Monday, December 30, 2013

RUB  'N  CUM circumcised one uncut

It’s a good sexual experience for some guys but most of those I’ve talked about it with seem to know either nothing or very little about it; most can’t even pronounce it.
I’m talking about frottage. And it isn’t “frottij” to rhyme with “cottage”.  It’s FROT-arzh. (“arzh” as in garage).

The act of rubbing against the body of another person, as in a crowd, to attain sexual gratification.

Now we know what we’re talking about let’s get into it.
I know that on the subways in various countries I have experienced frottage during crowded rush hours, when you can sometimes feel somebody behind you pushing gently and :accidentally” If you respond a little for encouragement you’ll soon feel the rigid cock behind you gently rubbing on your ass. Sometimes it happens face to face if the train’s really crowded.
Then you can actually look into the guy’s eyes and say with yours “I can feel that fuckin’ hard cock of yours pushing against mine and I like it. I wish I could reach down, grip your zipper and slip the monster out.
I’ve just managed to see one guy with his cock out being fondled until he shot, pointing the dick down to the floor to dispose of his load.
But though you might find that rubbing exciting, I preferred to “frot” in comfort.
When I was a kid I often read books and magazines lying on the floor, resting my chin on my knuckles.
One day, reading something sexy, my cock was hard as an iron rod, and when I wriggled a little it made my cockhead feel great.  So I rolled and wriggled more.  Suddenly I could feel my face flushing and I had an amazing orgasm.   I didn’t shoot juice at the time, but my cockhead felt like it would burst with the pleasure. Oh MAN! 
With this discovery I began to take a great interest in reading on the floor and rolling around on my cock.
One night during a sleepover I had been playing with my buddy from school’s cock. He was breathtakingly good looking and his cock was the model for what I would always think best. It was good and thick, the same good length as mine and circumcised perfectly with a glans that ran down the top of his meat like a German helmet. His cock was superbly tight.
I had sucked him and made him cum, after which he pulled me over on to his stomach and more or less moved my body over his stomach still sticky with his spunk.

My cock went even harder than it already was and I began to feel the tingle in my inflated cock.
“Are you feeling nice? Feeling nice?” he breathed.
Ii could hardly reply “Oh yeah” I was so dizzy with lust.
The orgasm I had was enormous and he would often say afterwards “Do you want to put it across?”
In other words, did I want to place my cock and balls over his, warm and hard, and roll about til I came.

When you see sex clips advertised as “frot” they usually have two guys standing up facing each other and dry humping until they blow a load on each other.
But you can get great pleasure from rubbing your cock anywhere on another guy.  Try it with your cock in the crack of his ass, sliding gently up and down as if you were a straight guy tit-fucking.
If he’s in tune with your sexy mood he’ll gyrate his buns around to help you get off….and enjoy the feeling of your dick massaging his ass and eventually finger the slime you leave on his ass and back.
You might be one of those dudes who gets excited sliding his cock across another guy’s lips or face and moving back and forth.  If it makes you cum a big sticky load, frot yourself cross-eyed. Enjoy!

A variation on this is INTERCRURAL INTERCOURSE - or fucking between the legs.
There are some real hot videos of this around and I love them.  One shows two good-looking guys eyeing each other up as they play with their hardening cocks. One soon saunters over to the other and starts kissing and fondling.  Eventually he moves around behind the other dude, slides his cock between his and starts a slow fucking motion.   It’s great to watch from the front because you see the fattened head of his hard cock appear from under the other guy’s balls, stroking or fucking back and forth.
Both hot panting dudes get worked up and excited, so it’s not long before the guy fucking from behind has his orgasm - which is when you see great gushes of his white honey spurting out and dropping in glooping elastic blobs on to the ground. 

I think the uncircumcised guy might be a little better off with this kind of fucking.  Instead of greasing up his hard cock, he can push and pull in and out to fuck while the other guy’s legs hold his foreskin.



I should like to!

Perfect Portland Penis 
These two young guys suck heartily and expertly on prime meat. 
This cock will appeal to those who prefer to see a hot, tight cut with a barely detectable "join",,,,Superb circumciser at work,.
However I still like to see the very obvious "cigar band" scar of circumcision 

Friday, December 27, 2013


Both young dudes are tight they know exactly  how to fondle, jerk and suck a circumcised cock.   The dude in the chair just fuckin' LOVES his penis whacked off.  See how he stretches his young legs, tighter and tighter, like they were going to pump out his torrent of spunk


Don't know about you but I can see a huge sausage of manmeat hanging down the right leg of this guy's shorts pushing against the fabric, dying to be released. And from the clear circle at the tip of that meat I would guess this guy was circumcised perfectly

And those  of us with "the eye" for cock know precisely what that tube is sticking up from his crotch

“Mutual pleasure is the key. The first thing to do is to get to know your partner’s penis. Look at it. Fondle it. Yes, even worship the circumcised length of the
tool. Treat the entire genital area as one area. Some parts are more receptive and sensitive than others. It is your duty as a lover to find and stimulate these areas

“How do I do that?” 

