within seconds my penis surged into full-blown erection. The room grew silent
It is the dry orgasm that is most intense . Discovering that climbing a pole slowly yet vigorously with persistance to the point of exhaustion can have a very happy ending. While running an obstacle course two opportunities to orgasm in pubic. That is climbing the fireman pole or the agonizing peg board climb. When climbing to the top of a pole only near the top it happened. Overcome by the most pleasurable sensation frozen in place clinging to the pole in a trance-like state with my eyes closed. As long as I held on to the pole the sensation continued. It must have been a couple of minutes because the shouts from below were getting louder . The same thing happened at the peg board climb. Starting out moving the pegs up to the next hole were not so hard but near the top the straining begins. When someone is fortunate enough to have this happen will understand this. The tickle begins slowly and concentration on this feeling is important. So, this scenario surrounded by people watching and cheering you on when the tickle begins it will appear like you can not go on one second longer. In the case of the peg board climb it will appear that you are determined to move the peg up in a heroic manner but continue to push on. In reality moving the peg up is no longer the goal. Reaching orgasm is the goal, so , there will be some confusion among anyone watching you. obvious to everyone it was time to jump down. One or two minutes struggling to move the peg seems foolish from the standpoint of the audience. The when orgasm is reached another minute hanging there in a pleasure trance. Creates quite a scene and questions when jumping down. After that day I was determined to make it happen again. Experimenting afternoons, after hours and during summer break or weekends. I thought I had a special gift. Having no idea what this was, one thing I did know it felt so damn good. After a while I tried it completely naked. What a rush it was to undress totally naked outdoors. Stashing my clothes , sneaking to the poles, usually in the middle of the black top or quad area. On warm summer days spending whole afternoons repeating it many times. Leaving after dinner, the sole purpose was to find a pole and cling to it naked. Arousal began well before arriving at the pole having an erection when choosing which pole to climb. After scanning my surrounds and shedding my clothes, heart racing and penis rigid and throbbing visibly, step out into the open and make my way out to where the selected pole was. Grasping the pole and synching my thighs together squeezing my erection upwards to the right of the pole. After considerable effort the sensations start faintly. I have to concentrate and synchronize my thigh squeezing motion and pulling up motion. When I get close to the feeling, I close my eyes and sink into my own world of pleasure that lasts for several minutes. I am vulnerable at this point to being seen. Being discovered by anyone walking by was possible. This concern was not the top priority.
I am only recently able to reveal my secret sex addiction. It is bizarre and unusual to say the least, but real. When I was young. I started this. I discovered by accident that I would get a pleasurable feeling inside my lower abdomen when I would climb poles and trees, or just do pull ups during physical ed. class. Eventually I would climb almost anything to achieve the sensation. After many months, my secret enjoyment continued. During the summer I would walk to the local school yard and go to recess yards where the poles were. Tether ball poles, volleyball poles, even handrails. Gate poles and sign post were excellent to. As long as I could grasp on them and climb them. Generally, I find a pole .. like a tether ball pole for example, then undress totally naked, making it many times more gratifying. Anyway, now fully naked and aroused, penis throbbing visibly. I would venture out into the wide openness, grasp the pole and start climbing very slowly while clamping my thighs together squeezing my erection further upwards and outwards. My eyes scanning my surroundings for anyone that might catch me.Climbing slowly, almost as long as 10 minutes till I start to feel the beginnings of the unbelievably explosive climax that I knew would come. Eventually as if someone flipped a switch, orgasm would overcome me and cause me to be frozen in sheer pleasure. My arms and hands in pain and leg fatigued, but still in rhythm, pressing together with precise timing. When I was getting near the climax my watchful eyes would shut, abandoning any concern that I might be seen. For the next 2 to 3 minutes it was up to chance whether I would be viewed by a stranger. Anyone that might happen across my path would not only be shocked with what they were watching, but amazed that I continued to complete my act in plain view of them. Of course I would eventually have to face the moment when I had to jump down and scurry to where my clothes were and ride my bike away.
Submitted on 2005/06/14 at 6:44 am
Aparently you found my journal through fetishconfess. It seems we share a fetish.
As I’m sure you read I’ve been using poles since I was a little girl. I didn’t realize until recently that it works for guys as well.
Your story made me very hot, we should chat sometime.