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January 15, 2021

Gay Erotica Excerpt If The Seas Catch Fire

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Excerpt From The Best Selling Gay Erotica Novel

 

Continuing our series on how erotica (reading it for yourself or out loud to your partner) can boost your sex life, we bring you an exciting novel by L.A. Witt.

First, let’s set the scene:

Sergei Andronikov, a stripper at a seedy nightclub, recently intervened when some goons were roughing up a prominent La Cosa Nostra underboss named Domenico Maisano. Domenico wants some answers about what Sergei saw that night, but more than anything, he’s intrigued by Sergei himself. Dom is deeply closeted in the name of self-preservation, but Sergei is waking up desires he’s tamped down for years. What Dom doesn’t know is that Sergei lives a double life—not only is he a stripper, he also moonlights as a hitman, and he’s determined to bring down all the Mafia families keeping their town in a stranglehold. Including Dom’s.

Tonight, Dom has returned to the strip club and hired Sergei for a private dance, which is usually what mafiosi do when they want to hire him for a hit… 

Sergei led Domenico to one of the private booths in the back. Roy the bouncer met his eyes, and Sergei gave him a nod. Code for “Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” He’d stay close enough to intervene if shit went down, but otherwise he’d keep his back turned and watch the other guys giving their dances. Then he’d get a cut of whatever Sergei made from the against-club-policy activities he’d turned a blind eye to. He got fifty bucks for ignoring a blowjob that never happened, and Sergei got a shitload more than that for taking whatever contract was offered to him in hushed tones behind a curtain. 

Or maybe, unlike all his other brethren who came in here with wads of cash, Domenico really wanted a lap dance.

Sergei pulled the curtain across, and didn’t quite know why his heart was beating so fast as he turned to face Domenico. 

The Italian unbuttoned his jacket and lowered himself into the crimson armchair. Most guys flopped down on the cushion and waited like a drooling dog for the show to get started. Not this guy. Arrogant Mafioso, royalty in name only, he sat like an overlord taking his throne instead of a sleazy asshole panting for dick in a chair where a thousand men before him had blown their loads.

The music came on. 

Sergei assumed his usual provocative stance, standing close enough to fuck with his mind and pulse while he ran his hands up and down his own sides. Here’s the goods. You like what you see?

“So.” Sergei gazed down at him. “You want more information, I assume.”

“Not this time.” Domenico met his eyes, and he grinned, knowingly and dangerously. “This time I want a dance.”

That was… unexpected. This was the moment when his contacts usually started speaking in code, and “a dance” wasn’t part of that code.

Sergei ran the tip of his tongue across his lip. “Just a dance?”

“Yes.” The long, lingering down-up Domenico gave him, his breath hitching here and there, raised goose bumps on Sergei’s mostly exposed flesh. When their eyes met again, Domenico spoke just loud enough for Sergei to hear him over the music, “I suspect with you involved, there’s no such thing as just a dance.”

Apparently he wasn’t here in any official capacity. And maybe he’d given up on his pursuit of more details about the night they’d met. Sergei would certainly keep his guard up, but if Domenico wanted a dance… 

Sergei stripped down to his G-string, watching Domenico’s eyes widen. He swore he could feel the man’s pulse rising, especially when Sergei stepped closer and slid a knee between his thighs. Domenico parted them farther, and his fingers curled over the edges of the armrests. Maybe the arrogant overlord…wasn’t. Eyes wide and spine stiff, knuckles turning white, he suddenly seemed in over his head.

“You ever had a dance like this?”

He gulped, and a flicker of something—nerves?—broke the rest of the calm and cool façade. Slowly, he shook his head.

“Rules are simple.” Sergei climbed onto his lap, sliding his hands over broad shoulders. “I dance. You don’t move. Don’t touch me. Got it?”

His eyes were fixed on Sergei’s abs, and as he nodded, he whispered, “Yeah.” He looked Sergei up and down. “My God…”

“Why did you come back?” 

“I had to.” Domenico’s voice was just loud enough to be heard. “I can’t…” His gaze drifted up and down Sergei’s torso. “Can’t stop thinking about you.”

Sergei swallowed. Gay wise guys weren’t unheard of, but they didn’t last long. 

“What’s your name?” Domenico asked again.

Sergei shook his head. “It’s not important.”

“Isn’t it?”

“No.” 

“Do I ever get to know what it is?”