“Take and hold your lover’s cock and balls in the palm of your hand. Look at them and study them. Bring your lips to the base of his balls. Make love to them; lick them with your tongue. Run your lips up his shaft flitting your tongue tip in and out tickling the shaft. Use only the tip of your tongue to run up and down the underside of his cock. As you do this, you will soon learn his erotic zones. Many people think all they have do is to turn their mouths into a vacuum cleaner or a cunt hole. NOT TRUE. Mouth suction and bobbing of the head up and down alone will make him orgasm, but that’s nothing more than another form of masturbation. Giving titillating pleasure is the real story behind being a great cocksucker. Just remember that as a man, you know how you would like it. All you have to do to your partner is what you would want done to you. That is why they say that only gay men know how to give the best blow jobs.” 
“But how do you make him blow his load, if not by suction?” Joseph queried. 
“The cock head is the answer. The cockhead is the detonator of his atomic bomb. Work on the head and the area around the cockhead, both with the tongue and the lips. After a bit of experience you can even use your teeth to lightly scrape over the head. I’ve had a great blowjob where the guy just blew air over the end of my cock. Work the end of the dick head with your tongue. It’s not the suction that drags the cum out of the balls. It’s the stimulation. Hell, by stimulation you can make him feel like his cum is coming, not from his balls but, from the tips of his toes.” 
“You make it sound so easy…you won’t laugh if I make a mistake.” 
“Joseph, Joseph, I’ll never ever laugh AT you; only WITH you.” Richard said, kissing and hugging him. He began to feel Joseph’s fingers touch his balls, and he moaned and said, “You know I think that’s the first time you have done that to me and it feels so good. Yeahhhhh, that’s the ticket. That’s what I mean, don’t be afraid. I guarantee they won’t break.” 



Then, one night, I went to the same night club with the back room I could draw a map of in my sleep, with all the dirty nooks and crannies.The surprise of this night was a guy a few years younger than I was, about the same age I had been when I experienced my first time at a back room. Mmm, he reminded me of myself. How shy yet horny I had been whenI first got there. He was in his early twenties, with a slim build, a little muscle, like a dancer. If only he would notice me. If only he would respond to me. If only he would stay a little longer..      He did.He surely noticed me, and seemed to enjoy me looking at him, BUT.. I couldn't touch.. He just wouldn't allow me to touch his shoulder, his hands. Instead he started feeling up his bulge, stroking it until it started to grow.            Oh man! He was so close to me, yet so far away, totally within physical reach, his body just inches from mine, but worlds apart.            Our eyes met for a brief moment. He soon looked away from me,returned my gaze again with a slight Mona Lisa-like smile, an then closed his eyes.            I swear I could have died the instant he opened his fly and took out his fat dome-headed cock. Yum! He started jerking off then and there, very slowly and.. well, tenderly! His dick was deep olive, a few shades darker than the rest of his skin, of modest size, but very evenly and nicely shaped with a distinct circumcision ring circling his shaft.   Oh, I longed so much for him. I wanted to taste his cock so badly!But, still, I couldn't touch.            As he kept stroking, slowly increasing the tempo and the intensity,I couldn't help myself and freed my raging boner from my pants. Mmm, that felt so good! And to my surprise, he didn't seem to mind at all.


            He was all about pleasuring himself, with great passion. Where many other people go for the kick of exposing themselves to others, his pleasure  seemed to be mostly self-created and self-derived. While he went to the point of oozing precum, I almost fainted of the smell reaching my nostrils. So delicious, such joy in seeing him really enjoying himself, caressing his balls, reaching ever higher levels of lust. If ever there was a poster boy for masturbation, it would be this guy. He didn't needanything or anybody to experience bliss, it seemed.            When he started moaning, I felt he wasn't doing it to turn me on, or someone else for that matter, but himself.            One last time I tried to touch him, but he politely moved my hand away. He didn't need me, which stirred my arousal through the roof, as it made him so much more desirable.
            When he finally came, he shot triumphantly thick ropes of juice, splattering the walls, falling down to the floor.            My whole body tingled from delight.

DENVER Colorado cocks

This cute dude was invited round to have  drink with an older guy.  After one or two the guy said he could see the clear outline of the young stud's cock in the leg of his pants, Even mentioned the visible circle of the cockhead.
This triggered off  hardening of the young stud's penis, and it took only a short time before his friend began to rub the tube in his shorts.
With precum beginning to gather quickly on his slit the young stud ordered him to help him take off his pants.
The fucking cock was SO erect  it almost hurt. The crimson KNOB was swollen violently and dripping juice.

It felt unbelievably good when the man closed his lips round the circumcised beauty and began to gently lick it as he worked the tight shaft up and down. 

If it felt good to see his puffed-up glans disappearing in and out of the guy's mouth, he nearly went mad when he felt for the first time, a warm wet tongue inserting itself into his asshole. He nearly screamed with delight and had to hold back to avoid blowing his load. But not for long. "Oh yeah, man. Right up my asshole,"  The excitement was so intense his rigid dick throbbed and twitched as spurt after spurt of male seed pumped from his widened cockslit

Well I reckon Denver must have a doc who gives a perfect high and tight.  Look how lucky this sexy dude has been in getting his barrel of cock circumcised.  What a fucking beautiful KNOB

This young dude is in desperate need of fucking up the tight ass. In this position his hole is pulled apart, eager to feel the brushing of a bloated slippery COCK-KNOB against his sphincter. 

There's something hugely SEXY about this young man.
I wanna lick repeatedly all over and into his bronzed body, finger his hole and take the glans deep[


He felt a warm stirring in his groin at the thought of the hot athletic stud he'd sucked off in the main library just last week. The stud was on the A&M lacrosse team, a real hunky number.
The guy had dropped by the library's third floor men's restroom, still dressed in his lacrosse team uniform that he'd worn during that afternoon's match.:   The well-built jock had definitely been looking for someone to suck his cock.  
He had been standing at one of the restroom's two urinals. The young guy stood there, not looking at Mike, but fumbling with the drawstrings of his maroon satin athletic shorts.  He also wore a maroon and white striped shirt that Mike knew was issued only to the university's lacrosse
team players, maroon and white athletic socks emblazoned with the A&M logo and a pair of maroon-colored Nike shoes.

Soon, the lacrosse jock got the strings untied and slowly pushed his shorts down in front just enough to reveal a bulging white jockstrap, straining to hold in its precious male cargo, the swelling helmet clearly showing through 
the fabric. . He hesitated a moment, then quickly reached in one side of the jock and pulled out his cock.

