Don’t you wish that sometimes you could mask your identity when posting certain questions?
(I know you don’t care Homer.)
This is one of those questions I’ve wanted an answer to all my life but couldn’t bring myself to ask anyone IRL.
When I was a young tad, while climbing a pole or a tree, I found myself experiencing a rather unique and pleasant feeling centered between my anus and scrotum. The best way I can describe it now is that it was kind of like an orgasm without the expected results. As I recall, this was before I discovered the usual method of self-stimulation.
I do remember that it was something that didn’t happen without some effort but apparently it was worth it because I found myself attempting to climb just about anything, including trees, clothes lines and even the dividers in public restrooms.
Go ahead and have a laugh at my expense, but I really would like to know if anyone else discovered this and more to the point- what was I actually experiencing?
[Wayne’s World]It makes me feel kinda funny… like when I climb the rope in gym class.[/Wayne’s World]
The same thing happened to me when I was a kid. My preferred…um… method was the backyard jungle gym. So you’re either not a freak, or the two of us need to start a support group. I have no idea about the biological aspects of it, though.
Wow, I had completely forgotten about this until I read this thread. I used to use my neighbours swing set poles. Or the ropes in gym class. I’d find myself at the top in no time. Luckily I never fell.
God, I tried to find a site that talked about the lonely Perineum- but alas…it’s the desert between oasis :D.
I’m with you all though- as I read this,I remembered vividly for the first time in about 26 years, how I first masturbated. That little bundle of nerves was awfully good to me there for a while.
Hmm… That sounds far preferable to the extreme pain I suffer at that point. Sometimes I’ll jam my foot funny after a short jump, and I’ll experience a piercing pain in what my social group calls the “spab.” It feels like a cross between a bee sting and a really big needle being pushed into me. I sometimes get it when I, uh, strain really hard on the throne. You’re welcome.
I knew a girl who would do this. Years afterwards, she identified them as being true, very powerful orgasms, and she always missed them longingly. She claimed she would have dozens and dozens of powerful orgasms just over recess, and that for the rest of the day she would just feel sleepy and good. In fact, she would have so many she could not stand or walk for many minutes when she finally wore herself out. :eek:
She lost the ability sometime after puberty. She did try.
I have no idea about the biological aspects of it, though.
