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This thread is about your finest orgasm. We all can describe it in 14 pages are more, but can you describe it in a post? Here’s my most memorable.
The beautiful teaser and I sat naked on the side of the bed. I coaxed my beauty to recline and let me take him in my arms. But, teasing, he did not look at me. Indeed, he looked the other way and without concern picked up a monthly magazine and leafed through it. Again my coaxing. Come lie with me and let me embrace you. Still looking at his magazine, the tease takes my penis in his hand and brings me to orgasm. I dash to the bathroom so as not to soil the fixtures, as spasms continue. Then returning, seeing the beautiful tease before me, the spasms begin again. He was still unconcerned and looking at his magazine.
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is
For brothers to dwell together in unity!
Ps 133:1 NASB
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Mine was my first. I was alone, in bed, trying out this new sport my friends had told me about. Casually and gently playing with my little dick until, suddenly, my back arched, and I had my first ever and most memorable orgasm.
I think I was 11.
Solo has always been fun.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Macky
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Sounds wonderful! My first solo orgasm was accidental at age 13. Nobody ever told me about orgasms. I was playing with myself in the bathroom and it just happened. I was so upset, I came very close to throwing up. But by the second time, I was open for business!
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is
For brothers to dwell together in unity!
Ps 133:1 NASB
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I was (I think) deeply in love and he had rejected me saying he was straight and not to be silly. And I dreamed his hand was on me and though I woke up, as you do, it was a wonderful dream!
Love,
Anthony
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There was a second one, when I discovered my prostate. Several years later I learnt where it was, and had a blast once I found out how to stimulate it and reach orgasm at the same time. Solo, of course.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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It was over a new year some thirty-ish years ago. We'd just finished three 18-hour days (with travel time of an hour each way on top), adapting some old pews as tiered seating in a fringe theatre a mate was running. Utterly filthy, we got back completely exhausted around 0300h: too tired to clean up, and ended up on my bed. We were just going to crash ... but it didn't work out like that somehow.
I think it was the extreme tiredness, and relief from the stress of working to a tight deadline (and possibly because neither of us had jerked off for three days - a long time when you're young!). The sex just felt timeless - it went on and on in a space of its own. When I came (some 30 seconds after he did) it was breathtaking, transcendent, almost hallucinatory, and there was an almost instant transition to sleep, with none of the post-sex cuddles I usually expect and enjoy. I may even have fallen asleep during my final spurts - it's certainly the only time I can remember having failed to clean up afterwards.
Of all the wonderful times I had with that guy, this one sticks in the memory most. Apart from the time he was inside me and we both got a fit of the giggles - leading to falling out of bed, and some entirely unwanted internal bruises!
"The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral, begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy. ... Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night devoid of stars." Martin Luther King
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Macky
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So was it a wet dream Anthony? I used to love those.
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is
For brothers to dwell together in unity!
Ps 133:1 NASB
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Macky
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One time, my urologist reached up and pressed my prostate with his finger. It caused precum to come from my penis, to make a microscope slide. Neat trick I thought. Next time I see my urologist, I'll have to ask if he knows any special masturbation techniques. Oh and ask him for cialis too.
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is
For brothers to dwell together in unity!
Ps 133:1 NASB
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I'm not sure which was my finest, but I've had three unforgettable O's that stick out above all the others.
The first, was my first self-induced O. I had been trying for quite some time to have one. I'd had several wet dreams and knew I should be able to produce one myself, but never could quite get there. It finally happened during a sleepover with one of my best friends. He had brought somne girlie mags and we both became quite horny as we browsed through them. I couldn't believe it when he just undid his pants and started playing with himself. Not being one to be left out of the fun, I followed suit. He got off looking at the magazines. I got off looking at him. I wasn't even trying really. I was just casually rubbing myself when suddenly I erupted. This friend corrupted me completely. He "unknowingly" helped produce my first orgasm. He provided the alcohol the first time I got drunk. He provided the pot the first time I got high. He was there the first time I got laid (see next paragraph).
When I lost my virginity it was quite a memorable orgasm. Not becasue of the intensity of the orgasm, but because it meant the sex was finally over. I was terrified, confused, and excited beyond belief. At the same time I wnated it to last forever and I wanted it to be over quickly. I had a campout for my 18th birthday party. Me and two of my friends ( one was the boy from above). We were playing cards when three girls from up the street crashed the campout. One was a cousin of one of the others whom I'd met a couple times over the summer. She and I wandered off into the woods and before I knew what was happening she had me lying on the ground with my pants at my ankles and was riding me like there was no tomorrow. I was in shock. The orgasm brought both a sense of reality and a sense of relief. I never saw her again.
The third was the first time I jerked off in front of a girl. She was my favorite girlfriend that I never married. We had come back to my place after an evening out and were on my bed making out. I thought we might have sex for the first time, but she wasn't quite ready. She was more than willihng to provide a bit of manuel stimulation, but couldn't bring me to orgasm. When she tired, I took over. She wanted to watch and turned on a light. She had never seen a guy do it before. It was pretty weird. Nothing at all like with my friend (above). It was exciting and embarrassing. I put on quite the show. Stuff went flying everywhere. She was quite impressed and amazed. That might have been the best one, but I'm not sure.
Think good thoughts,
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Yes, and, I think, the only one I've ever had.
Love,
Anthony
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In UK "Special Clinics" it used to be common practice to obtain samples in this manner. It's quick and reliable.
It was then decided that this does not respect the rights of the individual, who is now given a pot to go into a room and have a wank with. This takes longer and is less reliable.
http://jackinworld.com is what you need, not your urologist
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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ray2x
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If I may a bit late, my finest was once with my boyfriend who visited me on a Sunday afternoon to visit and then he took off my short pants and underwear and brought me to climax. My shot arched neetly over his head. I was visibly shivering from his attention
Raymundo
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Dear Raymundo,
You wrote 'short pants' which made me wonder what age you were. In the UK that would usually indicate that you were very young - say under 11. Were you early to puberty?
Love,
Anthony
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ray2x
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Nope, I was not very young at the time. I was actually about 20 at the time. My fashion is to wear short pants. I've grown very comfortable with them on and wear them often. I guess I was never too fond of trousers, especially when wearing them to work. I even occasionally wore short pants to work and it didn't cause any commotions. Sorry for the confusion.
Also, at that time, I was relaxing after a workout and it wasn't by boyfriend's usual behavior to visit unexpected. He had some problem to talk over and we soon had sex too. I guess with the exercise and his surprise, I was more than ready for a lovely climax
Raymundo
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My finest orgasm still remains my first one. It was a complete and utter explosion, unexpected, inside my body (as well as without) with a tingling sensation in the glans which disappeared after my third one.
Hugs
N
I dream of boys with big bulges in their trousers,
Never of girls with big bulges in their blouses.
…and look forward to meeting you in Cóito.
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