at a keg party i went to this summer, there was a rented hot tub on the patio. the hot tub had the usual bunch of eighteentotwentysomethingandsingle drunken nudity and random people making out with others of either/or genderwise. (or usual for our crowd, anyways.) so later in the, er, morning, most people have left the patio and livingroom area to congregate around the bathroom upstairs, to cheer on whomever is puking this time.
so there’s just myself and a buddy’s girlfriend. and the dj, but he’s like so into the music he prolly hasn’t realized there’s nobody else really listening to it. did i mention we’re in nothing but underpants? the hot tub was a surprise by the hosts, so nobody had a swimsuit. everyone in the hot tub that night was in underpants, or less in some cases.
oh yeah the tmi part… so the buddy’s girlfriend and i are enjoying the water, the beer, the etc. telling jokes and shit. so then when i give the punch line of a joke that ends “in the moon!” (followed by the obligitory full moon,) she replies by inserting her index finger into said moon. i was a little touched, to say the least. and that’s not even the tmi part yet. i mean, i’m an open/playfull about sexuality, and get that there’s all kinds, and that gender roles are largely suggestions, and that just cause i don’t get off on feet doesn’t mean you shouldn’t kinda guy. i’ve done a bunch of different things, i’ve seen lots of other things done, and it’s not like there’s never been a finger (or more) in my ass before, but when she removed the finger, she licked it.
i mean ewwwwwwww.
and one time after eating space cake, i had green poop. (this is a separate event from the keg party, in case you were wondering.)
Cisco, since you ask: The threesome took place before the ex and I were married. She and my best friend had an enormous attraction for each other but neither of them were quite willing to cheat. Still, it was completely obvious that they wanted to, and would, eventually. I thought the threesome would be a way of getting it out in the open and dealing with it. Besides that, I thought it would be a hell of a lot of fun. I discussed it with the ex and she was agreeable to the point of foaming at the mouth. So, the next time the guy came over, which he did as often as he could, the ex and I made the offer and the two of them almost ran over me getting to the bedroom. A good time was had by all and it continued to be good, clean, fun for a month or so but my friend eventually started showing signs of being jealous of me so the ex called an end to it. If he could have maintained being cool with it, I suppose it might have continued for quite a while because it was, all in all, a lot of fun. The guy and I remained friends, of a sort, but it was a strained friendship that soon ended. The guy is dead now and I wish we could have straightened things out before he died, but we didn’t. That’s why it didn’t work out; a lost friendship was too high a price.
As to the pump, I had an injury, probably from bike riding, that made it impossible for me to sustain an erection. Getting it up wasn’t a problem; keeping it there became impossible. I tried various things, including some sort of little penile suppositories, a vacuum pump, and Viagra, without any success. So, finally, I submitted to some extraordinarilly painful surgery and the problem was solved. Three years downstream it is still solved, the pain is forgotten, and I wish I had had it done two years earlier than I did.
As a precocious 7-year-old back in the swingin’ ‘70s, I was the willing sex toy of 2 lovely 11-year-old girls in their last 15 minutes of prepubescence. I say “sex,” but it really didn’t get much beyond kissing, reaching into clothes, dry-humping, and smelling the girls’ feet (a passion which remains with me to this day).
Big whoop, you say? OK, that same year I also experimented with my 5-year-old girl cousin and a boy aged 8. Both adventures left me with decades of residual, low-level guilt, probably because they violated taboos I hadn’t quite learned yet, but also because neither encounter was any fun. In contrast, my memories of the girl/girl threesome are pleasant, almost rosy in fact.
30odd years later my cousin has just left a 4-year unconsummated marriage; hubby turned out to be a verbally abusive net-porn addict. But I sometimes wonder whether the relative lack of supervision on our family visits might have left its mark on both of us. (We’re really not close enough to talk about it.) I myself peaked early; my subsequent sexual history has been, shall we say, notably anticlimactic.
I was quite surprised with the guy I am currently dating. After 30 minutes of vigorous sex, he comes, and immediately puts on another condom and continues. He never gets limp, and he will come again. This can happen three times in a row, which is fun, but dammit, I get tired and sore after a while! (Ok no, I am not complaining!) But it was surprising to me because I haven’t had a guy that, um… virile… since I was 18, and my boyfriend went 6 times in one day. In my late 20s though, 2 times a day, one in the morning and once at night, was as good as it ever got. Guys my age just don’t work like that anymore. But I’ve gotten lucky! Damn, 3 times, all in a row! I’m lovin’ it! Because a couple of guys I have had the misfortune to date in the recent past, I was lucky if they could even come once, that is, if they could even get it up at all! :dubious:
Man, I wish I could be like that in the sack! Maybe I just need more practice (don’t get nearly enough “Flight time” if you know what I’m saying ) Unfortunately at this point I’m like one of the latter guys you mentioned.
But there is an upside for guys that have a hard time getting an erection/climaxing. It gives you an opportunity to focus on other things, like oral sex, and foreplay in general; I’m sure some women don’t mind at all if the guy uses extended foreplay to downplay the in-and-out aspect…I mean, if I can’t get it up, I can’t get it up- its not like a dog, where I can shout “stand!” and it gets at attention. So if some things don’t work, all you can really do is move on
That is an unusual skill that I have too. As far as I can tell, I can stay erect forever and have a virtually unlimited number of orgasms. My record was over 6 hours and about 85% of that intercourse. I had someone between 15 and 20 orgasms and mine never even drooped let alone went limp. The only reason we stopped after six hours was just due to temporary repetition bordeom.
I am always really confused when I read people (even books andarticles) saying that women are so lucky because they can have multiple orgasms and men can’t. Sorry, I just can’t relate to that.
Oh now I see. Don’t shout at the penis. Now I see what I’ve been doing…
:dubious:
Incubus, I don’t know if you are a good person or anything, but if you are, really, just go be confident because the only things that matter is that a) you are a good person and b) you give a lot of oral. Any girl who can’t appreciate that is not worth it and you can do better. Also, when you meet the right person you will feel relaxed and you might be the next Shagnasty, who even knows? The point is, oral sex is very very attractive. It might be the most attractive thing on earth second to being a good person. And really, who’s to say what’s a good person. What really matters is that you like to give a lot of oral.
Do you ejaculate each time? I can have sex for hours and have all the small orgasms I want, but once I ejaculate I have to stop, at least for a few minutes.
Girls are so trained to be done at this point that we rarely go at it again immediately, but I usually need water and a few minutes of rest anyway :).
Which reminds me of another TMI which may not be too high on the scale (not that my other ones were either). I can’t stick my tongue out very far and I have always been mesmerized by those who can. Just another part of my garden-variety oral fixation.
Some dildos are manufactured to focus on very realistic texture. I’m given to understand that that’s one way a pre-operative FtM transsexual guy can do it: dildo!head with or without his partner playing with his clitoris with their hand.
No, I am serious when I say no break and no loss of function. I have no idea if I actually ejactulate each time because it is, you know, hidden somewhere. I read that male porn stars needed this quality. I thought that I had my calling but when I looked at the size comparison on the movies I decided to go into IT.
(Ok no, I am not complaining!) But it was surprising to me because I haven’t had a guy that, um… virile… since I was 18, and my boyfriend went 6 times in one day. In my late 20s though, 2 times a day, one in the morning and once at night, was as good as it ever got. Guys my age just don’t work like that anymore. But I’ve gotten lucky! Damn, 3 times, all in a row! I’m lovin’ it! Because a couple of guys I have had the misfortune to date in the recent past, I was lucky if they could even come once, that is, if they could even get it up at all! :dubious: