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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

For your pleasure...

Hmm, may have overdone it slightly on changing the colours, not sure, but I was bored with the colours I had and my favourite colours are deep reds and purples, so I’ll see how it goes. Nothing to do with the results of yesterday’s seduction test, just a coincidence.

I’ve come over all considerate today, a delayed reaction after reading this article in the Sunday Times Style Magazine:

Considering the dedication with which we men pursue orgasms, it’s odd that we almost never try to describe them. Women, supposedly less orgasm-obsessed, give long, lyrical descriptions of their whole-body orgasmic experiences. Yet, for thousands of years, when even sensitive, articulate male writers have reached the sticky bits of their sex scenes, they weirdly change their point of view and start going on about the ecstatic vaginal fireworks show that they imagine exploding within their lover’s loins.

What is going on here? By far the most likely explanation for men’s reticence is that, frankly, the male orgasm is rubbish. Nature gave us the desire to ejaculate with tedious regularity, yet she also ensured that the experience, though addictive, would be a bit piffling — a cunning method to get us to have sex and spread our seed as frequently as possible. But however transitory and unsatisfying the male orgasm is, we get to see women go through the 5, 10, 30 seconds of face-contorted, white-knuckle yes, yessss ... then bliss. Sometimes, we feel the aftershocks in their vagina for even longer. We hear them purr contentedly in the afterglow. And, while we might feel rather smug for having played our part, real or imagined, we also somehow sense that we were at a different party.

For those of you who don’t know, let me explain what the male orgasm is like. It starts with an irritable sensation in our testicles and the end of our penis. WH Auden memorably called this “the intolerable neural itch”. Try to analyse the “itch” and it soon becomes apparent that it consists of little more than a large body of semen hollering to get out and go swimming as fast as possible. The mechanism by which this cargo of gunge will be released is as crudely sensitive as it is simple. It is so eager to go that, often, especially when we are young and eager, it will happen before we have even got our trousers off. But whether our sperm makes its exit in that undignified manner, or as a result of well done sex, or badly done sex, or, indeed, in the course of a good solo session, the sensation is identical. There is a slight, sweet/sour twitch from the prostate gland; a rather pleasant muscular gurgle from the testicles, followed within nanoseconds by a reasonably satisfying liquid rush the length of the old John Thomas; then, a further fraction of a second later, a moderately agreeable liquid awareness around the tip. And that, other than a few moments in a lifetime when there may be an extra fusillade within the same orgasm (typically, when we have avoided ejaculation for a lengthy period), is it. There follows a brief spell when we feel content and sleepy, and our prostate (if we are aware of its existence, which most of us aren’t, until it starts to go wrong in our forties) aches in quite a nice way.

That level of after-sales service tends to last no more than a few minutes or hours before the urge builds up again. The lasting thing, the satisfying thing, for men is not so much the scratching of that neural itch, but the (admittedly vain) feeling of having impressed, amazed, delighted, whatever, a woman you like and want to please. I am almost sorry to admit this, but more than 30 years of sex have convinced me that the male orgasm in itself is not much more satisfying than a desperately needed wee. It is my strongly held conviction, having been doing this stuff since the mullet haircut was unironically fashionable, that, because of the disappointing nature of their orgasms, it is men who crave the romantic garnish of the slow build-up, the wistful gazing, the expression of undying love around their sexual meat and two veg. Women, however, blessed with a vastly more satisfying orgasmic mechanism, are able to be more pragmatic about enjoying sex for sex’s sake.

If, and admittedly it is a big if, a woman is with a man who knows what he is doing, she will get enough physical payback from the deal to keep her happy for days afterwards and won’t be bothered by the lack of romance, let alone love. Heterosexual men are increasingly less into sex and more into love; women, more into sex and less into love. This is entirely to do with the vastly better quality of the female orgasm compared with the male version. I have talked to men about having sex with prostitutes, which many women mistakenly believe is the male ideal. Most men find it far less enjoyable than they believe it will be. Emotionally uninvolved sex is a letdown for men.

I was discussing these matters with a female friend the other day. I thought she might be the one to undermine my theory. She is a fairly traditional, monogamous, moral, quite religious girl, who, while deeply involved with her career, will admit she is also actively husband-hunting. I put my view to her that sex without a backdrop of, at least, deep affection and, at best, love, is a waste of time and we would all be better off doing it for ourselves. She couldn’t have agreed less. “I’m totally faithful to my boyfriends,” she said, “and I will practise and demand complete loyalty from my husband. In my experience, though, there’s absolutely nothing to beat a night of good, old-fashioned sex with a guy who’s really good and makes me come lots, but who leaves when he’s told — and doesn’t start phoning and e-mailing the next day and becoming a nuisance.” Vive, as they say, la différence.


Now I can appreciate that the guy who wrote this article was generalising here but it got me thinking. Biologically it makes perfectly good sense that a guy has this frequent need to spread his seed, but it doesn’t make sense that the actual mechanism for spreading it should not be as enjoyable as the female mechanism for receiving it. Yes, this is why we girls have orgasms, they increase the likelihood of conception at ovulation, oh and they are emotionally bonding, so I guess we just like to do a lot of bonding, but I digress.

So how does a guy learn to experience a more mind, body rush of orgasmic energy similar to that of a woman? Well as you can imagine this is a big topic and I couldn’t possibly attempt to cover it in this post, but briefly.

First of all you’ll need to be open to getting in touch with your feminine side, makes sense no. Adopt a more sensual approach to your love-making. If you always tend to view ejaculation as the end result requirement of sex, change your view slightly, stop chasing your orgasm and let your orgasm come to you.

Masturbate, as if I have to tell you to do that… but don’t just stick to your usual routine, play around and use different techniques and rhythms so that you can explore your sexual response, if you’re adventurous use toys, if you’re not adventurous, get adventurous.

Orgasmic girls do all of this and probably a lot more besides, in general being orgasmic is not inherent for women, it is something we learn.

Of course a man will never experience an orgasm like that of a female, but with enthusiasm, time, patience and experience a man can definitely experience the best male orgasm possible.

For your pleasure:
Maximum Orgasm DVD

Jonathan Margolis
O: The Intimate History of the Orgasm

This article has raised other thoughts in my mind, which I will of course share in a future post.

posted by Opus at 10:53

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