“Why do you need to know my name?” Sergei turned around and leaned back against him, pressing his ass against an incredibly hard cock and his shoulders against Domenico’s broad chest. “My name isn’t relevant. You don’t know what it is, but I’m still turning you on, aren’t I?”

“Yes. Yes, you are.” The man’s breath tickled the side of Sergei’s neck.

Sergei lifted himself up and faced Domenico again, settling onto his lap as he added, “That’s all you need to know, isn’t it?”

“I don’t need to know anything. I want to know.” He slowly ran his tongue across his lips. “Just like I want to know what it feels like to…” He trailed off, gazing drifting over Sergei’s body, and if Sergei had been able to breathe—what the fuck is going on?—he’d have asked him to finish his sentence. 

Dance. You’re here to dance.

Sergei ground against him, and the firm ridge of Domenico’s cock beneath his balls made his pulse soar. And not only that, it made him hard. Sergei often got into it when he was dancing, and sometimes if a guy was particularly hot, he even got a little turned on.

But not like this.

Domenico’s eyes flicked downward, and he gulped. “That… that G-string isn’t quite big enough for you.”

Sergei glanced down. “Isn’t when I’m like this.” And he was rarely like this when he danced. Fuck. 

“Maybe you should take it off.”

“Can’t take everything off,” he murmured. “The… the law.”

Domenico’s eyes flicked up and met his, burning with lust. “You think I’m gonna report you?”

Sergei glanced back at the curtain. Then he stood and shimmied out of the G-string.

There was something deliciously dangerous and irresistibly sexy about this. Though a G-string hardly counted as clothing, losing it left him feeling like he’d just thrown off ten protective layers. Like he’d gone from fully-dressed to naked in just a few beats, and now he was against Domenico, cock and balls rubbing against the soft silk of his shirt and tie.

“You’re breaking the rules,” Domenico breathed, and Sergei swore he could hear his heartbeat in his voice. “Does that mean I can too?”

For five thousand dollars and that look in your eye? You can do any damned thing you want.

“I don’t think you want to break the rules.” He wrapped his arms around Domenico’s neck, pressing his dick against the man’s chest and bringing his abs close enough to Domenico’s face to feel his breath. “You like looking without touching.” He slowly fucked against him, his own head spinning as the smooth silk turned his nerve endings to pure electricity. “Don’t you?”

Domenico exhaled hard, the warm air whispering across Sergei’s abs and making him gasp. “I want… I want to touch you.”

“I know you do.” Sergei leaned forward enough to murmur in his ear, “But this turns you on. Doesn’t it?”

Domenico shivered beneath him. “Everything about you turns me on.”

Likewise. It shouldn’t, but… shit.

Sergei leaned down to let his lips almost touch Domenico’s neck, teasing him with their proximity, and as goose bumps sprang up on the Italian’s skin, they sprang up on his too. He was too turned on to think. More turned on than he should’ve been. And he didn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop.

Dizzy and breathless, he let his lips graze Domenico’s neck, and he was rewarded with a helpless moan that made his whole body tingle.

And before he could think twice, he whispered, “My name—” He shivered hard, thrusting against him like he was thrusting inside him. “Sergei.” His pulse sped up—none of his contacts had his real name, but Domenico did. Why? He didn’t know. He didn’t care. He just needed… this time… “My name is Sergei.”

“Sergei,” Domenico breathed, as if it was the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. “Are you close?” He looked up at Sergei, eyes wide and watering. “Please tell me you’re close.”

“I…” Oh God, he was. Sergei had never gotten off in one of these rooms, never come during a lap dance, but he was right there on the edge, on the brink of blowing his load all over this Italian’s expensive shirt, and he should’ve backed off, but he wasn’t interested in coming to his senses. He wanted nothing else in that moment, nothing more in the whole fucking world, than to come. 

Sergei sat up, holding onto Domenico’s shoulders, and thrust against him, and Domenico groaned and whispered, “Ooh, yeah…” 

“Gonna…” Sergei gripped his shoulders tighter. “Oh shit…” His eyes rolled back, his balls tightened, and even over the deafening music, he heard himself whimper.

“God, yeah,” Domenico groaned. “That’s… shit, that’s hot. Come, Sergei.”

Everything went white. Sergei arched against him, thrusting against wet silk until a shudder almost knocked his arms out from under him. He slumped over Domenico, trembling from head to toe. This was the first time ever—since he’d discovered he could make a fortune by grinding against a man in a dark back room—that he’d come during a lap dance. That he’d even come inside this godforsaken building. 