Mike nearly gasped with excitement as he took in the sight of the stud's big cock.  The thick cock, circumcised tight and  crisscrossed with a network of light blue veins, had to be more than seven inches long---and it was still soft!
Mike's own prick started to fill and lengthen as he continued to stare with awe and desire at the oversized male sausage that was hanging from the guy's crotch.  The jockstud put one hand over the bottom of his jock, as if to
cradle his cotton-covered balls, and wrapped the other hand around the shaft of his dick.  He left the mushroom shaped head uncovered.  And then, much to Mike's delight, he began to slowly squeeze and pull his oversized teenshaft, which quickly began to grow.

By now, Mike was making no pretense of his interest.  His own cock was stretching into a full hardon, a solid eight inches of horny teen cock.  His left hand moved slowly but rhythmically along his shaft while his right hand absently twirled his nuts around in their wrinkled sack.  His eyes never left the one-eyed circumcised serpent that was steadily growing and swelling, thanks to the expert handling it was receiving from its master.
The jockstud finally turned and looked at Mike, lust and desire burning in his dark green eyes.  Mike gave him a quick smile, then slowly licked his lips suggestively.  He turned and looked toward the two commode stalls across the
room, then looked back into the jock's smoldering green eyes.  The athlete nodded his head, answering Mike's silent question.  He quickly stuffed as much of his cock as he could back into his cotton jockstrap, then walked over to the
stall and waited.
Mike didn't bother hiding his boner.  He brazenly turned and walked toward the booth, his uncircumcised prick bouncing stiffly and jutting proudly in front of him like a knight's jousting pole.    All he could think about was the hot, hung and horny circumcised jockstud hiding less than a foot away from him in the next stall.
His prick tingled with excitement and anticipation.  He rolled back the generous foreskin from his hardened teencock.  A drop of clear teen precum had already formed at the tip of his prick.  Mike carefully teased it up onto the
crown of his cock and then gently massaged the oily substance across the head until it glistened.  He could barely suppress a moan.  He slid his foreskin forward and back, moistening it with his natural lube.

The bathroom door had barely closed behind the guy who had interrupted them when Mike sank to his knees and reached under the partition to motion the jockstud to do the same.  The stall walls weren't very big, so there was plenty
of room for the two of them to maneuver between the booths.
Caressing the guy's muscular ass through the smooth satin shorts fabric with his right hand, Mike tugged down the front of the sexy shorts with his left until the jock-covered cock was fully visible.  His heart pounded with anticipation.  The heavy, masculine aroma of the guy's hot, sweaty crotch
blasted from the well-packed jock, overwhelming him.  His mouth watered.  His hand slowly reached up to cup and fondle the elastic jock material that snugly surrounded the sweat-soaked teenage treasures that awaited him.  He could feel the covered mound pounding and pulsing with excitement, and his hand trembled a little as he slowly increased his pressure on the throbbing teenmeat.

His fingernails gently stroked the steamy scrotum.  The lacrosse stud  sucked in his breath, eagerly waiting for Mike's next move.  Mike smiled, pleased to know he was now fully in control and would soon be giving this sweaty stud everything he expected and needed-and then some!

He then slipped a hand along the elastic waistband of the sweaty, teen-scented jockstrap and slowly pulled it down.   The waistband caught for a moment on the throbbing purple cockhead that strained as if to burst free from the fabric, but Mike redoubled his efforts and to his delight he began pulling the hardened cockshaft down along with the strap.  Inch by inch, he worked the sweat soaked jockstrap down, down, down the stud's hardened thighs.  The big, nicely circumcised pulsing prick bent downward with the pressure of the tight strap.

The jockstud's tightly muscled thighs gave little resistance.  The elastic slid easily across the sweat slickened skin until the rim of the large, mushroom shaped cockhead slowly edged into view.  Mike continued stroking and rubbing the large testicles through the jock material as they, too, were slowly released from their confining pouch as the jockstrap descended.  
He gently tugged the jockstrap downward again, then gave in to his excitement and impatiently and roughly jerked it down and out until the final inch of material popped off the teen stud's luscious piece.  The hard, heavy rod snapped up, smacking against the guy's taut abdomen.  It quickly popped back down and remained quivering and pointing upward at a 45-degree angle from its hairy base of thick black curls, jutting outward, stiff and proud. The
circumcised helmet-head, shiny with sweat, proudly capped a thick, veined shaft of young manhood that Mike estimated to be about eight inches long.  He could barely get his hand around the fat boner.

The two large balls, now completely free of their jockstrap prison, hung almost to the floor below the pulsing prick.  
"Suck me!" the athlete hissed impatiently, more like a plea than an order.
Mike chuckled.  He had this one turned on now, that's for sure!  Happy to comply with the horny stud's wishes, Mike slowly moved his mouth closer and closer to the upward thrusting shaft.  Deliberately teasing his eager young prey, he slowly grasped the pounding prick and squeezed it gently, marveling at the heat it generated against his cool palm and fingers.  The powerful cut rod throbbed and
lurched in his grasp.  The muscled jock pushed his crotch forward, vainly attempting to thrust his knob into Mike's
The piss slit, by now leaking copious amounts of clear teen precum, grazed Mike's hovering lips.  The sticky fluid clung to his upper lip as the prick pulled back, leaving a long streamer of clear nectar hanging momentarily between
the flaring cockhead and Mike's eager tongue.  He quickly swiped at the strand with his tongue, delighted with the salty-sweet taste of a college youth in his prime.  He flicked his tongue out again and lapped up the rest of the sweet
stud-honey that continued to ooze from the swollen glans.

