Posts Tagged ‘glans’

The Ultimate Oral – Solo

December 13, 2015

From the preceding post you know that I consider deepthroating the „ultimate oral“, when two people unite in oral sex. Then how could this apply to solosexual fellatio? Isn´t such solo- superlative rather impossible? And if it wasn´t, what would be the „ultimate solo oral“?

The situation is a very different one indeed, when it comes to solosucking or selfsucking. If you wanted to deepthroat yourself, you certainly needed a long enough penis to be able to perform such feat, or your body better be extremely flexible.

I am sure that almost every human male dreams and fantasizes (at least at some point in their sexual lives) about being able to mouth-caress the very own cock. Quite a lot of guys actually do manage to reach their helmet with their mouth or tongue, and some are even able to deepthroat themselves being equipped with an average sized penis! Yet only few men are endowed in such a way that they are able to rather effortlessly fill their own throat.

Us men may envy dogs forever, each time we see one licking their own with ease. Yet at least we can exercise to become flexible enough to reach our wand and possibly swallow some of the most cherished limb.

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But deepthroating!? You may ask yourself – and I do too – if those few men with really long cocks practise self-deepthroating? I would assume that they at least try, sooner than later.

In the preceding post I pointed out, that deepthroating is a skill not to be mastered without practising, for several reasons. Hence, even if you were endowed with a long penis you needed to master the throating skill, if less so for being super flexible with your body, for fully enjoying it to take yourself deep down your gullet.

I guess this specimen would suffice:

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Yeah, such a long (and thick) cock would do. However, such a size is truly rare! And please have a closer look at this beautiful model of a penis – it´s fake!

The 4 arrows on each side don´t celebrate the enormous length, but point to recurring patterns on each side of the shaft that indicate a photoshopped elongation of the original picture – well done, at a first glance and viewed from a distance.

Back to square one: us average guys need to keep up with gymnastics to come a bit closer to our fantasies, only then we may achieve some average auto-fellatio:

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Although this is hot in a way, it is far from the experience that the described „ultimate oral for a couple“ means for the receiver in that situation. For as an average selfsucker you have to deal with the arduous body position that may just reduce sexual impulse and enjoyment of the act.

In addition, the psycho-spiritual quality is another one with the selfsucking experience. Here you are provider and receiver at the same time. Your enjoyment as provider may be diminished by the permanent struggle of your lips and tongue to reach and stay connected with your cock until ejaculation is triggered. – There may be just very few exceptions to this rule (concerning both the physical ability and the mental scope).

As a receiver you will be proud to manage at all, and you will be much satisfied to release your milk into your mouth or on your face eventually (I must point out that I can not reach myself!). The finesse of caressing your helmet, frenulum and shaft may be humble given the situation. Last not least your body has the natural urge to „open up towards the world“ (headwords: arching your back) at the moment of climax – that´s the counterposition to what you are performing…

I know, I haven´t answered the question yet. Well, here goes: I believe the „ultimate solo oral“ happens entirely in our brain, in our dreams to be exact. And here I can speak from experience!

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In many dream-scenarios I was effortlessly selfsucking my dick. While masturbating, so my dreams, I suddenly remember that I also can take my cock into my mouth easily (it just works without struggling gymnastics) and suck my head to trigger ejaculation. However, mostly PONR is occurring the moment I welcome my penis (deeper) into my mouth. Extended deepthroating remains to be an elusive scene, probably because I never have done so in the real word.

Those (wet) dreams can be totally real, and often enough trigger real ejaculation. I consider the dreaming of selfsucking the „ultimate solo oral“ (in case you do dream auto-fellatio). If you just don´t have wet dreams of this kind (compare poll #31 here), you may want to consider to learn more about how to achieve auto-fellatio (please check with this link).

Feel free to comment, especially if you have managed real-live self-deepthroating!! 😉

Sharing His Sanctum (1)

September 5, 2015

Guest post: This is a story by Tom (loyal reader) to pay homage to this blog!

We had known each other for many months, introduced by mutual friends at one of those art gallery openings I sometimes found myself attending as part of my ongoing exploration of creative expression. From that first meeting I enjoyed the conversations we had together, the laughter we each generated in one another as we compared notes on the overly self-serious world of contemporary art.