And he’d come all over Domenico’s shirt and tie. For a split second, he thought Domenico would get upset, but then the breathless Italian whispered, “That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

“G-good.” Sergei licked his lips as he struggled to hold himself up on shaking arms.

“Can I touch you?”

Sergei swallowed. It was strictly against club policy, but so was coming on a guy’s shirt during an illegally naked lap dance. Nothing about Domenico pegged his danger radar now—chances were, he had no idea who Sergei really was, and at least the men near the top in his world were usually civilized when it came to those not involved in the Mob.

“Yeah,” Sergei panted. “You can—” 

Domenico cupped Sergei’s face and kissed him. 

Every instinct Sergei had honed as both a killer and a stripper screamed at him to shove the man back and get the fuck out of there, but…

But.

Domenico’s fingers twitched against the sides of Sergei’s face. His lips were softer and gentler than he’d thought they could be. If not for the coarse stubble abrading his chin, Sergei might’ve forgotten this uncertain tough guy was a Sicilian wise guy. That he was Domenico Maisano, for God’s sake.

He couldn’t help it—his curiosity got the best of him. He opened to Domenico’s kiss, and let himself be pulled in closer as Domenico gently explored his mouth. Against his better judgement, he slid a hand into Domenico’s hair, cradling the back of his head as lips and tongues sent Sergei’s pulse into overdrive. Domenico was tentative, and yet bold at the same time, his hands light on Sergei’s skin even as his mouth demanded more. 

Eventually, Sergei lifted his head. Domenico stared up at him, and goddamn, he looked as surprised as Sergei felt. They were both out of breath, Sergei’s hips pressed against Domenico’s rock-hard dick, and even though Sergei had already come, that look in Domenico’s eyes sent his heart rate surging upward.

The bass in the lounge thumped against Sergei’s nerve endings, reminding him where he was, why he was here, what the laws and common sense said he could and couldn’t do. 

Knees shaking, Sergei got to his feet, thankful for the muscle memory that kept the motion graceful and deliberate when he felt this clumsy.

As Sergei pulled on his G-string, Domenico rose. He didn’t say a word, and they both cleaned off and straightened their clothes, Domenico tugging at his tie and his sleeves while Sergei shimmied into the barely-there leather shorts.

Then they faced each other, and before Sergei could make heads or tails of any goddamned thing, Domenico held up a card between two fingers. “I want to see you again.”

Sergei took the card. His mind knew of at least a thousand reasons why that was a bad idea, but his body was definitely intrigued. He shouldn’t have wanted a damned thing to do with him, and he should’ve turned tail and gotten the fuck away from him, but he wanted to know what it was like to get him alone. 

“See me again?” Sergei thumbed the edge of the card. “When?”

“Soon.” Domenico ran the backs of his fingers down Sergei’s arm. “Very soon.”

Sergei looked him up and down, sizing him up. Domenico was a few inches taller, and much wider in the shoulders. If Sergei didn’t know a fuckton of ways to kill men twice his size without breaking a sweat, he’d have backed away. He told himself that, anyhow. Standing this close to him, smelling his cologne and sweat as Domenico loomed over him with cum all over his shirt, Sergei was half-tempted to suggest they fuck there and then. 

He’d probably lost all the good sense he’d had left, but at least he was losing it with someone who had as much reason as he did to keep his trap shut. More reason, actually. All Sergei had to do was leak it to the world—or the media—that he’d had sex with Domenico Maisano, and his family would have him killed. Fags didn’t last long in their world. 

Sergei wasn’t worried about his own safety. Only a handful of Mafiosi knew who he was. They all knew him by reputation, but nothing more. His very, very select few contacts knew his face and his profession, but they didn’t know his real name, and they absolutely knew what would happen if they betrayed his confidence. Outside those contacts, no one—least of all the man in front of him with the cum-stained shirt—knew the killer who handled the lion’s share of all three families’ hits was a smart-mouthed bleach blond stripper. 

“There’s…” He hesitated. “There’s a motel near the waterfront. The Sandpiper. My shift is over at one thirty.”

Domenico glanced at his watch. Then he nodded. “I’ll meet you there.”

“Get a room. Put it under the name Sullivan.”

“Okay.”

