This is a recycled post. What does that mean? Well,
it means it originally appeared as a guest post on a website that has since
ceased to function. I'm sharing recycled posts along the way, because I think
they still have merit and, well, frankly I wrote the darn things, so somebody
should read them! LOL
This one originally appeared on www.sizzlinghotbooks.net, which appears to now be http://sizzlinghotbooks.com/, but I can't find the post. So, I'm sharing it here! It was originally written for the Back to Smut Bash, which happened Sept 2, 2011 through Sept 7, 2011.
THIS POST IS NSFW (NOT SAFE FOR WORK)!
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!
(no, really - there's sploogy cock photos)
Disclaimer: I did not take, nor do I own, the photos used in this post. At this point, I don't even remember where I got them (it's been going on 2 yrs now, folks). If these photos are your property and you want them removed, please e-mail me at dcjuris@stny.rr.com and I will comply immediately.
So. Back to Smut, eh? Well, count me in! I mean, who doesn't
love smut? Obviously you and I both do, or we wouldn't be here, right? In
trying to pick my topic for today, I realized I've got a couple things to talk
about.
First of all, let's talk about cocks.
Okay. I know what you're thinking: What the hell does a pre-op transgender guy know about cocks? Oh…you
weren't thinking that? Well, ya are now, aren't ya? But seriously, though, it's no secret (or I try not to make
it one, anyhow) that my ::ahem:: junk
isn't "real." But that's precisely one of the things I want to talk
about: strap-ons.
This one is mine:
Yeah, didn't think you'd get to see a writer's dick today,
didja? It's a plus size harness (because I don't skinny dip—I chunky dunk), and
yes, my cock is purple. I have other toys, and even other strap-ons, but this
one is my favorite. Like some transmen, I'm comfortable using both my
"natural parts" and my purchased ones, but I have to say, I like my
purchased ones better. And here's why:
1.
No messy clean up. When you're done, just take
it off, toss it on the nightstand, and deal with it tomorrow. Nobody has to
sleep in the wet spot.
2.
Too long? Too thick? Just switch it out for a
different one.
3.
No lag time between "sessions." Aside
from a bad knee, I can keep up with just about anyone.
4.
No confusing innuendo. If the strap-on is on,
then "its" on.
5.
I never have to worry about teeth. Think about
that for a minute, fellas.
So, why don't more stories involve strap-ons? I honestly
don't know. I've gotten a lot of feedback from readers about my transgender
stories, which feature Derek, an FTM (female to male) transman. Many of my now
die-hard readers initially read my first work "Even Guys Cry" with a
little bit of hesitation. Some of them had never read stories involving a
strap-on, and they weren't sure how sexy that could even be, what with one of the participants unable to really feel
anything physically. But overall, they love Derek, and even the staunchest of "I only read regular m/m"
readers has confessed to forgetting Derek's not an "anatomically
correct" male. Which just goes to prove that if the sex is written well,
it doesn't matter if his cock is flesh and blood, or latex.
The only drawback is that lack of physical sensation. I
don't feel if my partner is tight or hot or anything like that. But the other
side of that coin, is that, taking away my sensation leaves me completely open
to my partner's. And there's nothing hotter or sexier than watching your
partner's reactions, knowing you're the one in control of them, the one making
them happen, and knowing they adore you for it.
That's the key. That's the importance of the strap-on, at
least for me. And if you're not convinced by now that a strap-on can be sexy?
Go buy one and watch your lover give it head. ::raises an eyebrow:: You can
thank me later.
Okay, so, moving right along…. Let's talk "real"
cocks now.
We all know cocks get a lot of attention, and they should.
After all, they're beautifully shaped, soft and hard at the same time, and they're
able to simultaneously give and receive pleasure. What's better?
Writers spend a lot of time extolling the virtues and of the
cock. Seems like every story contains at least one velvety head and one smooth,
hard shaft being worked to an explosive, mind-numbing climax. But what about
the creamy middle?
That's right, I wanna talk about semen. Cum, splooge, spunk,
jizz—whatever you want to call it—I don't read nearly enough about it. I'm one
of those guys who likes to embrace the entire act of sex, from the shy
flirting, to the sweet foreplay, to the down and dirty, shoved-up-against-the-wall
fucking. And I like to embrace every part of the act. I like hot stories that talk about wet, thick tongues,
skillful, soft fingers, smooth (or hairy), tight balls. And sperm.
Too many writers leave out descriptions of sperm. I know why
this is—a lot of publishers shy away from it; view it as that line that crosses
over into porn. I've personally had an editor tell me to take out a part about
sperm because their readers don't really like "that kind of stuff."
But I have to believe that there are other readers like me, who enjoy hearing
about it.
Just as much as I want to know how long and thick his cock
is, I also want to know what his sperm is like. Is it thick and ropy, or is it
more liquid and thin? Is it mostly clear, or is it white? Does it sputter out,
arch gracefully into the air, or dribble up and down over a hand and wrist?
What about taste? It's a proven fact that what a man eats affects how his
ejaculate tastes. Is his sperm
sweet? Salty? Bitter? Does it
smell like anything?
And I wish characters played with semen more. What's more
flattering and hot than a lover who likes to dip his fingers in the cookie jar
now and then? Semen: It's not just
for swallowing anymore. ::grin::
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