Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2009 14:53:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Sargon Bighorn <sargon_bighorn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Male Physiology II

Male Physiology II

Learning to read the non verbal signs

Hi it's Brent again.  Getting the sperm sample from my Dad was a blast.
Seeing his ab muscles flex as he shot his load was hot.  He's sexy and
supports my education.  That's why I attend an all boys private school.

Last week Mr. Hardwood said we would be pairing up with a class mate and
practicing the edging technique and collecting sperm samples from each
other, we would also be learning how to tell when an orgasm was imminent by
looking for certain things, watching the facial expressions, learning other
non verbal signs, and feeling the changes in the engorged penis.  The class
research project was to measure the length of edging time involved, coupled
with increased stimulation to the penis and the resulting amount of sperm
ejaculated.  As the semester progressed the idea was that the edging
sessions would last longer, there would be multiple points of stimulation,
and the sperm amounts would grow greater.  We would write our research
results on a big chart in the class room.  That was the theory project.  We
were assigned to prove it.

When we each entered the class room we entered our figures onto the chart
and took our seat.  Mr. Hardwood was at his desk getting ready for the
class and when the last set of figures was entered onto the chart he began.

"Good morning guys.  I trust everyone had a good evening.  It appears
you've all done your homework for class.  Let's take a moment and look at
the results."  Mr. Hardwood moved over to the chart and gave it a quick
once over.

"This is good.  It looks like we'll be starting out with normal figures.
But I suspect that as the semester progresses and your techniques and
understanding improve, we will see all these numbers increasing.  For
example, Brent, I see you wrote that your Father lasted 10 minutes and
ejaculated 14 milliliters of sperm."  He turned and gave me an approving
smile.  I felt proud.

"Yeah, he really tried to hold out longer, but couldn't seem to manage it."
I said with a sort of shrug and smile.

"Don't worry.  Today instead of pairing up as I'd planned we have a special
guest and I'll be teaching you have to sense when an orgasm is on its way
and what to do to slow it down.  Let's turn our attention back to the chart
for a minute."  Mr. Hardwood directed.

"Tom, I see you wrote that your Dad lasted 45 minutes and produced 21
milliliters of sperm.  That's fantastic.  Those are the biggest numbers on
the chart.  Tom would you like to share with the class what it is you did
to produce such good results?"  Mr. Hardwood asked.

"Well sure I guess."  Mumbled Tom.  "What I did was this..."

"Hey Dad I need help with my Male Physiology homework can you help!"  I
yelled.

"Sure Tom, be right there, give me two minutes."  My Dad replied.

When my Dad came into my room I explained the assignment and Dad said fine.
He stripped out of his clothes and sat on the edge of my bed.  His hairy
firm chest and flat stomach nicely complimented his arms.  A well
proportioned man.  His cock was flaccid and appeared to be about 2 inches.

With Jack off cream, timer, measuring vial, and cock ring ready I began by
slipping the cock ring over Dad's cock and balls.  As I handled his cock it
slowly grew in length and thickness.  By the time I had the cock ring set
his cock was fully erect. The foreskin was pulled back, and his cock
appeared to measure 8 inches with a large vein running down its top.  Dad
let out a slight sigh as I finished putting on the cock ring.

"Okay Dad I'll begin."  I started the timer then and did as I learned in
class.  With slow constant swirling motions I moved my lubricated fingers
around the head of my Dad's cock.  I would sometimes have to put my finger
under his foreskin to keep contact with the glans.  As pre-cum would ooze
out I would stroke it fully up and down the length of his shaft.  I never
rushed it and always used the same constant pressure and movements.  My
Dad's legs would flex and relax, his chest would heave and he'd breathe
slowly and steady.

After about 30 minutes of this constant attention to my Dad's cock head I
moved to his frenulum and started the same gentle swirling motion.  I again
sometimes had to move his foreskin down to expose the sensitive skin under
the head.  This seemed to have an immediate and dramatic effect on my Dad
and his cock.  He moaned loudly and leaned back on my bed holding himself
up with his arms.  He pushed his hips out with each swirl of my fingers.

I moved my fingers up and down the underside of his cock.  With each
upstroke a new drop of pre-cum oozed out and I would use it to stroke his
cock.  By then my Dad's cock was rock hard, pulsing frequently, and Dad was
in ecstasy.  I looked at the timer; I'd been practicing the technique on my
Dad's cock for 42 minutes with out a let up.  I was amazed.

"Son I think I'm ready to blow my load."  My Dad moaned to me.  "I can't
take this much longer.  Go a bit faster son."

So I moved my fingers faster around his cock head swirling faster with a
bit more pressure.

"Ugh son I'm coming, yeah I can't hold back any longer."  Dad moaned
loudly.

I grabbed the measuring vial with one hand and continued to stroke my Dad
with the other.  My Dad threw his head back, tensed his legs, let out a
huge moan of pleasure, and shot one huge load of white sperm into the vial.
His cock pulsed again in my hand and another huge load shot into the vial.
He did it again with less force, but each time I felt his cock swell in my
hand just as each volley of sperm flew into the vial.  After the fifth
pulse and shot, he relaxed and settled back down.

