Cock Rings -- Tools of Pleasure or Punishment?
A girl asked me about cock rings the other day. What are they for and do guys like them or are they just to help keep the dicks up? How do you explain to a person with a vagina what it feels like to make your cock so full and hard that it almost hurts?
Like a lot of guys, I really like cock rings, but it was really hard (hehe) for me to explain what the appeal was to someone without a penis, because, at least for me, it's all about the feeling.
I don't remember when or how I got my first cock ring. but I do remember approaching puberty and getting erections more and more frequently. They were mysterious and magical, a kind of pounding ache in my young cock, begging for something, but I didn't know what. The shaft would become rock hard, the head would turn purple and become firm and shiny, and my foreskin would slip back, exposing that super-sensitive dome. I'd touch it, stroke it, run my fingers along the veins that bulged down the length of the shaft, and that humiliating ache was just begging, begging for something.
I liked feeling it begging me.
I got a little older and my cock grew bigger fast, and it wasn't long before I was jerking off and ejaculating, many times a day. I guess my inner dom just loved the ache, the intensity of pleasure just before I came, and I started playing to see how long I could extend that ache. I'd go through a magazine and stop at each pretty girl and stroke to the very edge, then stop, wait till it subsided, and turn the pages till I came to the next goddess to worship by stroking and squeezing. and enjoy the suffering, feeling it throb and jerk in my hand, but not allowing myself to come until I reached the end of the magazine. (This is still a great exercise for anyone who wants better control over their orgasms).
During those times when my dripping cock was at the very edge, I discovered I could increase the delightful torment by squeezing the base of my penis shaft, making it even harder, making the veins stand out, making the whole thing a dark purple. And the feeling was amazing! SO sensitive and the pleasure came not just from stroking, but from inside the cock as well.
It just seemed natural to want to increase the pleasure with rubber bands or by tying something around it. It didn't have to be very tight, just a little snug and the torment, and the orgasm when I allowed it, was incredible! If I lay on my back, sperm would shoot six feet straight up and splatter down on my chest and face, and the cock stayed hard enough to make it to come again without waiting, a truly sadomasochistic treat, since the ejaculatory muscles often cramped up. But I still came hard.
By the time I was a teen, I had a couple of rings in my collection-- some steel and some leather, some that fit the base of the cockshaft, and others that fit up against my body just behind the balls. I began to scour hardware stores that also had O-rings and velcro straps that could all be used to punish my willing cock.
I really think jerking off with rings when I was a boy made my cock thicker.
Later I discovered those rubbery jelly rings, and those were amazing. With a steel ring, especially one on the shaft, a really tight one easily brought pressure to the point of pain, but I had to b careful not to come with one or or I'd really injure my cock! I guess the capillaries would break, and I'd have purple blotches and some times swellings on the shaft of my cock. It was probably more scary than anything, but one should never damage sensitive equipment. But those rubbery rings could give a lot of pressure but still give enough to let a boy come a few times!
As an added bonus, as the jelly rings got older, they got harder and less stretchy, and having to work my cock into one and deliberately flex and work that cock seemed to make my erections stronger--I ended up with a very hard cock, indeed.
By this time, I was actually fooling around with women, both girls my age and older women. I didn't take comments from the girls seriously, since they always seemed to be both obsessed and terrified of boys' dicks,, but when a worldly married woman showed amazement at the hardness of my cock, and the fullnesss that I entered with, THAT was a compliment!
They're also a huge turn on to look at.
In college, when I was perfectly straight (as far as I was willing to accept) I "accidentally" bought some all male videos at a porno shop. I'd hide them until my curiosity really built and then watch them a bit at a time, deciding it would be a good sexual exercise to find the turn-on in homosexual stuff, that didn't appeal to me, but then getting into it and letting my body get it's fill of men. The tapes were full of cocks and cum, groups and gang-bangs, rough trade, where one handsome young man pretended to be overpowered and pushed to new limits, like my own ringed dick. But the one scene I really remember was just a very young, smooth guy naked except for the ring clamping tight around the base of his shaft, jerking off awkwardly in front of a group of muscular men. He was slim and wiry and his body and balls were totally hairless, and his enslaved penis was big and purple, very veiny and slightly up-curved..There was no attempt at a story, but I always imagined him being stripped and forcibly ringed and made to humiliate himself while these men watched. In my imagination once he started coming, they'd push him to his knees and fuck his face while continually stroking his squirting dick till the stimulation and multiple ejaculations made him to scream out loud. Sometimes I'd be the lead man making him perform, and sometimes I was the naked boy. But I always came several times every time I saw him.
Since then I've discovered a lot of other great reasons to ring a dick. Some guys say a ring around their balls makes them last longer. Some rings are just really attractive to look at (a girl once bought me a silver chain bracelet to wear behind my balls all the time, and think of her). And cock rings are great when you're adventuring with new things, and stage fright might make it hard to get it up-- like public sex or first bisexual experiences. They can add the extra hardness to overcome a tight pussy or asshole. And I suppose they can also help get it up when you need a little help.
