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Circumcised guys can only half-know the pleasure of
docking. But when two uncut guys do it, the effect is
electric. For those who don’t know, full cock
docking best happens when both uncircumcised men are
ready to blow their loads. Both partners pull back their
foreskins and put their erections tip to tip. One guy
then opens his hood, stretches it out and forward, and
wraps it over both crowns, holding the tip of his hood
as far forward as possible with two finger tips. The
other guy, who has been keeping his foreskin retracted,
then stretches and pulls that over the whole bundle
and holds it in place while the other extracts his fingers.
With practice, that sequence can happen in seconds.
Taking turns, the two men stroke these “locked”
cocks, moving the foreskins back and forth over the
two glans. That’s foreskin docking. Holding back
your orgasm is more difficult.
If both of the uncut guys have been
ready to ejaculate, “full cock docking”
happens if you can cum together. That’s mind blowing.
The hoods catch the thick jism, which doubles the effect
of the orgasm. You can feel the cum, yours and his,
exploding inside the pouch. You can feel the pulsing
of both erections and the sensation of each ejaculation
washing over your engorged cock The next step, if the
guys can control it, is for each to quickly hold as
much cum as possible in his hood while getting into
the sixty-nine position, then simultaneously transfer
the grip on the hood from finger tips to the other guy’s
teeth. Then you fill your mouth with his cock, foreskin,
and the cum mix, while he’s swallowing your shared
load and milking you dry with his throat muscles. Sound
tempting? Well, once, after a full docking, the other
guy gave me a sensational head-job and we each blew
a second load. His cock was buried way down my gullet
– and I didn’t care if it ever left. Sucking
him dry while he milked my last drop of cum seemed the
least I could do.
That happened to me the first time
a guy showed me how to do foreskin docking. I had just
moved to the coast – new turf for me – and
had two weeks to settle in and explore the surroundings.
At the service station where I’d taken my car
for a tune-up, Sergio, a beefy Latino mechanic, and
I “connected” (call it gaydar) and he volunteered
to show me around. “Dress casually,” he
advised. So, the next day, a Saturday, after meeting
for a late-morning coffee, we walked to his parked motorcycle.
“You’ll need this, Kirk,” he said,
handing me a helmet, “it’s the law here.”
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