Ignorance About Bottoming--Forgive Me

[RexAll]

Live and learn!

 

http://christwire.org/2011/05/power-bottoming-the-most-disturbing-new-trend-in-american-homosexuality/

 

Thank you for the instruction, Juan. On a more serious note-- do you mind discussing if you've always been perfectly versatile-- or did you have to learn one role more than the other.

 

Rex

[NYTomcat]

Really? Perhaps a demonstration may be in order.

 

roflmao

 

Come to Chicago. Ill give you the hotel number

[Decatur Guy]

I've always had an instinct for both. There are times I want to top and times I want to bottom.

 

Here's what I can't do: Flip-flop. I'm versatile. But not within a five-minute time frame. If I'm fucking someone, I have no desire to get fucked. I just want to keep driving my dick into his hole. If I get to the point that I am in my "bottom head space" and getting fucked, I just can't turn around and start fucking the guy that's been fucking me. The flip-floppers truly amaze me -- both as a physical feat and a mental feat.

 

As for bottoming itself, there are a few things I've never quite been able to do:

 

1. Initial penetration issue. I've never been able to enjoy it from the get-go. No matter how much prep and relaxation go on, those first few minutes are not happy ones for me. It hurts and I am always a little mentally resistant. I've learned to power through it, knowing things will get better in a couple of minutes. I just always ask for an easy, patient entry on those first two or three minutes. As I sometimes tell guys topping me: Make the first five minutes about me and I'll make the next 55 about you.

 

2. I'm always in a slight bit of shock when I am bottoming. LOL. Not quite sure how else to describe it. I always have this slight state of disbelief that it's happening. There's often a moment, usually right after the entry pain is gone and I'm relaxing into it and the top starts to genuinely fuck, that I realize: "Oh fuck. What have I gotten myself into? This guy is going to SERIOUSLY start fucking me!" ... Even though I've done it plenty of times, there's that flash of shock/panic. I don't pull away though. ... And the longer the fuck, the more that wears off though to the point I don't think that way at all.

 

3. I can't stay hard. Doesn't mean I don't love it. But to really get into being fucked, I've got to really relax the hole. And when I do that, I usually lose my hard. So I'm always amazed when guys getting fucked stay rock hard. I have done that before but not often. But not being hard doesn't mean I'm not aroused.

[Juan Vancouver]

Nature, my ass!

 

Thank you for the instruction, Juan. On a more serious note-- do you mind discussing if you've always been perfectly versatile-- or did you have to learn one role more than the other.

 

Hey Rex,

 

Sorry about the link to that ridiculous article; I had read it a couple days back and I thought it was outrageous until I realized it was a satyrical site.

 

 

Now, about bottoming I have to confess that when I started having sex with guys I thought I was and would forever be a total top. Whenever someone tried to put anything in my ass, anything from a cock to a tongue, I would sweat profusely, cramp up, hyperventilate and tighten up in such a way that when the final approach was made I could not imagine how anyone tolerated such painful ministrations. I thought people were crazy for allowing me to fuck them and when I fucked I did it with the same awed respect that a beer gulping couch potato feels for a thriathlete.

 

"Never," I thought convinced, "Will I allow anything go inside that temple of pain and horror."

 

I went to a proctologyst (Over-achiever that I am) to ask how I could change this pain and after an excruciating examination he announced with resigned voice that I was the proud owner of a hypertonic sphincter and that the prognosis was not optimistic.

 

I just looked at him blinking blanky still nauseous because of the pain.

 

"You're just naturally tight, there's nothing that can be done." He said crassly for the layman.

 

An inelegant nail in the coffin of my prematurely dead sex life.