They held each other’s gazes. Then Domenico straightened his wet tie, buttoned his jacket, and started to go, but then he paused. He met Sergei’s eyes. “By the way, um… thanks. For what you did that night. In the alley.”

“Don’t mention it.” Sergei hadn’t done it for any altruistic reasons, but he had to admit, he was glad this guy hadn’t been killed. In a weird way, he was starting to like him.

They held each other’s gazes for a few more seconds. Then Dom broke eye contact and brushed past Sergei.

Sergei exhaled. He ran a shaky hand through his hair, wondering what the hell had just happened. Or what was going to happen later tonight. Or why in the world he thought this was anything but a stupid, potentially deadly idea.

Mind reeling, he straightened his hair just for something to do. Then he headed back out to the lounge. 

Domenico was nowhere to be seen. Good. He was serious about the whole discretion thing, and wasn’t a complete fuckwit about it. 

Sergei looked down at the card in his hand. There was a handwritten phone number and nothing else. If he had any sense at all, he’d have set that card on fire and never let Domenico cross his mind again.

But it was too late for that. Sergei was intrigued.

He had to know what it was like to fuck Domenico Maisano.

. . .

Keep reading this sexy story, or hell, listen to it on audible.

Author’s Website: http://www.gallagherwitt.com 

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January 5, 2021

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January 5, 2021

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THE PROBLEM

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These are the kind of thoughts that low libido men use to form a man-moat, keeping their lovers away. Some of your observations may be true (you probably are fatigued) but they still keep you stuck in a place you’d rather not be.

 

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About The Author
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January 1, 2021

Gay erotica excerpt Lost In New York

How Erotica Can Help Your Sex Life

 

Welcome to our new series exploring how gay erotica can help your sex life.  Sexologists discovered a long time ago that erotica can super-charge your libido in the long run, put you in the mood in the short run and give you perpetually creative ideas in the bedroom.

The turn-on doesn’t just come from reading it yourself but also from reading it out loud to your partner.  Or partners, we don’t judge.

First up in our series is Felice Steven’s Lost In New York. This short excerpt shows you how the opening stages of a romantic kiss can light a fireplace despite the absence of wood!

Enjoy.

Nate ran a finger down my cheek, and my breath caught. He hooked it into the knot of my tie and pulled me close. “Come back with me to mine?” he whispered, his hot breath sweet from the wine. “No pressure. Another glass of wine or a coffee. Just…I don’t want to be alone right now.”

He stood before me in his black overcoat, incredibly desirable and handsome as hell. A powerful man, I assumed, and used to getting what he wanted. But I saw the strain in his haunted eyes and the pale skin stretched tight over high cheekbones. 

He’s troubled. Lonely. He could use someone to talk to. 

Like you, a little voice whispered. 

“Okay. I wouldn’t mind a coffee.” 

When his eyes lit up, I thought maybe we weren’t that different. 

Nate lived three blocks away in a charming nineteenth-century brownstone. My mouth watered at the genuine Tiffany stained-glass windows and fanlight arching over the front door. The entrance wasn’t large, but there was a beautiful inlaid wooden floor design set like a starburst. When he closed the door behind me, I glimpsed the original crown molding and the artwork on the walls. Everything inside this house set my antique-loving heart pounding. 

Then Nate touched my face, and my heart pounded for an entirely different reason. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. “Can I kiss you?” 

I swallowed hard and nodded, closing my eyes as his face loomed close. But he didn’t mash his mouth over mine and thrust his tongue inside. No, Nate pressed soft, gentle kisses along my cheek, my eyes, a brief touch to my lips, then traced my jawline with the tip of his tongue. He seduced me with his lips and heated breath, and I shivered at his light, sensuous touch. It was an erotic fantasy come to life, and my body, cold for so long, warmed to him. He licked a wet path down my neck and loosened my tie to open the top buttons of my shirt. 

I looped my arms around his neck, and he pushed me gently so I rested against the door. A single bead of sweat dripped from his chin and hit my collarbone. I ran my fingers through his hair and tipped my head back, allowing his lips access to roam over my jaw until he finally covered my mouth with his and slid his tongue inside. He sucked on mine, and we matched each other stroke for stroke, but I had no doubt who was in charge. This wasn’t a simple kiss. This was possession. 

