I discovered how to cum twice as hard

Everyone in this story is 18+.

I stroked my cock, feeling the intensity slowly build. I closed my eyes, letting myself enjoy the mindless act and the pleasure that came with it. My hand rose and fell in a rhythm, and while it felt great, I longed for the sweet release that typically came at the end of these solo sessions. It would feel so good to shoot my load, to feel the hot cum on my skin as I moaned with satisfaction. But I couldn’t. Not now, anyway.

In my other hand, I gripped my focus. It was a ball of pure iron, the size of my palm. It was smooth, save for a small recess that currently held a sapphire inset. Sapphire to charge; ruby to release.

The pleasure steadily climbed, and I knew it wouldn’t be much longer before the end. Normally, that meant shivers throughout my body, loud moaning, and a giant mess to clean up.

I stroked faster. Almost there. My toes clenched. My muscles tensed. I held the focus firmly, closed my eyes, and bit my lower lip as I brought myself to the point of no return.

“Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I’m gonna, I’m gonna-”

Just as I felt I couldn’t contain it any longer, the sapphire began to glow. The gem sapped the release out of me, pulling all pleasure from my body and storing it inside my focus. I continued jerking off, chasing the feeling, knowing I should be moaning with pleasure but finding nothing instead. After stroking myself for another minute or so, the gem’s glow faded.

“Holy fuck,” I muttered to myself. I was gasping for air, and the sweat on my brow trickled down the sides of my face. I took deep, steady breaths to calm myself.

My arousal had not faded. I felt no relief. And yet my penis had already gone limp. “It worked,” I said to myself in disbelief. I shook my head, slowly grinning. “It fucking worked!”

I desperately wished to proceed with the next phase of my experiment, but I knew it would be some time still before I could jerk off again. Whether I felt the release or not, my body had experienced an orgasm. Now I was spent, and all I could do was wait. Sit there impatiently, desperately horny, and wait.

I passed the time by documenting my discoveries in my notebook. Countless unsuccessful experiments brought me to this point, and I had learned something from each and every one. The type of metal for the focus, which gems to use, and more. Everything was written in this notebook. I turned to a new page and described my latest experience. In painstaking detail, I listed out every factor I could think of. Which hand I used to pleasure myself, and which hand held the focus. The time of day, the weather, the temperature, I wrote it all.

As I got on to the juicer details, I found that my body was finally responding to my arousal. Once more my dick chubbed up as I recounted the intense build-up from earlier. How I stroked myself into a horny stupor before the focus had been charged up with my orgasm.

I smirked, feeling giddy inside. I could barely contain my excitement. I placed the pen down, pushed my notebook aside, then turned my attention to the focus. Carefully, I removed the sapphire inset and replaced it with the ruby I had waiting.

Now for the fun part.

Fuck, I was so horny. I held the focus in my hand, just like before. Then I took hold of my throbbing cock.

“Mmmm,” I groaned. It felt so fucking good to touch myself again. No more than half an hour had passed since my last orgasm, if you could call it that, but it had been far longer since I’d been able to escape this horny feeling.

I slowly pumped my fist, enjoying each and every stroke. I was stuck between wanting to cum as soon as possible and wanting the pleasure to last. I gripped my dick tighter than usual, so caught up in my horniness that I began to daydream about all kinds of messed up scenarios. I imagined my fellow artificers walking in on me, in my compromised state. I pictured what they’d say if they knew that this was what I’d been focusing my efforts on. A way to cum even harder, even better, even more intensely. And I found that those thoughts only turned me on more.

Without thinking, I rose from my desk and went to the middle of the room. Right in front of the door. The unlocked door. The risk thrilled me. I stood there fully naked, stroking my dumb cock and holding my loaded focus, imagining that someone I knew would walk through that door right as I reached the climax.

I lied down on the floor, knowing deep in the back of my mind this was a stupid idea but too horny to care. I raised my legs in the air, exposing my ass, jerking wildly now. My mind could concentrate on nothing but my cock and my horny thoughts.

I was getting closer now. This time, I’d get to experience the pleasure I sought. Not just release; true pleasure.

I jerked my cock faster, practically strangling it as I neared the edge. The ruby in my focus began to gleam, casting a red glow over me. I closed my eyes again and let it all out.

“FUCK!”

I screamed. I literally screamed.

“AHHH FUCKKK OH GOD OH FUCK!”

The orgasm that followed was mind-shattering. Body-tingling. My face went warm and fuzzy, and pleasure radiated through me like I had just drunk a shot and the warmth now flooded through me from the inside out. It was so intense, all I could do was cry out and keep stroking. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt. Better. Far better.

And the cum. There was so much fucking cum. The first few ropes went further than I’d ever shot before. They hit me in the face, landed in my hair, and even sprayed over my head and behind me. The rest spattered onto my naked body in unrelenting waves. I couldn’t believe my own eyes.

Even after I had finished and the last dribbles ebbed out, I continued stroking my cock. I was whimpering to myself, drunk off the pleasure, still reeling from the insane high. I put my head down on the floor, smiling from ear to ear. My heart pounded in my chest, and I took deep breaths as I slowly came back down.

I heard footsteps down the hall, but I didn’t care to move. I didn’t care to do anything. I had experienced the purest bliss, and now I was going to lie there and let time pass until I felt like moving again.

The footsteps came closer, and suddenly I recalled that the door was unlocked. A hornier, stupider version of myself had gotten me into this position. And by the time I realized my mistake, those footsteps were already at the threshold.

“Felix!” a man shouted from outside. “Are you alright?” He didn’t wait for an answer. I couldn’t fault him; my screaming earlier warranted immediate attention. He couldn’t have known I was fine. More than fine, in fact. And so he burst through the door.

My jaw dropped. Of all the people to find me like this. My face turned bright red. “Erick!” I shouted. I dropped the focus as I reached to cover my dick with both hands. That did nothing to hide the fact that I was covered in cum.

“What happened? I heard screaming, and…” his voice trailed off as he took in the scene. Then his eyes were drawn to the iron ball I had dropped, now rolling towards him. He stooped down as it reached him, then lifted it to examine it. An accomplished artificer in his own right, it didn’t take Erick long to piece together what kind of device it was. And once that much was clear, it wasn’t much of a leap to figure out how I was using it. A smirk appeared on his face. “Experimenting with storage foci, are we?”

“I’m fine,” I said. I was flustered by the sudden intrusion, and felt no need to answer his questions now. This was my own fault, to be clear, but I still wished to be freed of the embarrassing torment I now faced.

His eyes lingered on my naked body. “It worked, didn’t it?”

I stared back at him. “Yes,” I said sheepishly.

His eyes squinted for a fraction of a second, almost imperceptibly, then he smiled. I knew Erick well. The gears were turning in his mind, though I had no idea what for. “Interesting,” he said. He placed the focus back on the floor. “If you’d like any help with your studies, just let me know. Our areas of interest might have more overlap than you think.” Then he turned and left, leaving me to ponder his words as I cleaned myself up.