"And that's pretty much how it happened Mr. Hardwood.  I did just what we
learned here in class."

"Thank you Tom, that was very informative.  Okay class as I mentioned we
will have a special guest today.  We'll be learning how to read body
language and other non-verbal information from our subject."  Mr. Hardwood
said with a smile in his voice.

"Okay Coach Long please come in."  Coach Long came into the room in his gym
shorts, shoes, and gym shirt.  Coach Long was also the Math teacher, but
that did not mean he was rail thin or geeky.  Coach Long had prominent
veins on his massive forearms, round shoulders, and thick hair covered
legs.  He stood about 5'11" and weighed about 175.  He was ripped and lean
muscled under that shirt as all the boys knew from showering together after
gym class.

Because we were already 20 minutes into the class, that left just about 35
minutes for the demonstration.  From our last reading assignment, we were
learning more about prolonged orgasms, testicular stimulation, and non
verbal signs of imminent ejaculation.  This demonstration would deal with
reading those non-verbal signs.

Mr. Hardwood said, "Coach Long would you please come to the front of the
class and assist me with this demonstration?"

Coach Long moved to the front of the class.  `Be happy to."  He said.

"Please remove your shorts and jock strap Coach Long.  I'll place the cock
ring on Coach Long's penis.  As you see I've placed everything we need here
on the table with the exception of the measuring vial.  Today we will not
induce an orgasm, but only learn about reading non-verbal signs pending
one."

Coach Long walked up to the front of the room and took off his shorts and
jock strap, freeing and very nice penis which hung in front of a large
scrotum.  He leaned against Mr. Hardwood's desk.  Mr. Hardwood started the
timer, put the cock ring on Coach Long, dipped his fingers into the tub of
jack off cream, and began to gently swirl his fingers around the glans of
Coach Long's cock.  Within two minutes Coach Long was fully erect.

"Now class I've asked Coach Long not to talk or otherwise make any sounds
during this demonstration.  I'll do my best to create the greatest amount
of pleasurable sensations so as to show as many non-verbal clues as
possible with in the time we have left."

Mr. Hardwood was an expert at this, his fingers moved with practiced skill
and precision around the now swollen glans of Coach Long.  With each
movement of Mr. Hardwood's fingers Coach Long would flex and tense, move
his head from side to side and grit his teeth in an effort to stifle his
moans of pleasure.  He'd close his eyes and open his mouth in silent groans
of ecstasy.

We all leaned forward in our seats, before Mr. Hardwood said, "I'd like
everyone to come to the front and get a close look at what is happening.
Don't touch or make any noise just observe."

As Mr. Hardwood continued his skillful ministrations to the head of Coach
Long's raging hard cock he described what was happening to Coach Long and
what was most likely being felt by Coach Long.

"Observe that as I swirl my fingers over the head, it pulses and swells up
slightly each time.  This means Coach Long is clamping his Kegel muscles.
It's almost involuntary but can be controlled.  With each contraction a
small amount of Cowper's fluid will be pushed up the urethra until it comes
out the glans.  I can feel some moving up now, watch class as I encourage
some to flow from Coach Long's penis."

Mr. Hardwood moved his fingers to Coach Long's frenulum and swirled with
expert movements.  Coach Long tensed again and a huge bead of Cowper's
fluid oozed from his raging cock.  Coach Long bucked his hips a bit and
again barely stifled a moan.  Mr. Hardwood spread the clear fluid up and
down Coach Long's cock inducing yet another huge bead of pre-cum to flow
freely from his cock head.

"Notice Coach Long's scrotum is also contracting, pulling his balls into
his body.  This is a sure sign that an orgasm is imminent.  So I'll stop
touching Coach Long and let things settle down.  In fact given the time
let's stop right here and continue this demonstration at a later date."

Mr. Hardwood stopped edging Coach Long and Coach relaxed back onto the
table.  Sweat was beading on Coach Long's forehead and he looked exhausted.

"I've stopped the timer at 20 minutes.  I'd like you all to write down some
notes.  First let's thank Coach Long for being such a willing and happy
volunteer today in our Male Physiology class."

"Thank you Coach Long."  We all called out.

"You may get dressed now Coach and thank you again.  To let you know class,
Coach Long has agree not to jack off for the remainder of the next two
weeks, but has agreed to be part of our in class project.  We'll look
forward to seeing Coach Long again very soon."

Coach Long got dressed, smiled at us all and headed out.

"Okay class, that was a fine demonstration, what I'd like you to make note
of and practice tonight is watch for the glans to swell and recede as you
edge your Dad's or male family member's penis.  Watch for greater hardening
of the penis as the session grows longer, and watch for the scrotum to pull
up with greater regularity as orgasm nears.  Also keep in mind you will
feel the cock pulse and harden as you hold it.  But remember this homework
assignment will not require a sample to be collected.  In fact if your Dad
is willing, I encourage you to edge him for 3 days, as long as he can take
each edging session.  On the fourth day you will be instructed to induce an
orgasm and collect and measure the sperm amount.  So for tonight, it's only
practicing your technique and learning to understand the non-verbal signs."

