'Milking' a mans cock - is this for real?
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paisleyflower
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this is a lovely thing.
yes, it works beautifully... my man taught me this 1... i'd never heard of it b4 he showed me how, but yes it's a POWERFUL orgasm 4 men. definitely try it asap, well worth it, the reaction is the best!
yes, it works beautifully... my man taught me this 1... i'd never heard of it b4 he showed me how, but yes it's a POWERFUL orgasm 4 men. definitely try it asap, well worth it, the reaction is the best!
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Well, going way back to the original thread this is all very interesting stuff to say the least. I'm a gay male and however "milking a man's cock", is done, by whomever to whomever, especially with prostate stimuli, oozing or "dribble" is definitely a much more long lasting and intense orgasm than the shooting it out in rapid squirts 10 feet out or whatever. I think you might even go as far as calling it the man's "G-spot". 
Close but fundamentaly different
I have no doubt that the rudimentary pathways and ganglia concentrations are or may be similarily positioned in many cases but the purpose of the plumbing I believe is completely different.
All the evidence points to the G and A spots in a vagina are there to trigger elasticizers during childbirth. Combined with massive stimulation of the production of oxytocin and endorphins for pain suppression the positioning and reaction appear obvious and logical - something the sex "researchers " appear to be stumbling on as I write this.
The prostate on the other hand is a muscular gland which aids in the transport of sperm and the injection of both the transportive fluids and sperm as far into the vagina as possible. Unlike the G&ASpots in a woman the prostate is just a gland and as such is not in any way similar to the series of nerve concentrations found in the front and back wall of vaginas.
From what I can see anyway. And I've looked very very very closely !!!
I have no doubt that the rudimentary pathways and ganglia concentrations are or may be similarily positioned in many cases but the purpose of the plumbing I believe is completely different.
All the evidence points to the G and A spots in a vagina are there to trigger elasticizers during childbirth. Combined with massive stimulation of the production of oxytocin and endorphins for pain suppression the positioning and reaction appear obvious and logical - something the sex "researchers " appear to be stumbling on as I write this.
The prostate on the other hand is a muscular gland which aids in the transport of sperm and the injection of both the transportive fluids and sperm as far into the vagina as possible. Unlike the G&ASpots in a woman the prostate is just a gland and as such is not in any way similar to the series of nerve concentrations found in the front and back wall of vaginas.
From what I can see anyway. And I've looked very very very closely !!!
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Yes, the plumbing is entirely different. Nature just (re)-used some wireing that runs from the control center at the base of the spinal cord to the same (general) physical location. No need to program the same part (nerve connections) twice.
Of course, the signals sent down the wire and how they are processed differ a bit between men and women, but that involves a few other things that differ between male and female.
Of course, the signals sent down the wire and how they are processed differ a bit between men and women, but that involves a few other things that differ between male and female.
ok this is my first post so I'mno longer a posting virgin!!! I have read through this enitre thread and think that I'm going to ask my wife to give it a go. I used to be one of those guys who thought that my rear was an exit only. My wife talked me into trying a finger once and it gotme hooked. Now we use different size dildos and small vibrators. She just recently read something about prostate stimulation and tried it but kept on going until I just exploded. I swear, it was the most intese orgasm I have ever felt. Now, after reading this, I'm going to ask her to ry it and see for myself what it feels like. For all the other guys out there, if you haven't had a woman play with you ass...DO IT!!! You'll love it and it doesn't mean your anything close to being a homo!! Believe me, I'm one of the straightest guys around!
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I just tried it on myself with a dildo and it was incredible. I can't wait for some help!
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I bought my wife a vibrator as a gift while we were both online, and she asked me if I wanted a toy. I said that there wasn't anything out there that would help me masturbate any better than my hand. She encouraged me to do some research. After reading into prostate stimulation online, I found a small vibrating prostate "T". I am looking forward to its arrival.
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I read this entire thread on Saturday, and then on Saturday night, proceeded to blow my husband's world.