As we got to know one another thorough, it was clear we felt an increasing attraction. How else to explain our flirtatious laughs as we dined, the longing looks and the playful touches that turned into deeper embraces when we parted.  I looked forward to each encounter, and felt a heat whenever we spoke or spent time together.

As we developed a deeper intimacy, and our talk turned to things sexual, you revealed that you were a well-practiced solo-sexual, someone who had developed an intense and highly skilled way of making love to your body that explored all aspects of male sexual function.

In particular, your focus was on maintaining a high degree of arousal for a prolonged period of time, dancing around the point of no return without spilling over into those involuntary and intense muscle contractions associated with ejaculation. In addition to edging, you desired your male produce, as you called it, and that your edging practice ensured a large volume of it. You also practiced a slow and relaxed approach to your edge, which allowed you to experience the pleasurable build up of pressure and subtle contractions as your glands, tubes, muscles and nerves prepared for expulsion.

In your highly evolved masturbation you had learned to separate the different phases of cumming, emission from ejaculation, with the result being able to play with the emission phase of it, where your sperm and seminal fluid had mixed and filled your prostatic urethra. Through very subtle stimulation at this high state of arousal you could allow this build up of your creamy milk to flow and bubble out of your cock without the contractions of a full, projectile spurt of your sperm.  In this state you don’t enter the inevitable refractory period, that post-ejaculation state of loss of arousal and sleepiness gifted to the human race through our evolutionary development, the purpose of which you are unable to fathom.  Instead, your intense arousal was maintained, and you could continue this sexual dance with yourself for hours if you so desired.

You also shared this fetish of yours, along with your accumulated knowledge and experience, in a blog called Peaks-n-Pulses that focuses on male sexuality and male sexual function. We would talk for hours about this, as it clearly carried intense interest for both of us. I started to leave our conversations with a sweet ache in my core after our goodbye embrace.  As our friendship deepened, I dared suggesting that one day I would love to witness you, nude and engorged, as you practiced your masterful techniques.

After a time you agreed. You said it was a little frightening, as it had been some time since you had shown yourself to someone in this way.  Although your blog contained extremely sexy pictures and clips of yourself, ones that I had used many times in my sexual fantasies, taking pictures and videos of yourself in various stages of arousal still meant you were solo. Doing this with a second participant was a threshold you had rarely crossed. However, the trust and affection we had developed for each other made you decide it was time to experiment with someone else. I was honored you chose me.

So arrangements were made. I was to come to your rooms in a week, where you would open yourself to me. We agreed that to enhance the experience you would abstain from any spilling of your seed for the week before our encounter so that you were primed. During the experience, you agreed to describe what you were feeling, telling me about the internal sensations created by your edge. We also agreed that for this first encounter I would sit and watch only. No matter how much I wanted to touch you, I agreed to keep my hands off.

On the appointed day I went to work and tried fruitlessly to focus on my to-do list as my mind kept drifting back to the anticipation of what we would experience later. I left work in a hurry and rushed home to shower and put on something comfortable. I gathered up a gift I had bought you – a rare illustrated book of the male sexual anatomy that I had found in a backstreet used bookstore-and headed out for your flat.

Now I am here, entering the elevator. A very attractive neighbor joins me for the ride up to your floor and my anticipatory excitement rises. Upon entering we embrace deeply, as we have done so often over the past year. I detect just a little bit of shyness in your touch, certainly no surprise under the circumstances, as we are journeying tonight to a deep level of vulnerability. On my neck I feel your warm breath, and against my chest there is your steady beating heart. I can also feel your growing hardness inside your pants against my thigh. Clearly you have followed your week-long period of abstinence.

We talk briefly about where to go. The lounge? The bedroom? Given that you have a full length mirror in your bedroom positioned so that we can both use it to view your performance, we quickly decide this room will be our sanctum for the night.

We lower some of the lights, fire up several candles, and put on some Moby, which is great music for sex, to set the ambiance. I pull up a comfortable chair as you settle on the bed. I then ask you, “What has this week been like, as you refrained from stimulating yourself, knowing this was going to happen?”

You answer how you could feel the energy and heat build throughout the week. You describe awakening at night to find your cock harder than normal, almost aching with desire, and began to notice some small stains on your sheets where precum had leaked during these dream-filled hours.