"Be sure to look ahead in your text book as before you know it we'll have
to understand testicular stimulation and sperm production.  It's an
important aspect of this class; I want everyone to do well."  Mr. Hardwood
said over the class bell and the noise of us all getting up and heading out
the door.


Reading Dad's non verbal signs


That night was going to be busy.  I had plenty of chores to do and homework
in other classes as well as Male Physiology.  With getting my chores done,
helping with dinner and the normal routine at home, Dad and I did not
really sit down and rest until the clock read 8:30pm.

"Whoa son, where does the time go?"  Dad asked.  "Seems like we just got
home."

"Yeah and I've still got Male Physiology homework to do.  It seems like I'm
always loaded up with homework."  I complained.  "It's like I'm always
treading water and not getting ahead."

"Well what can I do to help son?"  Dad set his newspaper down and looked at
me.

"I just need to practice the edging techniques again."  I said.

"Well as you know I'm happy to help, but that orgasm last night took it out
of me son.  I don't know if I can have another one again tonight."

"Not to worry Dad, this assignment is about reading non verbal signs.  All
I need to do is ask you not to make any sounds and I'll watch your
responses and reactions to what I do.  I'm supposed to time this of course.
You'll have to tell me if you think you're about to come as I'm still
learning to read the signs.  And Mr. Hardwood asked us if we could do this
for 3 days running.  Me edging you for as long as you can stand it without
reaching an orgasm.  Then on the fourth day inducing an orgasm and
measuring the sperm amount."  I explained.

"Yeah sounds like a plan to me son.  I'll try to hold out for 30 minutes
today, 40 minutes tomorrow, and we'll go for one hour the third day.  What
do you say."  Dad asked.

"Great by me Dad.  Let's start.  We can just do it here in the living room.
I'll go get what I need."

When I returned to the living Dad was naked, hard, and smiling.  Easy I
thought no problem.  My Dad was always nice to see naked, this time was no
different.  His hairy chest and legs were such a masculine turn on.

With out saying anything I placed the cock ring around Dad's cock and
balls, started the timer, dipped my fingers into the Jack off cream and
began a slow steady swirling motion around the head of Dad's cock.  I had
to call to mind what to feel for and what to see.  As my fingers moved
along the frenulum, Dad's glans would pulse and swell.  Yeah I thought, it
is working.  I made the same motions again on the underside of Dad's cock,
again his cock head swelled in response.  Wow this is great.  I did it one
more time and a huge flow of pre-cum came out of Dad's cock.  Oops I
thought.  I missed that, I should have felt his cock harden before that
flow.

"Okay Dad I think you must be tensing your Kegel muscles and pushing up
pre-cum.  Don't answer me I have to feel for it.  I'll try again."  I said
while looking at my Dad's swollen and pulsing cock.

Again started the swirling motion on my Dad's cock head.  But this time I
felt his cock pulse and swell slightly as I held it in my other hand.  Oh
so that's what to feel for.  It pulses and gets harder each time.  I then
once again moved my fingers to the underside of Dad's cock head and swirled
around with my fingers.  Each time I did, I felt his cock pulse and harden.
And just as I thought, with the third gentle ministration on his cock I
felt a harder pulse and up surged pre-cum.  My Dad stifled a moan.

It flowed over my hand this time there was so much.  Without missing a
stroke I rubbed it up and down Dad's cock.  I noticed Dad was breathing
hard, his head was back and his legs tensed.  I also noticed his balls were
pulling up in his scrotum.  His cock was super hard now and the head really
big.  He was breathing deeply trying not to have an orgasm.  I could tell
he was working with me and trying to prolong this edging session.

"Dad I think you're close and this is not about an orgasm.  I've seen what
happens as I stimulate certain areas of your cock.  I think we can stop for
tonight."  I stopped the timer and noticed it read 32 minutes.  "Wow Dad,
you lasted 32 minutes, better than we planned.  How do you feel?"

"Wow son."  Dad huskily said between deep breaths, "that was fantastic.
You're really learning some great stuff in that class.  You had me on the
edge several times, but you read what I was feeling without me saying a
word.  That was awesome."

"Thanks for the help Dad I really appreciate it.  Mr. Hardwood's class is
one of my favorite."

I removed the cock ring from Dad and said, "Remember Dad, no jacking off or
orgasms for 2 more days.  It's part of the project."

"Okay son, No jacking off for two more days.  We'll see how things go on
day 4 of this project.  I'd really like to meet this Mr. Hardwood some
time.  He sounds like a nice man.  How about we head downstairs and get
some ice cream and watch some TV before bed?"

"Sweet deal Dad."  I said.  "Count me in."