His fingers worked along the slick shaft, squeezing and releasing rhythmically.  The player squirmed in agonized ecstasy as his dick was lovingly milked and manhandled by this expert, cock-hungry Corps freshman.  Finally, after a few more tugs and twists on the heavy teenhammer, Mike brought his mouth up under the silky-sacked orbs and began licking them, one after the other,again and again, until they shone and dripped with his spit.
"Oh yeah...that's it, man... oh yeah...lick those balls!" moaned the jock."Get under those balls, buddy!  Yeah...that's it...lick out that sweat.  Get that hot jock out of that crotch, dude.  Yeah, you know what I need.  You
know what you want those hot balls...yeah...lick 'em.  Lick `em, dude.  Ohhh...oh man...that hot tongue...oh God, stroke those hot nuts, baby, they're building up a big fucking wad just for you...oh man...yeah, suck `em, stud

..suck `em!  Work `em over good, buddy.  Yeah, that's it! Oh...ohhh...Yeah...ungh...oh yeah, stroke `em...oh man, those balls are hot, buddy.  Oh it some, buddy...lick my creamers. 
Mike kept working over the oversized balls with his tongue, laving and stroking them from side to side in their low-hanging sac.  Then he gently suckled first one, then the other, into his mouth, firmly washing each one with his tongue.  The stud groaned and moaned, his breathing becoming more labored with each tongue-stroke across his roiling nads. Mike knew this guy wouldn't last much longer if he kept this up, so he reluctantly relinquished the now thoroughly spit-slickened ovals and ran his tongue up and along the length of the precum-coated cockshaft from balls
to glans.
Pulling back slightly, he worked his tongue across the guy's cock, paying close attention to the sensitive nerve endings of the massive cockhead where the skin disappeared into the piss slit.
"Oh God!  Oh man...omigod...that is good!  That is sooo fuckin good, stud...oh man you suck so good...I can't believe you're doing me so deep  like this...oh yeah...ungh...oh...oh keep it up!  Lick and suck that dick, buddy...oh yes...oh
man...yeah, buddy, eat my hot piece, buddy, suck on that hot meat...oh yeah, buddy...that's it, suck on that hot jock cock, buddy, suck my meat...

Mike  continued bobbing his head up and down, pistoning back and forth along the smooth, slick teenshaft.
Each stroke seemed to make the skin tighten even more around the granite-hard shaft.  He could feel the tension building in the jock stud's balls as they slowly drew up tight and close to the base of the pounding cock.

Mike's fingers, now slick with saliva that dripped from the rod from his eager cocksucking, stroked and rubbed along the smooth, nearly hairless scrotum.  He feathered his fingers along the area between the guy's ballsack and
his asshole, eliciting more groaning and moaning.  He could feel the excitement surging and building through the veins of the teenager's pounding rod.  He continued to suck him closer and closer to sexual nirvana.

Yeah...That' yeah...OH FUCK-YEAH!!!!"
Suddenly, the jock's heavy prick surged and pulsed, then went completely rigid, and began thrusting in quick, short strokes into Mike's hot, waiting mouth.  The stud tensed a final time, his body shaking and twitching with excitement, then he arched his back and pushed his crotch as far forward as he could.  Mike heard him whimpering with excitement and pleasure as his orgasm crashed through his hard-muscled body.

The perfect purple helmet, blood-filled with stud proudly showing off his circumcised sexual equipment hoping to enticed some guy with a warm, welcoming mouth

Sunday, December 8, 2013


Two well-built young Arab men, smiling and happy to display their meaty tools for you. Being Arabs they've been traditionally circumcised, helping them to develop mighty cockheads for you to suck, or because they're not supposed to fuck girls at this age they'd be very happy to slick up their fat meat and slide it up your ass

I would just love this.....having a buddy I've just met being brave enough to risk slipping his circumcised cock out the side of his swimtrunks so that I get a view of his hot cock. Having carefully checked the length and the naked circumcised glans I'd be watering at the mouth thinking of the delights to come

You can keep the big ball - I'll settle for his two!  This cock is  still at rest so you can imagine the breadth and length when the blood rushes into it, swelling the head to bursting, forcing open the slit and desperate to b sucked off and masturbated.  Note the flair of his glans.... 

Like some fuckin' hot purple and succulent plum this black guy grabs his stalk good and tight to be totally sure you can see the circumcircle on the shaft

This slim young stud who likes to be admired and then fiddled with is difficult to decide on.  Is he circumcised or has he pulled his foreskin way down the cock?

Cockmeat doesn't come CIRCUMCISED any tighter than the rigid penis on this stud.  Beautiful former inner foreskin a couple of inches under the knob and complete with some remains of his frenum. Repeated gentle licking in that sensitive spot is guaranteed to produce a huge load 

"I can't resist this stud's pnis. My fuckin mouth's watering
as I look at the length of this big-headed monster with the big bloated KNOB.  But can I force all this stuff into my mouth and down my throat?

 Is this sexy stud really in the Air Force? 
What the fuck does it matter. Whether he's thirty thousand feet up or lying flat on the ground I'd do anything to suck him to near cumming then ease my stiff penis into the warm embrace of his rectum 

A brace of juice-filled young men who obviously invite you to indulge in some exciting rimming before you invade their assholes.  Muscular legs   w i d e, holes pulsing.   While you're thrilling them with your in-and-out piston action you can simultaneously stroke their skin-stripped penises

Imagine being on board and navigating your lip towards this piece of circumcised gristle.  While you do the most depraved things to each other you can moan and shout as loud as you like...fucking in the open air with nobody to hear a thing.

 Handsome clean-cut all-American boy who really LIVES between his legs.  Circumcised?  Of course!  Just look at the thing he wants to show you - shorn so fuckin TIGHT 
you can't take your eyes off it.  You can almost hear the guy saying "Stiff enough for ya?  Tight enough for ya?
Wanna play with my circumcised manmeat?  Go ahead, dude...... I'll fill your fuckin' mouth with cream"

Never actually met a guy who can do this.  I've tried it, but soon as I feel the cum about to shoot I really  gotta beat the cock to ensure maximum pleasure....