His leg slid between mine, and his strong thigh pushed against my rapidly thickening dick. “Oh God, what the hell?” I choked out, the pleasure exploding like a fireball in my chest as I rode against him. I fought the greedy rush of hunger to be taken right there. I was ready for him to fuck me. I wanted… “Nate, please. Stop.” 

Suddenly I stood alone, Nate stepping away immediately. I fought to remain standing, my legs weak, chest heaving with exertion to take in air. Flushed and wild-eyed, Nate braced his hands on his knees and bent at the waist, his harsh breath echoing in the empty house. 

Not again. 

If I didn’t stop, it would happen all over again. When my world righted itself, shame rolled through me. “I’m sorry. I don’t usually…I don’t know what happened. I’m not a tease, I swear. I never get so carried away, so quickly. I can’t believe it.” 

Nate passed his hands over his hair, smoothing the waves I’d messed up. “It’s not your fault. Don’t apologize.” His grin softened the tired lines of his face, rendering him almost boyish. “It’s been a while for me.” He studied me, his gaze warming as it lingered, and my body responded with an answering tug of lust low in my belly. 

“For me too.” And that scared me. I knew I needed to leave, because if he tried to touch me again, I’d do anything he wanted. “It’s getting late. I should go.” 

. . .

Keep reading this sexy story by downloading the Kindle version of the book.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Felice Stevens has always been a romantic at heart. She believes that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending around the corner. Her characters have to work for it, however. Like life in NYC, nothing comes easy and that includes love. You can reach her at:

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December 31, 2020

What Happens On A Gay Porn Set Part 4

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Part 4

In this series, we’re going to explore what happens on a gay porn set with a special emphasis on what we can learn from it in our own sex lives.

How They Film

A pious, religious man checks into a hotel and says, “I hope the porn channel in my room is disabled.” The front desk clerk replies, “No, it’s regular porn, you sick bastard.”

No matter what kind of porn you ask for at a hotel—or search for in your browser—chances are they share the same production and performance dynamics. Here are a few we discovered in our research.

A Minute Takes An Hour To Shoot

Most gay porn videos go from eye glance to anal penetration in less than ninety seconds, but porn stars never show up to a shoot and start banging instantaneously.

It typically takes between five and eight hours to shoot a typical screwing scene.  Even a simple blowjob scene takes an average of about two hours to film. One famous director put it this way: “There’s no formula.  It really just varies from director to director.  But on average, I would say that it could probably take 4-6 hours to produce 30 minutes of usable tape.”

This poses a big problem for the top. How do you keep erect for that long when the Viagra wears off? It’s no picnic for the bottom either. He’s got to keep his starfish winking for hours and hours at a time.

Your favorite porn scenes may seem spontaneous and intense, but they’re not. Staged to death, they take an eternity to shoot.

Filming Out Of Order

On-screen you might see oral seamlessly transitioning into anal, but it never happens that way. Sequencing happens in the editing bay, not on the set. For example, it isn’t unusual for a foreplay scene to be shot after everyone’s ejaculated.

The tried-and-true formula of porn – a little bit of kissing leading to a lot of sucking leading to hardcore penetration – is made possible through the magic of editing. Rarely is there a natural transition from one activity to another.

Once the banging starts, there are frequent time-outs for position changes, lighting, and sound correction—even the odd pubic hair stuck on the camera lens. Every two-minute clip of different positions – riding, doggie, missionary – can take at least an hour to shoot.

This, of course, poses some continuity issues. If you’re an avid porn viewer, I’m sure you’ve caught “continuity errors” like seeing the top sporting boots he wasn’t wearing ten seconds ago.

Lastly, a top rarely pulls out and delivers the money shot without a fair amount of time in unseen masturbating. Making it appear otherwise is how video editors make their money.

Straight Guys In Gay Porn

One of the most shocking aspects of the gay porn industry is the number of straight performers in it.  It’s hard to quantify just how many because the number depends on whom you ask. There is a wide discrepancy in estimates but of the porn industry folks we interviewed, it ranged from as low as 20% to as high as 50%.

Some gay performers don’t think they’re all that hetero.  One told us, “No, if those guys are there, they’re not really straight.  They’re turned on by the cameras. It’s kind of secretive and dangerous. It’s like they’re getting away with something that they’re not supposed to be doing.”

Still, most industry folks believe there are plenty of hetero performers in gay porn.  Which brings us to the question of how straight guys get hard for their gay partners. “They would prepare the same way as any other guy would prepare,” one gay performer told us.  “They use a lot of Viagra! But as straight guys, they’re more focused on the money, how much money are they going to make rather than will this feel good. They usually have their girlfriend fluff them or have straight porn available so they can stay erect.”

