David Oliver – Journal Entry

I filmed a new video tonight, and honestly it turned out way more intense than I expected. Just me, nothing on but my mask, crawling into the frame on all fours with the rubber bands tight around my balls. The camera angle caught everything—my ass, hole, cock, and balls all on display right away. That always gives me a rush, knowing how exposed I look.

At first I just tugged lightly on my cock, but I couldn’t resist teasing my hole too. I ran my finger up and down my asshole and then spread it wide open for the camera. Felt dirty, but in the best way.

When I started stroking at just over a minute, I was still soft, and honestly I stayed that way almost the whole video. I had to stop, adjust the bands, play with the tension. Each time I let out these moans—soft “ohs” and “yeahs”—like I couldn’t help myself. Taking the band off, putting it back on, pulling it tighter—it was like I needed the ritual as much as the touch.

Then out of nowhere, around the three-minute mark, I pulled my foreskin back and my body just let go. Cum shot right out onto the floor, and I couldn’t hold back this deep groan. More semen spilled a few seconds later, then another spurt. I was still soft, but the release felt so raw, so good, that my whole body shook.

I didn’t stop there. I kept stroking, moaning louder, breathing heavy, and another wave hit at the 3:39 mark. I could feel myself pumping out more cum even though my cock never got fully hard—just semi. It was messy, intense, and completely satisfying in a different way than when I’m rock hard.

When it was over, I just caught my breath, sticky, moaning low, and then shut the camera off.

Strange thing is—these softer, banded orgasms almost turn me on more than the classic hard ones. Maybe it’s the humiliation of not getting hard, or the thrill of still cumming strong anyway. Either way, this one felt powerful.


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