It worked! He *loved* it - and for the past two days he has looked at me in a way he never did before.
Talk about MAJOR COOL!
It worked! He *loved* it - and for the past two days he has looked at me in a way he never did before.
Talk about MAJOR COOL!
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Well. . .
Let's just say I think it got my creative literary juices flowing and there is definitely an extremely hot autobiographical story in the works because of it!
But for some details, (WOW - this turned out to be long!) I knew he'd have to be restrained, otherwise the male/macho "don't touch me there" thing might start. (He's never been tied up - he's been the one to restrain me). I told him what I was going to do might make him uncomfortable, but that the discomfort would lie mainly between his ears (I did not say between his cheeks or else that would have revealed some of my Plan!) And because I wanted him to totally be in the zone of *feeling*, not only did I tie him up, but I blindfolded him and put headphones on him with Niel Diamond (his choice of music-lol!) So, he couldn't move, he couldn't see what I was doing and he couldn't hear me moving about. All he could do is smell and feel.
Started out with a 30 minute body massage while he was lying (tied) on his stomach propped up on pillows so that I could see and have access to his cock. Used a warm massaging oil with a really great scent. The only thing he said was that I should take my clothes off during this so that he could feel my skin on his (I complied
. After the massage which I know sends him up into the stratosphere anyway (he's easy, what can I say!) I went into Phase 2 - The Shave.
Since I was getting to play in an area that was always Off Limits, I darn well wanted to see where I was playing (wink). Brought into the bedroom a warm basin of water, washcloth, Dial Aloe Vera Antibacterial Soap (great to shave with AND kills germs, lol!) and a brand new Daisy razor.
His breath was slow and even until I began squeezing out warm water all over his delicious bum (He's got a great ass!) The water dribbled drop by drop and his breath quickened...I KNOW that in his head he was thinking 'Oh, Dear God, I bet she has a strap-on!' (which would be my revenge for all the times he has lustily buried himself in my ass with his cock, all the while telling me he's glad he's not me - lol!) I squeezed a good bit of water down his crack to begin soaping him up. He liked that feeling and I leisurely lathered him up, letting the corner of the bar of soap push around his rosebud. I picked up the razor and spread his cheeks - again, he caught his breath when I separated the flesh that keeps his innermost secret spot hidden. And his breath quickened as I lightly began to shave the hair that surrounded this tiny hole. With each stroke of the razor, more and more of this lovely little spot was revealed and it was like a whole new world literally opened to me. It took about 10 minutes of careful, light strokes to uncover the object of my focus and when I saw his tiny pink, virginal little star right there in front of my face, I couldn't wait to get to Phase 3.
Phase 3, I had in The Plan, was that I was going to give him a rim job he'd not soon forget. Maybe once in our 20-something year relationship did I ever go there and I didn't feel comfortable. I think it was because of the hair and cleanliness issue. But that night, I was going to do it no matter what. And once I knew the hygiene thing was fine (the Dial soap...and some Listerine later) and there was no hair, the thought of my tongue swirling around that perfect little hole made me seriously excited.
At this point, he had relaxed somewhat with the shaving, although I am certain the anticipation of what I was going to do next may have had a little fear attached to if. Earlier, I told him I would not hurt him physically, but that if he became physically uncomfortable, the word 'Mississippi' would make it all stop. All I was hearing was deep, heavy breathing
I leaned in between his cheeks, gently spread them apart and put my tongue to his hole. I lingeringly swirled it around as this was a totally new experience for me, as well. And I was loving it! I ran my tongue up the crack and it was then that I think he realized that what he was feeling was my tongue and not my finger. He became total jello.
He moaned, he whimpered a little, his breath became unsteady, he squirmed. . .all underneath my control. It was awesome. I spent as much time as I could there (guys - and ladies, too-, I now have Great Respect when it comes to your Oral Achievements on females - definitely something that requires building up an endurance with the tongue!) while my husband became more and more of a mush pie. I loved the fact that I was able to really pull this off! Yet, I wasn't finished. . .
