Edging. Every man knows what it is. You masturbate until you’re about to orgasm, then you stop before doing so. I used to have a pretty negative opinion of it. Like it would be a mild form of torture. Or at least a chore you had to do while you’re supposed to be having fun. Like doing your taxes while getting a blowjob. But I have changed my mind. Edging can be great.

K and I had talked about it many times because some of the other guys he gives handjobs to request that he edge them. Sometimes many, many times. This made no sense to me. I think we probably tried it once or twice over the years, but somehow it never left a good impression on me. I was just not an edger. Some guys like it, some don’t.

Then somehow I had the idea that it would be fun to gamify our sessions, to introduce some randomness, some element of chance where I might lose or I might win big. Before beginning we would roll dice. Whatever number came up, that’s how many times we had to edge it.

I soon realized that two dice wasn’t feasible. No way would I ever submit to as many as a dozen edges. So we rolled a die, singular. And we did it on my phone. I got an app for it. Tap to roll.

Eventually I began to realize a few things. First, edging was not the losing side of this equation. At least not until the numbers started to be five or six. Instead, two, three, even four edges really was the winning side. There are two related reasons for this. First, it makes my orgasm more intense when it finally does arrive. Second, it makes the entire massage last longer. Sometimes I struggle to hit my 15 minute goal, but not with edging. That gets me to 15 and sometimes beyond.

The way we do it is probably just how you imagine. He lubes me up and gives me his expert massage. When the pleasure gets so intense that I think I might go over the edge in another two or three seconds I say “stop.” And he does. Hands off, totally.

How long of a cooling off period do I get? That is entirely up to K–and it’s usually not long. A few seconds at most. And how hard does he get after it following the break? Also entirely up to K–and it’s usually pretty hard. Fortunately my penis is pretty durable, so I can take it. Even so, I will soon be saying “stop” again. And we’ll repeat this for the required number of times.

After the required number of edges has been accomplished, I say “no stopping.” Then K brings me to, and then pushes me over, the edge. Bliss. Sperm. Giggles. The end.