Hard sustained effort has its sticky glutinous reward....
Worth ever minute of the intense suck, suck, suck....

How this young stud loves having his cock sucked. Usually he likes to push the long thruster into slick pussy, but none of the girls suck the beautiful knob with such perfection. 
See how the sucker swallows the entire length of cock, tongues gently round the rim of the ballooning glans and tickles the frenum area knowing how much circumcised studs go mad with the right touch..
A sniff or two of amyl and the lava really flows and squirts/
FUCK! FUCK!   Eat that cock, man...I'mmm gonna fuckin shoot......

Friday, November 22, 2013


 I used to jack off all the time in the library at school.  Sometimes Ijerk off at airports when I have to hang around a long time.  Once I went into the mens’ room at college and thought I heard a guy wanking. So I pretendedto leave and opened and shut the door. I stayed very still and the guy continued to jerk himself. Then he took some toilet paper and I heard the jism hit the paper. I hung out until he left. I was sooo horny when I was an undergraduate that once I came my dick did not really deflate. I'm circumcised real tight and my glans flares out a lot so when I tucked it down my jeans pants legs you could see my tube of meat and the flared head pretty clear. I used to try to hide it by carrying my books over my crotch...but I used to have to limp!

Hey guys,
I've noticed that some guys who are cut have like larger than average and sometimes huge cock-heads. Ones that are just really massive (and mushroomy  ) compared to the shaft. I know that this is all part of natural variety and all, but I was just wondering if you could help me by filling out this little question thing:

If you are circumcised and your head is disproportionately wider than your shaft,

a.) Has it always been that way since you were a young kid?

b.) Did it start to expand at some point? If so, how old were you when it happened?
Oh and if you could also put the following in your reply
1.Your cock length
2. Whether you are circumcised tight or loose
3. Whether your head is flared out around the outer ridge

Thanks so much guys!

No, I have seen a lot of pics of cut guys and some of their heads are in proportion with the shaft (some are smaller, but we won't go there) and some cut guys have really big, wide, flared out cock-heads..

My guess as to why people may see this difference I've heard this claim, but I have no way of knowing whether or not it's true. It's not like the foreskin is providing any amount of pressure that would prevent the head from growing, at least not to my knowledgeis that when a cut penis is erect, it (as always) just has the shaft below the head. But when a uncut penis is erect, it has the shaft plus the foreskin below the head, meaning there's less of a difference in circumference  between the glans and the area below when they meet up

My personal guess is that (and feel free to strike me down) just as many uncut guys have a similarly large glans, but the reason you're associating it with cut guys is that you've been watching porn in which circumcised guys are much more common.


Living in Oceanside, California can be a blessing and can be a curse. For one thing, it is right next to Camp Pendleton, the biggest Marine Corps base on the West Coast and for another, all these hot, studs are everywhere. They are in the stores, malls, movie theaters and restaurants. This is a blessing because they are really hot and they are great eye candy, but they can be frustrating because they are everywhere and you don't know who are gay or BI and who is not!

One day while getting my hair cut at a place called "Stud Cut's," it was packed with hot marines. You see Sunday night is the best time to go because of inspection on Monday. Therefore, the place was overflowing as usual. Anyway, I was about 20 people away and just had to sit there next to all these hot devil dawgs. Occasionally by elbow would touch the guy next to me and I would look over and apologize just hoping that he would be enjoying the contact just as much as I was. This went on for about 20 minutes and it was finally my turn. I asked for a low reg. cut and she started working on my hair. Then all of a sudden this hot devil dawg who had to be about 21 plopped down on one of the sofas in front of my chair. I could not believe my eyes. He had sandy blond hair and he had to be a jock. I took one look at him and instantly had a crush on him. I looked again and he was staring at me. What was he thinking? Had he seen me at Rich's, Flick's or Number's the Friday before or was my fly undone? I had no idea only hope that he was gay or BI. My haircut continued and I had the occasional chance to check him out. They next time I looked his legs were wide open and you could see just a hint of his white briefs showing through one of the leg holes. That drove me nuts because I love a guy in white briefs. Now I was transfixed by this guy and every chance I got, I had to take a look and some of times he would be looking back and sometimes he was watching TV. This went on for about 15 minutes and then I was done. I so wanted for a longer haircut but what was I to do? I had to get up. So I went and paid for the haircut and began to walk out the door. As I walked, I had to get one last look at this hot guy and he was watching me too. My heart stopped and I was wondering what to do. I could not just stand there because the place was full of marines and I did not want to get jumped so I had to leave.

I got to my car, my heart still racing, and wondered what to do. I decided to lean against my car in the parking lot and wait and see what happened. Well after many marines came out here this Adonis came out. He had a high and tight and was definitely good to go. I saw him looking around and then he finally saw me. I did not know what to do so I just stood there. A lot of marines on Pendelton do not drive so I was hoping he would need a ride. He began walking toward me, toward Pier View Way and gave me a smile. I nodded to him but he kept on walking. I was crushed but as he walked away, he looked back and saw that I had not gone yet, so I stayed where I was and he circled around the block and came back. I was really happy now, but very much scared because of the unknown!

I was not shaking with fear and apprehension. But he said "hi" and I said "hi" back. We made some small talk and as I suspected he did not have a ride so boldly I offered him a ride. He gladly accepted and we were now in the car. I was so happy and I could not keep from grinning. But I was feeling more comfortable now and asked what he was up to this evening. He did not have any plans so I asked if he wanted to come over to my place for a couple of beers and watch a little TV. He obliged and we were off. If you think that was easy, it was not but most marines are so bored on base that they jump at any chance to do something different.