After 15-20 minutes of tonging him, it was time to get the Phase 4, the piece de la resistance - The Milking.
I had the bottle of lube warming in the basin of water (a thoughtful touch I hope is reciprocated - talk about puckering up at times!) and squirted some onto my fingers. I gently began to probe his hole. I was very slow, very cautious (been there, done that and appreciate the gentle preparation myself). He tightened up, and I knew he was getting nervous.(oh no - Strap on!!??) But I remained slow and gentle, no rushing. I knew it would open, it would just take some time. And it did...I felt him relax and the muscle softened so that I could insert my whole finger to get to the next object of my attention - the little almond in there that when rubbed the right way would begin producing a fountain of seed. I didn't rub hard, just enough for perceptible pressure. It was just a matter of minutes before the first wave came amidst a torrent of "Stop! Stop(s)!" I asked 'Mississippi?'
No 'Mississippi' returned
He tightened around my finger and I waited a moment. He relaxed and his breathing deepened. I began the slow rubbing again. Another wave. Cum oozed out of his cock. Not in spurts, but in longer, less propelled drops. More telling me to stop, more tightening around my finger, a little squirming and whimpering. I continued doing this for about twently minutes and it drove him over the edge. His cock oozed so much cum that the suggestion of plastic sheets and towels is truth. He hadn't had the Big O, but I knew that this was turning into stretched out mini-orgasmic torture - and when the "Stop!" came again, I said 'Mississippi?' and he said 'Mississippi.'
I moved up toward his head, removed the headphones and blindfold. He grabbed my hair and pulled me to him and told me that I was in for it after doing that to him (hmmmm!) and I heard something in his voice I've never heard before - a hungry urgency to release him and let him fuck me. Like, it wasn't a want, it was a primal, animalistic *need.* Knowing that it drove him maybe a little too wild (wink) I untied him quickly and hurried downstairs for a smoke. He would need a little cooling off time before we got onto the rest of the evening's events (i.e. my ass wuz in trouble!) He came down and told me I am lucky that he loves me, or else he'd forcibly take me right then and there. I made him smoke TWO cigarretes....that boy needed to COME DOWN.
But it was there, in front of the fireplace, that I saw that look I've never seen. It was a look of helpless, hungry, Only-I-Can-Make-It-Go-Away desire deep inside his wild eyes.
So, I know, without a doubt, I was able to rock his world. It was a gift I never really knew I could give him (he is SOOOOO good to me!) and I am seriously thankful to Mr. GGG and everyone's input over the last few years on this thread.
Now go have fun!
Let's just say I think it got my creative literary juices flowing and there is definitely an extremely hot autobiographical story in the works because of it!
But for some details, (WOW - this turned out to be long!) I knew he'd have to be restrained, otherwise the male/macho "don't touch me there" thing might start. (He's never been tied up - he's been the one to restrain me). I told him what I was going to do might make him uncomfortable, but that the discomfort would lie mainly between his ears (I did not say between his cheeks or else that would have revealed some of my Plan!) And because I wanted him to totally be in the zone of *feeling*, not only did I tie him up, but I blindfolded him and put headphones on him with Niel Diamond (his choice of music-lol!) So, he couldn't move, he couldn't see what I was doing and he couldn't hear me moving about. All he could do is smell and feel.
Started out with a 30 minute body massage while he was lying (tied) on his stomach propped up on pillows so that I could see and have access to his cock. Used a warm massaging oil with a really great scent. The only thing he said was that I should take my clothes off during this so that he could feel my skin on his (I complied
. After the massage which I know sends him up into the stratosphere anyway (he's easy, what can I say!) I went into Phase 2 - The Shave.Since I was getting to play in an area that was always Off Limits, I darn well wanted to see where I was playing (wink). Brought into the bedroom a warm basin of water, washcloth, Dial Aloe Vera Antibacterial Soap (great to shave with AND kills germs, lol!) and a brand new Daisy razor.