Wax, Wax, Baby

Some studios require, as a standard of performance, to wax your anus.  This is changing somewhat as natural hair is beginning to find some popularity.  Here’s how one performer put it, “If I bottom for a scene, I wax.  I would never shoot a scene if I waxed that day, but I would bottom if I had waxed within seven days of the day that I waxed.  I would have a groomer wax. The personal groomer is from the spa, the same guy who does my manicures. It’s hard to find somebody though at a legal establishment who is willing to do that kind of personal service at a reasonable cost.”

Yes, waxing can be a rip-off.

And The Academy Award Goes To…

Bottoms are the only real actors on a porn shoot, and often their work is worthy of an Oscar. The porn star bottom has to make viewers feel like they’re engulfed in the flames of sexual ecstasy—even though they’ve often taken more pleasurable shits than the banging they’re experiencing on set.

That also applies to the times you see a bottom writhing in rapy pain. He’s acting.

Hung or Photoshopped Hung?

The one thing you don’t want your boyfriend to do when you’re both watching porn is to elbow you, point, and say, “Now, that’s a cock!”

But it turns out that the cock he’s pointing to may not be very big. Not everyone’s hung in porn. It just looks like they are. As we’ve all learned from trading dic pics on hookup apps, creative camera work can make a daffodil look like the trunk of a palm tree. It’s no different with porn.

Interestingly, directors also heavily edit performers that are hung like bison. That’s because some angles can make the big look small. This is when the porn director becomes a physical artist, figuring out how a cocked leg or hyper-pronounced back arch can further enhance the endowment of the well-endowed.

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How To Cum More And Shoot Further Part 8

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The Harder You Get The Further You’ll Go.

The more blood that rushes to your penis the further you’ll cum. This chapter will show you some neat tricks that will get your dick harder than a frozen turkey.

In healthy men, desire and blood flow go hand in hand. Well, there are times when the blood doesn’t follow the desire. Often it’s a lifestyle choice that’s getting in the way. Smoking, for example. It narrows the blood vessels so that eventually your erections don’t get as hard. The single best way for a smoker to get harder hard-ons is to STOP SMOKING.

The same thing goes for heavy drinkers. Alcohol mugs libidos. It sneaks up behind you, knocks you to the ground and steals your valuables. It relieves you of your libido and absconds with your performance. Alcohol metabolizes in the liver, which is also responsible for metabolizing testosterone, a crucial sex hormone. Too much liquor and your liver may start converting your testosterone to estrogen, contributing to a loss of sex drive. Alcohol also dulls the nerves that transmit sensations and decreases the body’s ability to pump blood around the genitals, which is critical to sexual functioning.

True, alcohol has wonderful thigh-splitting properties for the partner you’re hawking on. But like any tool you put in your hand, you have to know how to use it. For the average 150 lbs. man, 3 1/2 drinks is the limit. After that, the only thing that’ll be standing upright in your house is the vacuum cleaner.

It isn’t just drunks that need to worry about alcohol’s ability to put the nix on dicks, it’s also guys who want to shoot further. Maximum blood flow to the penis is critical for you to shoot far. You don’t have to stop drinking altogether but you probably shouldn’t have more than two drinks if you want peter to paint the porpoise with a big splash on the canvas. In moderate amounts alcohol actually causes blood vessel dilation, which is why people feel warmer when they’re drinking.

What If You Don’t Drink Or Don’t Smoke?

Then get a life! Seriously, what if you don’t do either and still want to improve blood flow? A regular exercise regimen promotes blood flow so get thee to a gym, a court or a track.

And speaking of the gym, I have some great advice to get your partners more turned on—make sure they work out with you. Neuroscientists at the University California at Berkeley recently made a breakthrough discovery: Sniffing a compound of male sweat called androstadienone causes hormonal, physiological and psychological changes in women that result in sexual arousal.

Sweat has been the main focus of research on human pheromones. For example, we’ve known for years that male underarm sweat improves women’s moods and affects their secretion of luteinizing hormone, which helps stimulate ovulation. Androstadienone is a derivative of testosterone that is found in all body secretions but it is in especially high concentrations in male sweat.