Hunk of military man. Handsome!

As he lay on the floor I was very happy to have this stud with me and about ready to put my hands all over him. As I began to work on his back, I again noticed his white briefs peeking out just under his pants so I worked my way down there and he seemed to be enjoying himself by the sounds he was making. I worked on his back and then on his arms. When I worked on his hands I knew he was a laborer because of the calluses on his hand. Done with the top of the body, it was now time to turn my attention to his feet and legs. I asked if I could remove his socks and he nodded yes. So, I worked his feet and he really seemed to be enjoying himself. I began to work on his legs but if you have ever had a massage with your clothing on, you know that it is not the most comfortable. What do I do now? Being bold, I asked if it he would be more comfortable with his pants off.
 Again he said nothing but lifted up his pelvic area, unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly. WOW! This guy is doing everything I ask. YEEHAW! I pulled off his pants one leg at a time and he began to moan. I though I was hurting him but then it appeared to be moans of pleasure. I slowly worked each leg and with the tips of my fingers I would brush the leg openings of his white briefs. He did not seem to mind this so I slowly worked the inside of his thigh and he got goose bumps. I could see them rise all over his body and knew that was a good sign. The moaning stopped as I moved down toward his feet so I thought I better go back the other way and then the moaning started again. So I knew I was doing good and he was good to go.

And WHAT a beautiful circumcised tight cock!
After about a half-hour of this I asked him to roll over and without hesitation he just flopped on his back. As he did, you know what I saw first! A HUGE bulge in his white briefs that just leaped out. He really had a hard on but it was tucked down and I know that was not comfortable. He quickly fixed that by adjusting himself. Now his huge cock was bulging in his tighty whites and he had a little smile on his face. So I began to work his stomach, face and then onto his legs again. I was very hard in my white briefs now as well. Just looking at that huge cock made me what it badly! As I worked his inner thigh, his cock would spring to life and I began the process of moving up and down the leg.

I could tell that he is really enjoying himself now. There is a little pre-cum beginning for form on his white briefs. At this point I went for it. I worked my hands up under the legs of his white briefs and began to massage his rock hard cock. He was circumcised high and tight and had to be 8" and thick. He moaned with pleasure and more pre-cum leaked from his cock. I put my mouth over his cock and could hardly fit it all in but he really like that because I felt his body convulse with pleasure and be began to moan louder. I slowed down because I did not want him to cum to early and then he grabbed me and began to kiss me with a force and a tenderness that I have never felt before. It was so sensual and I love it. He basically tore my cloths off. I could hear a little tear in my white briefs but I loved it. 
He grabbed my cock in his hand and rubbed it. It felt so good that I had to let out a moan. He lay on top of me and I could feel his rock hard cock pulsing on my stomach. He began to rub his cock on my stomach. Then he slid down on my cock and began to rock back and forth. Oh, it felt so good but I wanted it to last longer so I held back. I did not want to cum too soon. However, he began to go back and forth faster and faster. He was rubbing his cock on my stomach and I was up in him. He wanted me to cum inside him so I did and he moaned with acceptance. Then he came all over my stomach. He shot such a big load! It seemed like he had not cum in a
year. Then off to the shower......




 “Mutual pleasure is the key. The first thing to do is to get to know your partner’s penis. Look at it. Fondle it. Yes, even worship it. Treat the entire genital area as one area. Some parts are more receptive and sensitive than others. It is your duty as a lover to find and stimulate these areas.” 

“How do I do that?” 

“Take and hold your lover’s cock and balls in the palm of your hand. Look at them and study them. Bring your lips to the base of his balls. Make love to them; lick them with your tongue. Run your lips up his shaft flitting your tongue tip in and out tickling the shaft. Use only the tip of your tongue to run up and down the underside of his cock. As you do this, you will soon learn his erotic zones. Many people think all they have do is to turn their mouths into a vacuum cleaner or a cunt hole. NOT TRUE. Mouth suction and bobbing of the head up and down alone will make him orgasm, but that’s nothing more than another form of masturbation. Giving titillating pleasure is the real story behind being a great cocksucker. Just remember that as a man, you know how you would like it. All you have to do to your partner is what you would want done to you. That is why they say that only gay men know how to give the best blow jobs.” 

“But how do you make him blow his load, if not by suction?” Joseph queried. 

“The cock head is the answer. The cock head is the detonator of his atomic bomb. Work on the head and the area around the cock head, both with the tongue and the lips. After a bit of experience you can even use your teeth to lightly scrape over the head. I’ve had a great blowjob where the guy just blew air over the end of my cock. Work the end of the dick head with your tongue. It’s not the suction that drags the cum out of the balls. It’s the stimulation. Hell,
By stimulation you can make him feel like his cum is coming, not from his balls but, from the tips of his toes.” 

“You make it sound so easy…you won’t laugh if I make a mistake.” 

