Guest blog: She likes to use vibrators to make me come

Image by the brilliant Stuart F Taylor

Today’s guest blog is pretty fucking special. It’s written by James Mycroft, who you might remember from this lovely guest poem from a few weeks ago. Today’s post is very different. Where there was longing in his poem, here there is lustful agony. While that poem was about being apart, this one’s about being together – intensely and explicitly. James is going to tell you all about dick vibrations and orgasm control. And because his timing in pitching me this idea matched neatly with the release of the Hot Octopuss Pocket Pulse dick vibrator, I asked them to send one to him to try out. Brace yourselves because this is entirely Not Safe For Work.

Using vibrators to make me come

She likes to make me come.

Well, yes. People are nodding. That’s pretty much the point of sex, right? Especially for those of us who are cis-male and outwardly straight. But perhaps some emphasis would help.

She likes to make me come.

Sometimes she’ll give directions as I touch myself. Telling me to go fast, like I really want it. Like I need it. But then to stop. “Hands off,” she’ll say. As she watches my face, my twitching body, and listens to my ragged breathing. “Now touch,” she says, once she knows that edge is far enough away.

Sometimes it’s her hand. My wrists pinned under my body, or tied over my head, so I can’t stop her – or take over when she slows. She sets the rhythm. I just follow it, body tensing, thrusting up into her hands, until she pulls away. “You’re not begging. You don’t really want it.” And so I ask. I tell her I do want it. I promise anything she wants, ask to please her. After the fourth or fifth or sixth pause, I beg. Sometimes she finishes what she started, hearing my cry, my need, before her hands move to her own body.

And sometimes she doesn’t. Because what she really likes is making me come… when she wants, how she wants, and not until she wants.

***

I don’t remember the first time she used a vibrator to get me off. There must have been a first time, obviously. And there have been times when a humming or buzzing toy was an accompaniment to other teasing, providing a contrast or counterpoint. But I don’t remember when she first found that simply holding a vibrator against me, in just the right place, would give me a very different kind of orgasm.

The problem, if you can call it that, is that it makes me wriggle. It makes me move and shift, both on purpose as I respond to the sensation, and in ways completely beyond my control. And that movement stops the vibration from being in just that right place, below my tip, that spot the textbooks call the frenulum. She laughed when she said it was like a clitoris, but in some ways she’s right. Sensitive, delicate, responding to the right amount of pressure, whether a fingertip moving in circles or a vibrator held steady as I jerk and twitch, to make me gasp and groan and come.

She tried having me hold still. She tried a forfeit each time I moved. She tried tying me down. None of them worked.

Well, they didn’t work to keep that stimulation in the right place without her having to concentrate. Sometimes she still does those things, because they’re fun. But to keep the vibration in just the right place, she found a different solution.

Bondage tape is great stuff. Made of PVC, it sticks to itself but not to anything else. You can choose your colour, and if you’ve the patience it can become a whole outfit. Probably not the sort of thing you could wear out many places, but still. And it turns out that it can be used, wrapped around and around, to hold a vibrator against a chosen body part.

And then it doesn’t matter what you do, how you twist or pull. There’s no escape from the sensation. And she found that with a man who responds like me, you can do pretty much anything – or absolutely nothing, just sit back and watch – and he’ll come. Whether he’s trying to or not. Whether he wants to or not.

It seems that although she likes making me come, controlling every movement and groan, drawing it out or making it fast, she still likes it when the vibrator is doing all the work. She likes watching. And she likes having the freedom to sit back – or lie back – and make the most of a partner who doesn’t need a helping hand or mouth. She found out, and took great delight in telling me, that it added to the thrill, knowing that I was getting close and couldn’t do anything to change that.

“If you don’t come then you can be inside me.”

“I’ll suck you… if you can wait until after I’ve come.”

“You know you’re going to be punished if you come first.”

Sometimes she likes to have me please her, getting off on the thought that I’m also coming ‘on command’ as I use my mouth or fingers to bring her pleasure. She’s suggested that she could have me doing anything, from a long slow kiss to licking her feet, and still make me come. The point is that she’s in control of my body, even without touching me. It doesn’t matter what fantasy she’s whispering in my ear, or how I try to distract myself; sooner or later I’ll lose myself in the feeling.