During the day you have had to catch yourself from almost unconsciously touching yourself when in public, and occasionally, if you found someone particularly attractive walking by you could feel the blood start to create semi-tumescence. By yesterday, you were exercising hard and for twice as long as normal to help contain some of the sexual steam that your anticipation was creating.

“And your glands?”

“So full and ready. You can’t believe how much I want this. How much I need this.”

“Then let us begin.”

So you stand up in front of me and remove your shirt, then your tented trousers. In your underwear, there is hardness straining against the blue fabric and I notice a small wet spot near the waistband where your head is nestled. You are leaking already.

Taking a long look into my eyes you ask, “How much do you want to see me, all of me?” I can only whisper my response, “So badly I am shaking.”

You slowly remove your underwear and stand for the first time nude before me.  I have seen your pictures on your blog, but they only provided a two-dimensional image of what is now before me. For a few moments I simply marvel at the beauty of the male form you represent. You have a dusting of hair around your nipples, which are deep brown pink and erect. Your solar plexus is hairless, but then starting at your navel you have the most irreverent treasure trail of brown hair that travels down to where it flares around your penis’ base.

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Your cock stands out at a slightly upward angle in front of you, hard of course, with the foreskin pulled back on its own (I believe you told me your foreskin index was CI-3) revealing the most beautiful, glistening mushroom head that has a small, glistening pearl of clear serum at its tip. Your scrotum, enclosing your balls, is haired and slightly pulled up toward your perineum. As I watch, I can see a slight up and down pulsing of your rigid shaft, reflecting the coursing of blood through your beautiful body.

“My God, you are so sexy.” I tell you.

I can see that small pearl of serum grow at your opening and before it leaves your slit you take your finger and rub the glistening nectar around your flared head.  Your cock jumps at this first touch and you reflexively emit a low moan.

You then take hold of your cock at its base and present it to me, moving it around and shifting your position so I can get a thorough look.  You point your cock upward, and because your foreskin is pulled back I can see the ridged band and frenulum, so clearly delineated and stretched into a razor sharpness.

I can see the flare of your corona and the smooth glistening surface of your glans. The orbs of your balls are symmetrically oblong and smooth within your scrotum.  Your shaft has several engorged veins that run down its length.

You gently take hold of your retracted foreskin and moved it forward, slowly, until it covers your head, groaning with the pleasure caused by this combination of pressure, friction and movement.  As your foreskin advances more precum now gathers at your cock slit.

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“How amazing that fluid is”, I say as I look up.

“I know. I call it pure nectar and salty honey.”

Slowly you pull your foreskin back again, and the gathered nectar spreads over your head as you take your other hand and spread it over and under the flared ridge and start to tease in a circular motion your ridged band, that sweet spot on the underside of your upper shaft.

“How does that feel?” I ask. Your simple answer is a low moan as you close your eyes and throw back your head.

Now you move toward the bed and lay yourself out, propped up on some pillows so we can look at each other. If I look to my right I can see your reflection in the mirror next to the bed, getting a slightly obliqued angular view of your body and genitals. You spread out your legs so I have this glorious view of your inner thighs, your perineum, your scrotum and your cock.

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“Are you going to use any lube?” I ask.

You answer that your Cowper’s Glands are very prolific with the slightest provocation, producing such ample amounts of precum that there is simply no need. In addition, you tell me, that you plan on practicing emission tonight, where you bring yourself to the sweet edge of orgasm but then stop just short of it.

With your glands primed from the past week of abstinence and anticipation, you know they will flood your urethra with seminal milk, and it will spill in abundance. This you will also use as lubricant. “My own fluids will amply take care of me; there is simply nothing more warm and slick to take me repeatedly to my edge.”

You now take another bead of glistening precum which has made its way to the surface, and spread it over your head and the upper part of your shaft. Your cock is starting to have a wet shine. With your fingers placed on either side of your midshaft you take your retracted foreskin and start to slowly advance and retract it up and down over your glans. I notice your toes start to curl as your breathing deepens.

“Fuck, that feels so good,” you say. After about the 15th round of this slow rhythmic movement, I can see your balls start to draw up and your breathing gets shorter. “I am so ready that I need to be careful. Even this little bit of stimulation has me on the edge already.” I can tell because with each pass of foreskin forward, more and more precum has emerged.

