My cock

The game is tied, and nobody’s biting.

K asked me to describe my orgasm. Turns out it’s as hard as it sounds.

A menu of fantasies, for the right mouth.

Five minutes of focused attention on my cock, and what I found there: an ache, a hunger, a chill, and a taxonomy of desire I never knew I had.

The list goes on.

The sequel no one asked for, but everyone needed.

Ten adverbs I’d like applied to my cock.

Ten more imaginative frameworks for your enthusiastic consideration.

A handy guide.

Men have the ability to supercharge a sexual adventure, and they have the ability to shrivel my dick. The psychology of both is more similar than you might think.