His breath was slow and even until I began squeezing out warm water all over his delicious bum (He's got a great ass!) The water dribbled drop by drop and his breath quickened...I KNOW that in his head he was thinking 'Oh, Dear God, I bet she has a strap-on!' (which would be my revenge for all the times he has lustily buried himself in my ass with his cock, all the while telling me he's glad he's not me - lol!) I squeezed a good bit of water down his crack to begin soaping him up. He liked that feeling
and I leisurely lathered him up, letting the corner of the bar of soap push around his rosebud. I picked up the razor and spread his cheeks - again, he caught his breath when I separated the flesh that keeps his innermost secret spot hidden. And his breath quickened as I lightly began to shave the hair that surrounded this tiny hole. With each stroke of the razor, more and more of this lovely little spot was revealed and it was like a whole new world literally opened to me. It took about 10 minutes of careful, light strokes to uncover the object of my focus and when I saw his tiny pink, virginal little star right there in front of my face, I couldn't wait to get to Phase 3.Phase 3, I had in The Plan, was that I was going to give him a rim job he'd not soon forget. Maybe once in our 20-something year relationship did I ever go there and I didn't feel comfortable. I think it was because of the hair and cleanliness issue. But that night, I was going to do it no matter what. And once I knew the hygiene thing was fine (the Dial soap...and some Listerine later) and there was no hair, the thought of my tongue swirling around that perfect little hole made me seriously excited.
At this point, he had relaxed somewhat with the shaving, although I am certain the anticipation of what I was going to do next may have had a little fear attached to if. Earlier, I told him I would not hurt him physically, but that if he became physically uncomfortable, the word 'Mississippi' would make it all stop. All I was hearing was deep, heavy breathing
I leaned in between his cheeks, gently spread them apart and put my tongue to his hole. I lingeringly swirled it around as this was a totally new experience for me, as well. And I was loving it! I ran my tongue up the crack and it was then that I think he realized that what he was feeling was my tongue and not my finger. He became total jello.
He moaned, he whimpered a little, his breath became unsteady, he squirmed. . .all underneath my control. It was awesome. I spent as much time as I could there (guys - and ladies, too-, I now have Great Respect when it comes to your Oral Achievements on females - definitely something that requires building up an endurance with the tongue!) while my husband became more and more of a mush pie. I loved the fact that I was able to really pull this off! Yet, I wasn't finished. . .
After 15-20 minutes of tonging him, it was time to get the Phase 4, the piece de la resistance - The Milking.
I had the bottle of lube warming in the basin of water (a thoughtful touch I hope is reciprocated - talk about puckering up at times!) and squirted some onto my fingers. I gently began to probe his hole. I was very slow, very cautious (been there, done that and appreciate the gentle preparation myself). He tightened up, and I knew he was getting nervous.(oh no - Strap on!!??) But I remained slow and gentle, no rushing. I knew it would open, it would just take some time. And it did...I felt him relax and the muscle softened so that I could insert my whole finger to get to the next object of my attention - the little almond in there that when rubbed the right way would begin producing a fountain of seed. I didn't rub hard, just enough for perceptible pressure. It was just a matter of minutes before the first wave came amidst a torrent of "Stop! Stop(s)!" I asked 'Mississippi?'
No 'Mississippi' returned
He tightened around my finger and I waited a moment. He relaxed and his breathing deepened. I began the slow rubbing again. Another wave. Cum oozed out of his cock. Not in spurts, but in longer, less propelled drops. More telling me to stop, more tightening around my finger, a little squirming and whimpering. I continued doing this for about twently minutes and it drove him over the edge. His cock oozed so much cum that the suggestion of plastic sheets and towels is truth. He hadn't had the Big O, but I knew that this was turning into stretched out mini-orgasmic torture - and when the "Stop!" came again, I said 'Mississippi?' and he said 'Mississippi.'