Since you have been pointing your cock straight up, a large pool of precum has built up and starts to drip down both sides of your cockhead in two steady streams. As the right side reaches the ridge it takes flight for a brief moment until it touches one of your fingers. Stopping this simple stroke, you take the contents of your Cowper’s and spread it over your very wet head, and down your shaft, occasionally taking one finger to circle your sweet spot, until the entire length of your penis is glistening.

“I feel so full. My balls and internal glands feel engorged and aching, yet we have hardly started.”

You let your cock fall onto your belly and you spread your legs farther. With one hand you start to massage your perineum and with the other you cup your balls, encircling them while giving them a slow squeeze, pulling them away from your body.

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“This is a good technique when I am close, you see. My balls retract up, as if they want to return home in preparation for ejaculation. Pulling them away and stretching my scrotum helps me off the edge.” You then encircle your sack and squeeze, and your wrinkled scrotal skin smooths as your testicles push up against it. Placing your hand over your sack you now start the most delicious massage of your testicles, pulling them down and away, stretching your scrotum.

Your cock remains hard, and in the mirror I can see a shiny pool of precum collecting on your lower belly as you continue to leak. Clearly you know your produce. The idea of lube seems almost absurd given this bounty your glands have already created.

As you continue this massage you use your other to scoop up a small amount of your precum and you bring it to your face. Keeping your soaked finger several inches above your head you allow the liquid to slowly slide down and off you fingertip in a large viscous teardrop. I watch, mesmerized, as it slowly falls onto your outstretched tongue.

“Amazing,” I say. “How does it taste?”

“Slightly sweet and salty. The texture is what gets me, though, the smooth, sensual thickness of it. That’s why I call it salty honey.”

“Some more,” I ask?

You smile and this time take two fingers, dip them in and repeat this. There are two larger pearls now from each finger and you hungrily take them inside your mouth.

Now you say you need to relieve some pressure, your glands are so full. “If I don’t, I’m not sure I’m going to be able to hold off the point of no return. I didn’t abstain for a week for a ruined ejaculation.”

…to be continued!

Poll No. 46 Results

June 14, 2015

We Have a Favorite Cockhead-Chart!

At the end of my post Cockhead Galore (2) I invited you to vote in the now closed poll # 46 to determine the hottest of the 10 cockhead-charts. The multiple choice option gave you the chance to select your three front-runners.

The feedback was less enthusiastic than expected. Look at the results of an old poll (# 16) and notice that the helmet/glans was the clear winner when asked what part of the penis you love/enjoy the most! The number of votes in favor for the cock-head then exceeds the total number of votes for the whole poll # 46 now (which was open for 6 weeks). – Poll # 16:

poll 16

However, we do have a clear lead! Most of you voted for Chart # 7B:

chart #7B

The two runner-ups are on a par! They are Chart # 1 and Chart # 5:

chart #1 chart #5

Please have a look at the complete poll # 46 results:

poll 46

The only chart without a vote is Chart # 7A!? That´s curious, no vote at all, although those nine specimen are just as appetizing as all the others featured in the two posts (my humble opinion)!?

By the way, my personal favorite – after quite a while of weighting – is Chart # 2. Yet my favorite povs are # 4 and corresponding # 6.

Thanks to all participants!!

Cockhead Galore (2)

May 1, 2015

The show continues in this post!

Again, for your orientation take a look at the pov-compass. In this post you will enjoy chart #5 thru chart #8.

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Let´s move on with our journey around the male´s glans, covering it with views from major angles:

Chart #5 gives us the gorgeous visuals of a cock´s so highly sensitive tissue delta exactly vis-a-vis:

chart #5

Chart #6 completes the selection of views of a cock´s underside:

chart #6

Chart #7A lets us study differences of the helmet designs and their coronal shapes – still:

chart #7A

Chart #7B is one of the two bonus charts. 😉

chart #7B

Chart #8 completes the whole pov/chart-circle with the last nine delicious cockheads summing it up to 90 great specimen!

chart #8

If you were wondering about the cock-shafts that come with the presented heads you could find them here!! All credits go to this sole source and its provider Edgard.

Please participate in the current poll # 46 to determine the hottest of the 10 cockhead-charts! You can choose up to three charts for your vote. This poll will be up for a rather limited time only.

Remember to click on a chart to enlarge it. 🙂