CBW: Grow your own

Oh yes; growing them is magical. I am missing the last cock I had the pleasure of pleasuring... ;(

Nice pics - it took me a minute to figure out the camera angle.

- liberated coed, long time lurker

[Hey LC! Glad you came out. I agree the camera angle's a bit weird but I'm not bendy enough to use the viewfinder. :-) Seriously though, that's the only angle you can really see into painter's overalls from in real life so I went with that. Thanks. --fl]

I agree! If I may be a bit graphic, there is nothing sexier than a mans cock growing hard when it's pressed up against your body or in your hand or in your mouth.

Wonderful pictures!

Happy CBW!

I know I'm happy!

[Hey, I like graphic! Thanks, Gigi! --fl]

there is something about your pictures that is intriguing.... i think it is the everydayness of it or the feeling of privacy.

beautiful and sexy... thank you!

[Oh *thank* you Needra! I try really hard for an everyday effect. Too much erotica focuses on the extraordinary, with this sort of bias towards the notion that you can't be too thin or too rich. That kind of eliminates all but one in 10,000 of our most erotic experiences. Thanks! --fl]

I adore limp cocks. I love their coyness, the way they hold their heads shyly to one side or the other. I love to make them pay attention to me by taking the whole soft length in my mouth and sucking them hard.

DTG xxoo

[Thanks, DTG. There's such a deep tradition in the world of cocks, and sex in general, being something the man *provides* and it seems like that bias robs our partnes of a lot of the fun. I've mentioned elsewhere that men rarely talk about sex, but the woman in an older couple I know mentioned that her interest in sex has ballooned since her partner's started having erection problems. She sounded like she *really* enjoyed getting him up and keeping him there. (It makes total sense to me -- it would be weird, for instance, if all my partners had always just been ready and waiting and all I had to do was plug myself into them.) Thanks again. --fl]

i love just holding them...feeling the skin...touching, caressing...watching them come to life and grow...

its magic...

peace...

[Thanks, Monkey. You make it sound wonderful. --fl]

Relaxed cocks are beautiful to me. They are full of potential. They remind me of the lovely few moments when one session is over and the next is yet to begin. When you are talking and kissing and playing.

[Oh yeah, that's the best. Thanks, Aag. --fl]

Excellent pictures. very... intimate.

[Thanks, Seraglio. --fl]

I never really thought about it before. But I do enjoy the feeling of a cock as it grows one heartbeat at a time in my hands, mouth or pressed up against my body.

[Wow. One heartbeat at a time. That's a nice way to put it, Ginger. Thanks. --fl]

A soft cock is both enjoyable in its own way, as well as signally future pleasure as it grows. Whether soft from the day's distractions, sleep, or recent play, the feel of smooth skin against my fingertips, the warmth in my hand, the way my tongue plays over the skin seeking the head and slit, drawing it between my lips for its length to rest on my tongue...

Thank you for the reminder of the niceness of soft cocks

[You're welcome, Kitty. The problem, of course, is keeping it soft enough, for long enough, to give someone a chance. :-) --fl]

I watched a bit of Tony Comstock's soon to be released Damon and Hunter - this afternoon and one of my fave bits is the fact that Damon starts out a little soft as he emerges from his jeans and his lover brings him to full attention with his mouth - very, very sexy. Like DGT I love this in my own partner, seeing him grow in my hand, feeling him get bigger in my mouth - a real pleasure!

[I know they spend an awful lot of time in industrial porn trying to manufacture "wood." I get the impression Tony just uses people who are naturally attracted to each other and lets them do what comes, well, naturally. I'm not sure why so few mainstream pornographers do that -- it's not as if it's magic or anything. Thanks, Ell. --fl]

I love it! I didn't know better, once upon a time. I remember somewhere in the early months of my relationship with my (now) husband, the first time I saw him unerect. It made me giggle...and I said those words men cringe to hear, "It's so SMALL!" But since I already knew well not only its true size but its street smarts, he wasn't too offended.

[One of these days I'm going to start out with an ice pack and see just how small I can get it, and then see how much I can make it grow. And yes, it would be even more fun with a volunteer helper but I don't think that's going to happen. :-) Thanks, Lisa. --fl]

...if I raise my hand any higher, I'll be touching the ceiling...picture that spaz kid from Welcome Back, Kotter...

[To paraphrase Rex Harrison in the otherwise execrable 1967 version of Dr. Dolittle "Oh me, oh dear, a most reluctant but sincere monogamist am I." Otherwise I'd book a flight in the morning. But I will say thanks with equal sincerity. Thank you. --fl]

Wonderful photo montage. Many a happy thought comes to mind at the sight of a man in all his naked glory, and knowing that when we're in the same room, he's growing hard because of me. Eh, I'm vain like that.

[I agree that's a form of vanity, but not the kind with a capital V. I like your kind because it's an honest one. Practical too. Thanks, Bella. --fl]