But how do you describe the feeling to a woman? Is it like the pleasurable pain of having your pussy mouth stretched by a big dick or a small fist? I have no idea!
Like a lot of guys, I really like cock rings, but it was really hard (hehe) for me to explain what the appeal was to someone without a penis, because, at least for me, it's all about the feeling.
I don't remember when or how I got my first cock ring. but I do remember approaching puberty and getting erections more and more frequently. They were mysterious and magical, a kind of pounding ache in my young cock, begging for something, but I didn't know what. The shaft would become rock hard, the head would turn purple and become firm and shiny, and my foreskin would slip back, exposing that super-sensitive dome. I'd touch it, stroke it, run my fingers along the veins that bulged down the length of the shaft, and that humiliating ache was just begging, begging for something.
I liked feeling it begging me.
I got a little older and my cock grew bigger fast, and it wasn't long before I was jerking off and ejaculating, many times a day. I guess my inner dom just loved the ache, the intensity of pleasure just before I came, and I started playing to see how long I could extend that ache. I'd go through a magazine and stop at each pretty girl and stroke to the very edge, then stop, wait till it subsided, and turn the pages till I came to the next goddess to worship by stroking and squeezing. and enjoy the suffering, feeling it throb and jerk in my hand, but not allowing myself to come until I reached the end of the magazine. (This is still a great exercise for anyone who wants better control over their orgasms).
During those times when my dripping cock was at the very edge, I discovered I could increase the delightful torment by squeezing the base of my penis shaft, making it even harder, making the veins stand out, making the whole thing a dark purple. And the feeling was amazing! SO sensitive and the pleasure came not just from stroking, but from inside the cock as well.
It just seemed natural to want to increase the pleasure with rubber bands or by tying something around it. It didn't have to be very tight, just a little snug and the torment, and the orgasm when I allowed it, was incredible! If I lay on my back, sperm would shoot six feet straight up and splatter down on my chest and face, and the cock stayed hard enough to make it to come again without waiting, a truly sadomasochistic treat, since the ejaculatory muscles often cramped up. But I still came hard.
By the time I was a teen, I had a couple of rings in my collection-- some steel and some leather, some that fit the base of the cockshaft, and others that fit up against my body just behind the balls. I began to scour hardware stores that also had O-rings and velcro straps that could all be used to punish my willing cock.
I really think jerking off with rings when I was a boy made my cock thicker.
Later I discovered those rubbery jelly rings, and those were amazing. With a steel ring, especially one on the shaft, a really tight one easily brought pressure to the point of pain, but I had to b careful not to come with one or or I'd really injure my cock! I guess the capillaries would break, and I'd have purple blotches and some times swellings on the shaft of my cock. It was probably more scary than anything, but one should never damage sensitive equipment. But those rubbery rings could give a lot of pressure but still give enough to let a boy come a few times!
As an added bonus, as the jelly rings got older, they got harder and less stretchy, and having to work my cock into one and deliberately flex and work that cock seemed to make my erections stronger--I ended up with a very hard cock, indeed.
By this time, I was actually fooling around with women, both girls my age and older women. I didn't take comments from the girls seriously, since they always seemed to be both obsessed and terrified of boys' dicks,, but when a worldly married woman showed amazement at the hardness of my cock, and the fullnesss that I entered with, THAT was a compliment!
They're also a huge turn on to look at.
In college, when I was perfectly straight (as far as I was willing to accept) I "accidentally" bought some all male videos at a porno shop. I'd hide them until my curiosity really built and then watch them a bit at a time, deciding it would be a good sexual exercise to find the turn-on in homosexual stuff, that didn't appeal to me, but then getting into it and letting my body get it's fill of men. The tapes were full of cocks and cum, groups and gang-bangs, rough trade, where one handsome young man pretended to be overpowered and pushed to new limits, like my own ringed dick. But the one scene I really remember was just a very young, smooth guy naked except for the ring clamping tight around the base of his shaft, jerking off awkwardly in front of a group of muscular men. He was slim and wiry and his body and balls were totally hairless, and his enslaved penis was big and purple, very veiny and slightly up-curved..There was no attempt at a story, but I always imagined him being stripped and forcibly ringed and made to humiliate himself while these men watched. In my imagination once he started coming, they'd push him to his knees and fuck his face while continually stroking his squirting dick till the stimulation and multiple ejaculations made him to scream out loud. Sometimes I'd be the lead man making him perform, and sometimes I was the naked boy. But I always came several times every time I saw him.
Since then I've discovered a lot of other great reasons to ring a dick. Some guys say a ring around their balls makes them last longer. Some rings are just really attractive to look at (a girl once bought me a silver chain bracelet to wear behind my balls all the time, and think of her). And cock rings are great when you're adventuring with new things, and stage fright might make it hard to get it up-- like public sex or first bisexual experiences. They can add the extra hardness to overcome a tight pussy or asshole. And I suppose they can also help get it up when you need a little help.
But how do you describe the feeling to a woman? Is it like the pleasurable pain of having your pussy mouth stretched by a big dick or a small fist? I have no idea!
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