 

Till of course, one night at a bar I met this guy and we started talking and while I looked at his hypnotic eyes, totally lost under his spell I knew that I would belong to him. We kissed all night long and for me there was nothing else that mattered; I had the strange feeling that I wanted to entirely open up to him even if I didn't quite understand what that would look like. Finally we went to his house and started getting each other naked and next thing I noticed was that he was very actively pounding my ass with his really big cock. The first thing that I noticed was not the fucking but the intense and overwhelming feeling of absolute delight and abandon. We fucked each other that night back and forth and I tried to get it as many times I could, fearing that once that night came to an end my ass would irrevocably become shut again.

 

It didn't.

 

It turned out that once I had realized that it is okay, that I can be fucked and feel pleasure, that this brings me the most amazing feeling in the world, I realized that all along my ass had been obeying the very clear orders of my fearful mind. I took me a while to really master that sense of relaxation and ease, it took me a while to learn which positions were better for different times, how to prepare from douching to pre-lubing myself with a couple fingers right before a cock goes in, it took me a long time to learn to communicate and ask for what I like and let my partner slow down when I need to but now can proudly say that I could pretty much get fucked anytime for any period of time and I enjoy it thoroughly.

 

Hypertonic, my ass!

 

(Or not, I mean.)

 

There is no nature in the business of sodomy, there is only nurture.

 

And I don't think it takes one man to come and show us everything. It is lucky if you find this man that allows you to open up and want it so badly that you make it happen, but if you don't find him it is up to you to take control over your ass and little by little with work and discipline you can learn to take control of that beautiful group of pleasure muscles that can give so much joy.

 

It can -and should be learnt.

 

I wish you the most wonderful adventure into yourself!

[RexAll]

I've always had an instinct for both. There are times I want to top and times I want to bottom.

 

Here's what I can't do: Flip-flop. I'm versatile. But not within a five-minute time frame. If I'm fucking someone, I have no desire to get fucked. I just want to keep driving my dick into his hole. If I get to the point that I am in my "bottom head space" and getting fucked, I just can't turn around and start fucking the guy that's been fucking me. The flip-floppers truly amaze me -- both as a physical feat and a mental feat.

 

As for bottoming itself, there are a few things I've never quite been able to do:

 

1. Initial penetration issue. I've never been able to enjoy it from the get-go. No matter how much prep and relaxation go on, those first few minutes are not happy ones for me. It hurts and I am always a little mentally resistant. I've learned to power through it, knowing things will get better in a couple of minutes. I just always ask for an easy, patient entry on those first two or three minutes. As I sometimes tell guys topping me: Make the first five minutes about me and I'll make the next 55 about you.

 

2. I'm always in a slight bit of shock when I am bottoming. LOL. Not quite sure how else to describe it. I always have this slight state of disbelief that it's happening. There's often a moment, usually right after the entry pain is gone and I'm relaxing into it and the top starts to genuinely fuck, that I realize: "Oh fuck. What have I gotten myself into? This guy is going to SERIOUSLY start fucking me!" ... Even though I've done it plenty of times, there's that flash of shock/panic. I don't pull away though. ... And the longer the fuck, the more that wears off though to the point I don't think that way at all.

 

3. I can't stay hard. Doesn't mean I don't love it. But to really get into being fucked, I've got to really relax the hole. And when I do that, I usually lose my hard. So I'm always amazed when guys getting fucked stay rock hard. I have done that before but not often. But not being hard doesn't mean I'm not aroused.

 

FIFTY-FIVE MINUTES!!!! I am in complete and utter awe!! Unfortunately my sexual escapades more closely resemble this little Bon Mot from the movie Grease with the appropriate changes in gender being made:

 

"Danny: Well you know, these girls are only good for one thing.

Sonny: Yeah, what are you suppose to do with them the rest of the 23 hours and 45 minutes of the day?

Putzie: [With a serious but confused face] Is that all it takes 15 minutes?"

 

Just sign me Minute Man,

 

Rex

[the guys slap him on the head]

[Decatur Guy]

FIFTY-FIVE MINUTES!!!! I am in complete and utter awe!! Unfortunately my sexual escapades more closely resemble this little Bon Mot from the movie Grease with the appropriate changes in gender being made:

 

"Danny: Well you know, these girls are only good for one thing.

