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You know how when you’re first starting to fool around with someone on a regular basis, you’re kind of exploring to figure out what it is that they like? I’m not talking about the very first time, because then you’re just trying to put on your best show. You’re a hundred-piece orchestra with fireworks and showgirls on a rotating fountain. But if you keep getting together after the first time, you have to start figuring out just how to rub just what just where (and how often). I mean, it can’t be the Macy’s parade every time. A fifty foot Bullwinkle isn’t so special when you see it everyday.

You don’t want to flat out ask someone what they like. That’s not very sexy…and not much fun. You might as well put them in a paper backless gown and have them fill out a clipboard in a cold sterile room. (The backless gown could come in handy, though.)

So, I’ve always tried to take my cues as to what someone like from what they are doing to me. Think about it. Someone is not going to do something to you that they don’t think is appealing unless you’ve done a call in and requested it. They are going to do what they think feels good. So, if they think it feels good, then they must like it.

If the other guy operates in a similar way and takes his cues from what you do to him, then it can work in your favor in getting what you like. You want your nipples tweaked? Tweak his and I promise you will get your’s tweaked back.

The whole cue thing can just as easily backfire when you have someone who is just trying anything. Just throwing anything out there to see what sticks. The problem is, you take it a s a cue and throw the same thing back. He thinks you like it. You think he likes it. And you find yourself caught in a vicious cycle of wishing each other would move on to something else.

It’s going to come as no surprise to any of you that when I’m messing around, I like to have my pecker played with. But then, what man does not like his pecker played with? We’ve been playing with our own peckers since we were infants. You never see baby girls stuffing their plump little fists inside themselves. But baby boys act like they’ve got super glue on their digits tugging and tugging and giggling like the Teletubbies were on. Show me a man who can go an hour without touching his junk and I’ll show you a man who lost his hands in a thresher accident. And even then, he’ll be trying to swat at it with his stumps.

Since all guys like pecker play, you don’t have to give them clues about that. Unless they are shy or submissive. Some guys like to wait for the whole permission thing. For the record, if we have gotten to that point, you don’t need any permissions. You are a five-star general and I am the Pentagon. Full access. Even so, there are the times I have to take a guy’s hand and place it for him (and maybe a deep growling “Get to work, boy” for good measure.)

Now, here’s the thing about picking up cues and pecker play. The specific way a guy plays with your meat is often not the same way he want’s his played with. Particularly if he’s really enamored with cocks. because then, how he plays with it all depends on what it is about your particular dong that fascinates him. What fascinates me is the number of different ways different guys will play with your jewels.

Some guys are strokers, some are jackers. There’s squeezers and pinchers and sniffers and kissers. There’s tuggers and yankers. I had guys who like to just bounce it in their palm cause they liked the heft. I knew one guy who would take the head between his thumb and forefinger and gently shake it until it hardened.

The attorney? I’ve discovered he’s a roller. He’s a real hands-on type. Whether it’s serious foreplay or just kicking back on the sofa, if he’s got a free hand, it’s on my dong. And his favorite thing to do is press my meat against my thigh and run the heel of his hand across it width-wise like it was a rolling pin…or a Cuban cigar.

It amuses me. I never had a roller before. But I’m not complaining. It does the trick and leads to other explorations. I mean, what’s a cigar for, if not for smoking?

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