I moved up toward his head, removed the headphones and blindfold. He grabbed my hair and pulled me to him and told me that I was in for it after doing that to him (hmmmm!) and I heard something in his voice I've never heard before - a hungry urgency to release him and let him fuck me. Like, it wasn't a want, it was a primal, animalistic *need.* Knowing that it drove him maybe a little too wild (wink) I untied him quickly and hurried downstairs for a smoke. He would need a little cooling off time before we got onto the rest of the evening's events (i.e. my ass wuz in trouble!) He came down and told me I am lucky that he loves me, or else he'd forcibly take me right then and there. I made him smoke TWO cigarretes....that boy needed to COME DOWN.
But it was there, in front of the fireplace, that I saw that look I've never seen. It was a look of helpless, hungry, Only-I-Can-Make-It-Go-Away desire deep inside his wild eyes.
So, I know, without a doubt, I was able to rock his world. It was a gift I never really knew I could give him (he is SOOOOO good to me!) and I am seriously thankful to Mr. GGG and everyone's input over the last few years on this thread.
Now go have fun!
I was lucky once, in college I met this lovely jewish girl who was bi. It was one of those romances that just involve sex and it was more than good it was earth shattering.
Her best assest was when she laid me down and sucked me off. She was like a machine, only rather a warm wet lithe woman that placed her mouth on my erect member and procedded to go up and down. Her fingers teased me and I was able to come soon after. Her teasing would make the cum ooze out of me while her lips created suction and my cum defided gravety. The only thing I could to is grap the sheets as the intensity of the orgasom wore off.
So yes it is true.
I wonder what ever happened to Lisa? God I miss her.
Her best assest was when she laid me down and sucked me off. She was like a machine, only rather a warm wet lithe woman that placed her mouth on my erect member and procedded to go up and down. Her fingers teased me and I was able to come soon after. Her teasing would make the cum ooze out of me while her lips created suction and my cum defided gravety. The only thing I could to is grap the sheets as the intensity of the orgasom wore off.
So yes it is true.
I wonder what ever happened to Lisa? God I miss her.
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I had a g/f at one time that could do it by just sucking on me. All she did (as far as I can tell) was suck harder than normal.
Doubt it ...
I think you're mistaking (probably) a REALLY good BJ with this technique. This is more of a mechanical technique than atmospheric. Now if you got her to combine her techinique and enthusiasm with the "milking " technique you'd probably still be in a coma !
Just to clarify ... just because a girl can suck a bowling ball up 40 ft of firehouse does not a GREAT BJ make. It is a combination of things - mostly enthusiasm and listening to what her partner likes. Communication! What a concept.
I think you're mistaking (probably) a REALLY good BJ with this technique. This is more of a mechanical technique than atmospheric. Now if you got her to combine her techinique and enthusiasm with the "milking " technique you'd probably still be in a coma !
Just to clarify ... just because a girl can suck a bowling ball up 40 ft of firehouse does not a GREAT BJ make. It is a combination of things - mostly enthusiasm and listening to what her partner likes. Communication! What a concept.
Doubt it ...
I think you're mistaking (probably) a REALLY good BJ with this technique. This is more of a mechanical technique than atmospheric. Now if you got her to combine her techinique and enthusiasm with the "milking " technique you'd probably still be in a coma !
Just to clarify ... just because a girl can suck a bowling ball up 40 ft of firehouse does not a GREAT BJ make. It is a combination of things - mostly enthusiasm and listening to what her partner likes. Communication! What a concept.
I think you're mistaking (probably) a REALLY good BJ with this technique. This is more of a mechanical technique than atmospheric. Now if you got her to combine her techinique and enthusiasm with the "milking " technique you'd probably still be in a coma !
Just to clarify ... just because a girl can suck a bowling ball up 40 ft of firehouse does not a GREAT BJ make. It is a combination of things - mostly enthusiasm and listening to what her partner likes. Communication! What a concept.
norseprince
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mgouker said:
How would one go about seeing a female urogolist, and getting milked by her? Under what conditions would She do that to a male? i am quite interested in this. Anyone know a good female urologist in Houston, TX?
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