Sonny: Yeah, what are you suppose to do with them the rest of the 23 hours and 45 minutes of the day?

Putzie: [With a serious but confused face] Is that all it takes 15 minutes?"

 

Just sign me Minute Man,

 

Rex

[the guys slap him on the head]

 

LMAO ... Hey, I make the "five minutes for me, fifty-five minutes for you" offer. I didn't say it was always taken. But for the record, I have indeed made it 55 minutes about the top before!

[uwsman2]

Juan, you've got it exactly right. It's really about the head, not about the asshole. That is, if you meet that somebody and you just want with all your passionate soul to be entered and possessed by him, it happens without pain because your body just responds by opening up to him. Those are the fucks I truly remember - where there was absolutely no pain because I was just so excited about being fucked that my body relaxed right into it.

[+ purplekow]

Hey Rex,

 

 

Till of course, one night at a bar I met this guy and we started talking and while I looked at his hypnotic eyes, totally lost under his spell I knew that I would belong to him. We kissed all night long and for me there was nothing else that mattered; I had the strange feeling that I wanted to entirely open up to him even if I didn't quite understand what that would look like. Finally we went to his house and started getting each other naked and next thing I noticed was that he was very actively pounding my ass with his really big cock. The first thing that I noticed was not the fucking but the intense and overwhelming feeling of absolute delight and abandon. We fucked each other that night back and forth and I tried to get it as many times I could, fearing that once that night came to an end my ass would irrevocably become shut again.

 

It didn't.

 

Juan I am glad our night together meant that much to you. I may be a purplekow but I am hung like a bull.

[RexAll]

I want to thank everyone for their thoughtful replies to this thread. I especially want to thank PK for admitting that he was the 'man' who made Juan versatile. Well done, sir. Well done!!!

 

My next question being-- for the bottom-- is prostate stimulation the only part of bottoming that is pleasurable?

 

Rex

 

PS I can't believe this is my 100th post! It doesn't seem possible. Where does the time fly?

[leigh.bess.toad]

I want to thank everyone for their thoughtful replies to this thread. I especially want to thank PK for admitting that he was the 'man' who made Juan versatile. Well done, sir. Well done!!!

 

My next question being-- for the bottom-- is prostate stimulation the only part of bottoming that is pleasurable?

 

Rex

 

PS I can't believe this is my 100th post! It doesn't seem possible. Where does the time fly?

 

First Rex -- congrats on the 100th post. Welcome to master status. As someone who has seen his posts pile up (way too many for some, I'm sure), it's always fun to cross one of the boundaries. So congrats. And stick around for many more.

 

Do I love prostate stimulation? Oh hell yes. It is the best. But to say it's the only part of bottoming that is pleasurable is completely not true, at least for me. Just the connection of having someone in me, feeling their power, feeling them, having that connection with my top is probably even more important to me. I just posted it on another thread, but the message I got from Tyger many, many months ago may sum it up best, so I'll repost it here.

 

"Have you had the experience of having your Master inside of you and not moving at all? Just feeling him inside of you and you embracing him with your hungry hole? Looking into each others eyes, feeling his hard cock pulse inside of you, feeling the curve of his hardness, the roundness of the head of his dick? Feeling your body and mind accept him completely? Connected together with bodies balanced between each other until you are one? Consider the concept of intercourse and directing the passion from within and then harnessing it for the external pleasures. Is it enough to be wild dog fucked or do you have an interest in feeling your Master from the deeper level? ie... there is sex and then there is "Sex" with context and Content. Since Trust IS a big aspect here, consider the foundations being heart, Mind, Spirit/Soul first and then opening up your body more from those foundations. Get sense of your Master and allow him that sense of you from the inside out as opposed to the outside in?"

 

And that is why I love that man so dearly. It really sort of sums up what bottoming really means for me.