In the most recent trials, women were asked to take 20 sniffs from a bottle containing androstadienone. Don’t worry, they didn’t gag. It smelled vaguely of musk. When compared to sniffing a control odor (yeast), the women who sniffed androstadienone reported significantly higher sexual arousal. Researchers also noted an increased physiological response, including blood pressure, heart rate and breathing. These results were consistent with previous studies but they also discovered a tantalizing new development–androstadienone has the power to elevate hormone levels. In this case cortisol, which is associated with alertness and stress. In fact, it remained elevated for a full hour after the sniff test.

So what does all this mean for you?

The treatment applications for this discovery are unclear, but clearly, it will not hurt for you to work out with your partner and be conscious of having them sniff your armpits (I suggest you do it when nobody’s watching). Don’t let them sniff when the smell is so bad it could peel the skin off a battleship. Do it when it smells good. Sweat is naturally odorless. It only begins to smell when bacteria that live on the skin digest sweat and excrete waste. That’s why sweat smells clean in the beginning and slowly turns into mustard gas.

By the way, you don’t have to sweat enough to water a lawn; even a dab will do. Be sure your partner sniffs your armpits when you’re making out, having foreplay or making love. The research is solid and beyond question: Androstadienone changes mood, and increases both sexual arousal (blood flow, lubrication) and physiological arousal (blood pressure, heartbeat). This doesn’t mean taking a few sniff of your pits will make your partner’s ankles float to the ceiling. They won’t yell, “Take me like a vitamin!!” The effects are far more subtle. What it does mean is that you have one more proven way to arouse your partner and that in itself will improve your blood flow!

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December 9, 2020

How To Cum More And Shoot Further Part 7

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To cum further, you have to exert more pressure in your reproductive system. Exercising your PC muscles to make your muscles contract harder (and consequently push out the semen more forcefully) is going to be a big help. But those muscles will do their job a lot better if you give them more to work with.

The physics of pressure is at work here– the more weight or mass exerted on the system, the more pressure it creates. The more compression in a small system (like your urethra), the more explosive the release will be.

Obviously, the more semen you have the more pressure it puts on your reproductive system to release it forcefully. So how do you get more semen in your system? Three ways.

1. Drink More Water.

The amount of what comes out of your body is directly associated with the amount that comes in. Want to shit more? Eat more. Want to pee more? Drink more. Want to cum more? Same thing. And by drink, I mean water, not beer!

Ninety five percent of your ejaculate is liquid. Sperm only makes up about 5% of it. If you don’t drink enough water you are robbing your ejaculate of more volume. It’s that simple. You should be drinking at least eight 8-ounce glasses of water a day. A good rule of thumb is to look at the color of your urine. The darker it is the more water you need to drink. A well-hydrated person’s urine should be clear, NOT yellow.

This tactic may put a crimp on your martini-swilling ways. If olives come out of your dick when you pee, you’re never going to ejaculate like a porn star. Alcohol dehydrates the body. It doesn’t mean you can’t drink; it just means that you have to drink even more water to compensate for the alcohol. The same thing goes for heavy coffee drinkers.

Remember that semen is water-based. The more you drink the more that will land on your body’s face and body when you’re three feet away. If that doesn’t make you thirsty I don’t know what will.

2. Don’t Jerk Off So Much.

The less you beat off or have sex the more ejaculate that builds up in your system. The good news is that you don’t have to remain abstinent for very long. It only takes the body one or two days to completely replenish its store of ejaculate. If you wait much longer than that it simply gets absorbed by your system. It’s not like you have a storage tank that you can fill for weeks on end.

To give you a sense of how fast your system works to reproduce ejaculate, know that your body produces sperm at an astonishing rate of more than 1500 every second. That works out to almost 200,000,000 sperm cells a day. Because you produce so much sperm on a daily basis your body also quickly produces the semen for the sperm to swim in.

The best way to build up semen is to keep your hands to yourself for 48 hours before you have sex with your partner. A short period of abstinence will ensure you have a bigger load to spray.

3. Trick Your Body into Producing More Semen.

Every time you get close to an orgasm your prostate and seminal vesicles start producing more semen to carry the sperm out. What happens if you stop yourself right before the point of ejaculatory inevitability? The ejaculate recedes from the urethra. While there are no real “storage tanks” to speak of in your reproductive system there is room for some storage and build-up. By masturbating and then refraining from orgasm you essentially “prime the pump,” producing more semen. The process of bringing yourself close to an orgasm but backing away at the last minute is called “Edging.”