“Joseph, my dear, sweet, Joseph, I’ll never ever laugh AT you; only WITH you.” Richard said, kissing and hugging him. He began to feel Joseph’s fingers touch his balls, and he moaned and said, “You know I think that’s the first time you have done that to me and it feels so good. Yeahhhhh, that’s the ticket. That’s what I mean, don’t be afraid. I guarantee they won’t break.
Their lips touched and they kissed deeply while Joseph fondled his lover’s balls and cock. He lowered his head to kiss, lick, suck and nibble on Richard’s nipples while he continued to lightly run his fingers tips over his balls and cock. Gently he helped Richard raise his lower body to the top step of the hot bath thereby exposing his lover’s sex to him. Joseph, getting between the outstretched legs, lowered his lips and mouth to Rich’s belly button and licked around it and probed it with the tip of his tongue. Richard threw his head back, moaned, and ran his fingers through Joseph’s close-cropped hair. The short hairs tickled and sent electric-like shocks through his fingers. Joseph, his eyes fastened on his lovers cock, studied it and for the first time was able to look at and see a cock other than his own. The nooks, the crannies, the bumps, the blue veins he had never observed before were there for him to see and explore with the tip his tongue. The smell and the hardness, and yet the velvety softness of the cock, excited him as his soft wet lips touched Richard’s balls and he heard Richard gasped. 
The tip of his tongue shot out to touch the base of Richard’s fuck stick. And then following a blue vein, the tip moved up the shaft to the corona. This is the most sensitive spot on the penis. Then ran his tongue tip around the cut mark of Rich’s circumcised cock and over the cock head. Lapping up the leaking pre-cum that had collected there, Joseph found that it did not taste as bad as he had thought it would, so he opened his lips and took the hot, wet, red, angry head into his mouth. 

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS ohhhhhhh YESSSSSSSSS!” Richard shouted. “That’s it. Damn it baby, I love it!” 

Joseph’s lips closed around the head of his dick while his tongue kept licking over the cock head; he took the hard cock about 1 inch deeper into his mouth. He rolled up the corners of his tongue and ran his tongue along the underside of his lover’s cock. His fingers continued to fondle Rick’s balls. Then moving one finger over his sweet rosebud he pushed against the ring and entered his rectum

from:   Serving the God

by Nepher-Mery-Neter

The story is set in ancient Egypt – the birthplace of circumcision  

"We agreed that you would do for me everything that you did for Amon. So, Neph, here I am, ready: wash me - and make sure that you do a thorough job!"
He stood up next to the basin, feet apart and arms akimbo. I dipped the was rag in the warm water and applied it to his face. He didn't flinch and I cleaned around his eyes, his nose, his mouth and behind his ears. I dipped the wash rag once again into the water, wrung it out and washed his neck. He raised his right arm, thus indicating that I was to wash his armpit. Then the same with his left armpit. I washed his chest, paying particular attention to the nipples. A smile played on his mouth.
I stepped behind him to wash his back and then ran the wash rag over those two globes that were his 'kheptu'. They were firm and round. If I had been doing this for Mery (as he so often demanded and never got!) I would probably have stuck a finger in there; as it was I did not dare. But he would not let it pass: "Next time, Neph, I shall expect to be cleaned everywhere!" Again I dipped the wash rag in the warm water, wrung it out and applied it to the back of his thighs - so rounded and sturdy - and then I worked round to the front. I washed down the front of his thighs and started moving down towards his knees. "Neph, don't even think of missing out so important a part of my anatomy!" I squatted down in front of him and I came face to face at very close quarters with his genitalia. He parted his legs so that I could wash between them and his 'kherui'; then I very carefully washed the sack itself with its balls inside. He had a triangle of thick hair, just as curly and tangled as the mop on his head. Now I took hold of his 'henen', longer than mine, but not too thick. It was circumcised just like mine - since he, too, had been initiated into some priesthood. I ran the rag over it while holding it with my left hand. It began to swell and grow in my hand, so I quickly let it go.
Now he made me repeat the whole procedure all over again, this time using the towel to dry him. When I had finally finished to his demanding satisfaction I asked him where I would find his kilt or loincloth. "Forget that for now," he said, very seductively. "Now it's time for me to perform a little service for you." His hands went to my waist and he loosened my loincloth and let it drop to the floor.
"Yesssss," he breathed, looking down at the centre of my being. "I knew you would be as beautiful there as you are beautiful of face and beautiful of 'ka'." He sat down on the edge of the bed and held out his hands towards mine. "Come to me, Neph. Come to me. I offered him my hands and he took them in his and gently pulled me towards him. For a moment he rested his head on my chest, then he sat up again. My tightly circumcised 'henen' was hard, erect, firm, pointing directly towards his heart. His right hand let go of mine and he gently touched the head of my 'henen'. I did not move. Then he gently, very gently, stroked the underside of my phallus, drawing his fingers gently and slowly from the stem towards the tip. I shuddered. He did it again. "To me that feels good," he said; "does it feel good for you too?" I nodded, not trusting my voice at all. Now I felt his fingers gently, oh so gently, massage the sack that was hanging between my legs, feeling the 'kherui' inside. Then he let go of my left hand too and I felt both of his hands stroking the'kheptu' of my backside. He said nothing, but let out a long sigh of contentment.
Then he slid down from the bed and knelt before me. The god, the pharaoh, the Lord of the Two Lands, the King of Upper and Lower Egypt, was kneeling before me! With his hands still resting on my 'kheptu' he pulled me closer to him. And now I felt the soft touch of his lips on the tip of my 'henen'. He kissed it and then lay the side of his head on my stomach. I heard him breathe in deeply.
"You are beautiful, Neph; you really are beautiful. I could love you if you would let me. Please consent to be mine."
We kissed, long and hard. To begin with it was just wild passion, but then it settled down into a gentle meeting of lips and mouth and tongue. His lips we so full and their taste was like the food of the gods. Gently he turned on his side so that I fell off his body and lay by his side. He leaned over and kissed first one nipple then the other, kissing and sucking. His hand stroked my chest and then one finger travelled down, across my tight stomach and down, down. The finger pulled at the hairs above my 'henen' and then his hand found my 'kherui' again. It felt so good.
I lay my head on his chest and his hands took hold of the back of my head, stroking my hair. In all this time we said nothing, just enjoying the feel of this physical expression of mutual love. Then I stretched out my right hand and felt for his 'henen'. It was erect and straight. I had always noticed that when mine was erect it pointed upwards towards my belly; but his pointed straight ahead. I took it between my fingers. His whole body shook. I withdrew my hand in alarm, but he whispered "It was pleasure, not pain. Go on. Please go on." I took it between my fingers again, feeling its pulsating strength, feeling it straining away from his body. Holding the skin firmly I began to massage his manhood, up and down. At first I did so very gently and very slowly. Soon his hips began to writhe and he began to moan - little groans of pleasure. His breathing began to come in gasps. He whispered, "Faster, Neph, faster. Oh yes! Oh yes!  I did his bidding and started pumping faster and faster. Suddenly he lifted his 'kheptu' from the bed and arched his body. "Here it comes," he almost screamed out, and almost instantaneously the white milk that held his divine seed squirted forth, time after time. He must have ejaculated at least eight times, probably more. My hand was covered with the white sticky liquid, and so was his abdomen.
 “……"What's the matter, my love? Did I hurt you?" He was so solicitous that it was touching. He was truly pained that he had caused me pain.
"Yes," I said. "You are very big, Mighty Min."
He did not laugh. He was all concern. "What can we do?" he mused. "I certainly am not prepared to cause you pain!"
"The remedy is simple," I said. "Let's wait until after dinner."
"Certainly, my love," he said. He must have been thinking that I wanted to put off the difficult moment. If so, he said nothing. Actually my purpose was entirely different.
Dinner arrived on time and our first course, as I had guessed it would be, was ground chickpea salad swamped in oil to be eaten on pita-bread. I had guessed this because the royal kitchen seemed to have a regularly recurring menu. "Don't eat the hummous, my love," I said. He looked at me in alarm. Suddenly, I realised what he must have been thinking. "Oh no, Wos, I'm sure it's quite as safe as anything that the kitchen serves can be."
"So why not eat it, Neph? Our antics have given me a strong appetite. I'm starving."
"Trust me. We'll enjoy it later on. You'll see."
We rested after our meal until it was time for another 'rehearsal' - after all, we opened on the following day and we still hadn't got our act together! Once again I lay down on my back. As he was about to bend over me, I told him to fetch the hummous. "Now, Neph? Now?" he asked incredulously. "Now," I said with determination. He brought over the plate of hummous, oozing with oil. I took hold of his hand and dipped it into the chickpea salad, generously covering his fingers. He was completely confused. I lay back and pulled him over me, and then guided his hand towards my 'powet'. Suddenly he understood. He inserted a hummous-covered finger and smeared the salad around the passage-way. Then he inserted two, three fingers until the entrance was completely lubricated. When he arched himself over me, I reached out and covered my own hand with the glutinous food. As I reached for his erection I smeared it generously all over with the hummous. Then I guided him towards my entrance and he slipped in with no trouble at all.
That night we slept in each other's arms. Wos was the first to wake the following morning. He kissed me on the forehead, saying gently, "Time to wake up, sleepyhead. Today's the big day." After only a few minutes' lovemaking we got up quickly and in a very short time (well, short for us at any rate) I had him and me washed, dressed and fed. At the appointed hour the Captain of the Guard came to provide us with an escort to the Temple of Amon.
Now the High Priest announced, "The god is present; the ceremony begins!" I could hear the rustling of hundreds of bodies outside making their obeisance. The High Priest nodded to me.

