?
I think I have…with spirit molecule (dmt, a fast, deep acting entheogen)…made from weeds by a lover who had recently gone (to be with another man) to Hawaii and left as a gift…in the form of chongo…that is, on weed…I had enough for three fairly deep dives. knowing she was with he providing a tense backdrop of delight...
and here in this moment I have something I want and need to do, connect my deep thirst for my semen with orgasm with drinking myself…aligned in magnificent self fulfillment. my ritual space as a beautiful angling mirror coated thickly with dried out prior ejaculations.
so…I went for it the first time…the essential element is my self thirst, my self thirst provides my need for fulfillment and makes me feel submissive enough to love myself (the ’no choice I must love myself’ feeling is delish).
And from there raising myself to a peri orgasmic space of mind and taking a long drag and fly into-body as my climax and pulsing took hold. I spill on the mirror though my peak desire has passed by the time I press my mouth into my seed. I leave some…most…behind and it begins to melt the crust.
I pause for a few minutes and explore my feelings and start to work myself up again. Thirst fuses with my need to ejaculate in the beauty of my moans…I thirst knowingly…I raise my desire and and take a drag and sail into a kind of nebulous diffuse climax with a deep rich ejaculation…I don’t know how I’m producing so much but I feel endless inside. I lick and smell and I don’t really connect.
I pause for about 15 minutes…loving seeing studying the my mess on my mirror, still soaring inwardly, entranced by the sheer honesty of my fresh ejaculate swimming in melting candy cum…my thirst rises up to a pitch and I deny myself the delight of a deep taste, only taking a sniff and a tiny dip….which sweet blissy saline starts to send me. I dip my finger and message the head of my penis with fresh seed…a most astonishing slide into delight…and I’m ready.
I squat over the mirror having learned the right place and I’m looking down at this total delightful mess I’ve made…seeing my face reflected. Ok. I’m feeling wild and urgent into a depth of thirst enhanced by self honesty about what I know I need and will give. I take a long drag…and I am living orgasm. I masturbate and look in the mirror and say ‘I thirst for you eric my self thirst is my self love’
I so so so so delight in the honestly of this. I squat over myself and masturbate freely in my quest. soaring inward on my thirst for me...I’m ready to nourish me. Massaging my penis head, I grant myself physical climax and as I start to empty and feel my fullness as I empty...and I’m sooo full...tumbling in…helplessly…
releasing in new long throbs as my parched thirst peaks in self love and delight…I bow down to the glass as eyes meet eyes and into that thirst suck lick a delightful gob of my new hot semen and mud deep in the moment of my so beautiful need,,,and lick up the fresh and muddy mess in total submission to myself which means love
recognized as initiatory self contact and a point of no return in self acceptance…enharmonic simpatico self…yeesss…
into the perfect vortex of mirror celibate self semen drinker I AM
thank you for knowing this…