And sometimes she deliberately plays with every other part of me. The vibrator against my tip means she can focus her attention elsewhere. We’re not specifically into humiliation play, but she really enjoys asking what kind of man comes from having their nipples played with. Or having me tied and helpless, feeling the climax approach at the slow pace she’s chosen, then making me choose between being cropped and being fingered as it happens. She gives me a choice… all the time turned on knowing the certainty of my orgasm is her decision alone.

***

And then there was a new development. After I responded to a post on here with a few thoughts from a male POV – hopefully not mansplaining, although opinions may vary – we were offered something new from Hot Octopuss to try out. A vibrator designed to stay in place, with all kinds of possibilities, just where it would have the biggest impact. This did not require a lot of thought.

When it arrived, it was a little intimidating. Charged via USB, the Pocket Pulse wraps around the tip and, well, vibrates. It’s black, less than featherweight and seems very loud. Discreet it isn’t.

Also: wow.

The fit is fairly adjustable, and the vibrations can be adjusted from ‘impossible to ignore’ to ‘rumbling earthquake’. The model sent included a remote, which means that with a simple finger press an orgasm can be sped up or held back.

She likes to tease with a change in pace, and this means that other fun and games don’t need to stop. If having my pleasure controlled before was intense, a remote allows a new subtlety of dominance. Even with the lowest level of vibration, an orgasm has so far been impossible to resist. I don’t think she’s tired of telling me I need to wait… or of providing punishment when I can’t. Sometimes she simply teases me with what she could do. And sometimes she shows me to lose myself in images so vivid I’d swear she described them in her own words.

“Don’t come until I do… and then you’ve got one minute before you lose your chance for today.”

“I’ll turn it up one setting for each bead you take.”

“Beg me to turn it up. Go on. Show me how badly you want it.”

Laid on my back. On hands and knees. Blindfolded, or made to watch. Touched and teased so all those other sensations drive me faster towards the climax, or my body ignored in favour of providing her pleasure. Instructed to come for her, or told to wait while she makes it impossible to hold back. So many possibilities, but one thing stays the same.

When we play this way, my orgasm is at her command. And we wouldn’t have it any other way.

 

Hot Octopuss sent James the Pocket PULSE for free, because when he initially pitched me the idea of talking about dick vibrations I thought it was something he might enjoy. They also sponsor my website, so if you want to buy a Pocket PULSE Remote of your own, go direct to their site and I get a bit of a kickback which helps me keep this site running. 

James asked that his fee for this piece be donated to CALM – the Campaign Against Living Miserably – dedicated to preventing male suicide in the UK.

6 Comments

  • Jadis says:

    This is so deliciously hot. Orgasm control is definitely featuring frequently in my fantasies right now, so this ticked many boxes and gave me lots more ideas for wank fodder. Thank you for another fabulous post, guest contributor!

  • SpaceCaptainSmith says:

    Ooh, this was indeed a hot one. Somehow I’m not surprised it appealed to our host as well. :)

    • Girl on the net says:

      Haha you know me too well =) And yeah, this one *really* appealed to me. There’s something just ridiculously hot about orgasm control/desperation to come… oh all the good stuff…

  • Justine says:

    Jesus Christ. This is…inspirational.

  • James says:

    Glad this has worked for people other than me. And getting to make GOTN tingle has to be worth putting on my CV! You’re all welcome.

  • Nick says:

    Wonderful stuff!
    I had a unique first experience with my girlfriend the other night that showed me the power of vibrations.
    Now I’m no stranger to the pleasures of things in my bum for sexytime pleasures, however last week a sore throat on my girlfriend’s part required a little improvisation.
    Suffice to say, purple tapered dildo in the “sun doesn’t shine” place and her mains powered wand pressed to the underside of my chap.
    Skilful manipulation of both (with some hip motions from me) and I blew my stack with such gusto I may have blacked out for a second.
    Vibes for the win….

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