The more you “edge” the more you trick your body into producing more semen. By the time you allow yourself to orgasm on your partner’s body they will look like a Jackson Pollock painting. Of course, this takes enormous discipline. Who among us can resist the detonation when it is at hand (or somewhere else)?

You should practice how to divert an orgasm not just for the ability to come like a porn star but so that you can last longer for your partner. You can “edge” before and/or during sex. For example, if you are anticipating sex in the evening you could start the morning by jacking off in the shower but not bringing yourself to orgasm. You could do this throughout the day (talk about torture) or during your session with her. The great thing about “edging” is that it teaches you to be the master of your own domain. If you can control your orgasm you can also control the force with which it comes out.

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How To Cum More And Shoot Further Part 6

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Want to see passion’s power? Try this experiment. Blindfold each other in bed. By subtracting one sense, blindfolds require the other four to work harder. Without vision, two hands can feel like four or six. The intriguing part is that you don’t know where the next touch or probe is going to come from. Sensations are heightened and here’s the best part: Everybody looks like a million bucks!

So here’s how it works: You and your partner blindfold yourselves and sit naked on the opposite corners of the bed. On a whispery count of three, slowly advance toward each other. Touch, explore, discover. What do you do? Where do you go? You don’t know. That’s the point. If neither of you can see each other’s facial expressions during the action, it’ll leave you with a tingling curiosity: “What’s my partner thinking?” “What’s my partner feeling?” Think of it as a blank canvas for the imagination. By depriving yourselves of sight you create anticipation and heighten the senses. When that happens every position is a new position–unless darkness works its mischief and you knock your partner off the bed or they call you by the wrong name.

Talking. The Second Best Thing You Can Do With Your Lips.

Passion pretty much requires talking. Dirty talking. There’s scientific backing for this. Speaking or hearing sexually charged words is known to spike dopamine transmissions in brain chemistry, triggering sexual excitement.

This is how “Tabasco Talk” ignites an erotic loop: You make a sound or say something. Your partners respond. Their acknowledgement of your arousal arouses you. Your excitement excites them and soon you’re both sucked up into a vortex of pleasure.

What Does Talking Sexy Mean?

Most people think “talking dirty” is a vulgar, in-your-face prison-style accounting of what you want to do behind closed doors. But there’s a lot more to it than the lunatic ravings of a horny junkyard dog (although there is much to say for that, too). Learning the art of sexy talk is easy. All you have to do is…

  • Notice the sensations in your body. Express them.
    Ask for what you want. Talk about it.
    Anticipate how good it’s going to feel. Breathe heavy.
    Think about your fantasy. Voice it.
    Notice your partner’s body. Compliment it.
    Does it feel good? Tell your partner.
    Do you like the way they’re touching you? Moan.
    Are you getting hard? Groan.
    Are you close? Announce it.

I Want To Verb Your Noun.

It’s not what you say but that you say. If you think you’ve got to come up with something flowery, STOP. Back up. Let me introduce you to the first rule of Tabasco Talk: NO POETRY. Any word with more than two syllables is a word with too many syllables.

Are your partners too shy? A great way to ease them into it is to practice on the phone when you’re out of town. There’s no eye contact and the distance provides an emotional buffer. Another good way to get comfortable with naughty words is to play a word game I call Naughtirati. Your draw naughty words on your partner’s naked back and they guess what they are. Be playful. This isn’t serious. It’s fun. And wet, too, if you draw the words with your tongue.

Verb Me! Verb Me Now!

It doesn’t matter what you say but the authenticity with which you say it. Well, unless you say something that’s going to break the mood like, “I’m going to drill you with that axis of evil between my legs!”

The objective isn’t creativity; it’s conductivity. Think of talking in bed as caressing your lover with words. Entice, Excite, Enchant. Don’t be captive to silence. Free your tongue, the zest will follow.

Oooh, Ahhh, Huff, Puff, Gasp!

Passion is erotic energy unleashed. The formula is simple: Words + Action= Oh My. Go right, fake left, bend low, go up the middle. Get into it. Zing, zip, rest, start over. And talk, moan, laugh or groan through all of it. It’s sex Tivo style: Play …fast forward…slow motion…stop…rewind…play.

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Next week in the series:  Exerting more pressure on your reproductive system to propel semen out more explosively.

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