Santa. There were these Santa boxers I had, one thing led to another and voila. . .
OK, I’m definitely going to get fired if I keep reading the Dope at work.
Ooh, I fear you’ll find it was mostly a lot of men who went down on the Titanic. 
I’m considering giving my jimbob a female name. The idea would be to have something to croon affectionately during episodes of self-pollution.
What do you think of:
a. Jennifer Love Unit
b. Kirsten Dong
c. Wang Ziyi
d. Laura San Jackemoff
e. Melissa Joan Hard-on
A long time ago, mine was christened, “Fred”.
I have no idea why.
Well, that explains your user name. 
My high school sweetheart named mine “Henry.” No clue why. I named her boobies after ex-girlfriends of mine. Long story, but she didn’t mind. She still calls the little guy “Henry” and I’ve started calling hers “Innie” and “Outie.”
Well, since she had “The Beav” already taken, the only logical choice was “Wally”.
“Big Sam and the Twins.” Now it’s just Sam (and no, I’m still “all there”.) Easier to say I guess.
Neither Mrs. Cliffy nor I have named any body parts. In college, my good friend Molly confided to me that she named her then-boyfriend Brandon’s penis Mr. Mojo because one of the first times they had sex The Doors’ L.A. Woman was on the stereo.
–Cliffy
I always resisted as too juvenile the naming of my penis. But a few years ago, I was so amused (and flattered) by a girlfriend’s exclamation the first time she saw it that the name stuck. Our name for my penis: Jesus Christ. I tells you, it made for some interesting pillow talk.
I once had a very buxom girlfriend who called her breasts ‘The Girls’. I disagreed with the appellation, preferring “The Ladies”: they may have once been girls, but they’re definitely grown up now, went my reasoning.
Mr. Surro is endowed with Pepi. Bert and Ernie being his stoic supporters.
Once upon a time it was Thor but I preferred Pepi.
Mine is Big Olaf. The name sorta popped into my head during a past “What’s the name of your penis?” thread. Mrs. Nott has not mentioned any names for her wonderful breasts.
Pepper Mill and I don’t even have any endearing names for each other, let alone random body parts. Although I can see the appeal.
But why doesn’t anyone come up with such cute names for someone’s rear? Or the individual butt cheeks?
Not to mention elbows, earlobes, philtrum…
Why do you never hear “I call my wife’s nose Sneezy” ?
mine is Max Power
you don’t snuggle with Max Power, you strap yourself in and [air humping motion] FEEL. THE. G’s!
he’s also the name you love to touch! :eek:
I guess the closest we have to a name for it is “Breakfast”. But that’s time and place specific 
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Mine: John Henry. As in “steel-driving man”.
Hers: Glory. As in “Coming into Glory…”
Juvenile, we know.
Itty and Bitty. (sigh)
Although there are those lines in South Pacific about her guy naming her hips “Whirly” and “Twirly”, which is as close as you could get back then.
My breasts are imaginatively named “Right” and “Left”.
Last year I named my ahem well-endowed roommate’s accoutrements “Bubba” and “Gazonga”. That should give you some idea of the size…