I stepped before Wos and prostrated myself. Then I stood up. I unfastened his kilt and pulled it away. During all this part of the ceremony he never once moved, but through all my ministrations he stood like a statue, unmoving, holding the royal insignia crossed across his breast. I knelt at his feet and took from the low table the golden goblet in my left hand. I ran three fingers of my right hand underneath his 'henen'; this always had an arousing effect on him - and it did not fail this time. When his phallus had reached full erection (which was something that only I could judge) I placed the goblet in a strategic position just beyond the tip of his manhood and at a strategic angle, and began the masturbation process, just as we would have done in his bedroom - except that he was standing up, unmoving, while I stroked his circumcised muscle.
He did me proud! I could feel through my fingers that he was about to ejaculate and held the goblet carefully in place. He never flinched or moved a muscle, but throughout he remained the embodiment of the god. He erupted with five or six squirts which landed beautifully inside the goblet. When I had milked from him the last drop and his manhood began to deflate, I deftly wiped the tip clean with one of the napkins. I stood up and showed the contents of the goblet to the three witnesses. The High Priest announced throughout the echoing building, "The god has produced from himself the very seed of life!"
I turned back to Wos. I dipped one finger into the goblet so that it was covered with his ejaculate and held it up to his lips. He licked it off my finger. We repeated this another two times. The High Priest now boomed out, "The god has drunk the seed of life. It has entered him and become a part of him."
I replaced the goblet on the table, took from Wos the royal insignia, and placed into his hand the small jar. I unfastened my loincloth and laid it on top of his kilt. Naked, I reclined on the couch, ready. Now for the first time Wos moved. He undid the lid of the jar and the chapel was filled with the most wondrous aroma of scented unguents. (We decided that this was better than using hummous.) He knelt between my legs; I raised them onto his shoulders and he oiled his way into my 'powet'. As he arched himself over me I generously smeared his erection with some more of the perfumed oil and he penetrated me with no difficulty at all. I could feel his massive organ filling my bowels. He began thrusting with his hips and in no time at all the divine seed was gushing into the very centre of my being.
The deed done, he stood up. He handed me the other napkin and stood in front of me so that the witnesses could not easily see how I was mopping up the divine seed of life that was oozing out of me. The High Priest unctuously announced, "The seed of life has been sown!" I rose from the couch, fastened his kilt back round his hips, placed the regalia back in his hands, made obeisance, and then put on my own loincloth again.
The High Priest called out, "Make way for the Lord of the Two Lands, the Son of Amon, the Master of Khemet, Pharaoh Min-Wosret, Amon incarnate!"
And our procession started back through the great hypostyle hall.