How many hard-ons?

So since most guys wear jeans, then the mystery is solved. We can't see em.
It's so interesting though.
 
inside truth

Here's something that many men like myself didn't know in my younger years, men DO NOT control their hardons, if you don't believe me give it a try, just stand there and try to get it up with out touching it or fantazising it just doesn't happen that way, women can control your erection very easy, if she's horny and she lets you know you'll get one instantly, and in the other hand if she's just not in the mood well you'll just have to resource to a nice fantasy, porn or other artificial way of geting one. That's why if you see a woman that is dress or acts sexy even if she's not a knockout, you'll most likely to get a woody, YES you LADIES HAVE THAT POWER OVER US, when you are horny we are design to react to it, it's that simple, hope this explains some doubts, you can read more on this subject on a book that's called the "one our orgasm".
 
The reason guys are so good...

ok, you girls seem to be having a bit of trouble understanding the concept here. Its all very simple. If you did something you didnt want to broadcast to the entire world, 42 times a day, do you think u would get good at hiding it? When i was younger, i would worry that people would notice when i got an erection :nana: (and i did, very often) but noone ever does. So guys get less self-concious about them, so we arent putting out vibes we are hiding a serious hard-on :nana: . One small hint for the girls out there, watch for one weird step in a stride, that's the readjustment. When it comes to carrying on like normal while your dick :nana: is hard as a rock, we men are masters of our craft.
 
Dedlite said:
ok, you girls seem to be having a bit of trouble understanding the concept here. Its all very simple. If you did something you didnt want to broadcast to the entire world, 42 times a day, do you think u would get good at hiding it? When i was younger, i would worry that people would notice when i got an erection :nana: (and i did, very often) but noone ever does. So guys get less self-concious about them, so we arent putting out vibes we are hiding a serious hard-on :nana: . One small hint for the girls out there, watch for one weird step in a stride, that's the readjustment. When it comes to carrying on like normal while your dick :nana: is hard as a rock, we men are masters of our craft.


I'll have to keep an eye out for that from now on. Thanks for the advice. :D

Now I won't just be staring at crotches while the guys are sitting, but when they're walking too....I'll be as bad as a guy staring at women's boobs. LOL
 
Personally, I love it when a woman checks out my crotch. I mentioned before a woman I work with that gets me hard and she looks all the time. Dedlite is right...I know she has caught be making a readjustment. Here a tip girls...we usually do a readjustment with a hand in a pocket.
 
O.K. I'm so surprised women don't already know these things that I have to ask:
Didn't you ever ask your boyfriend about these things? What about a male friend? Cousin? Older woman?
If not, then why not?
 
Retrieval said:
O.K. I'm so surprised women don't already know these things that I have to ask:
Didn't you ever ask your boyfriend about these things? What about a male friend? Cousin? Older woman?
If not, then why not?


For me, it just hasn't stoked my curiosity enough to think about asking anyone at all. Usually have so much other stuff bouncing around in my head, asking someone about erections doesn't enter my mind. And then when I *AM* thinking about it (and looking at crotches) I'm in the company of people I don't wanna be asking to begin with.....my Dad, his friends, salesmen. I get really really bored when around them and sex usually enters my mind frequently to quell the boredom.
 
Retrieval said:
O.K. I'm so surprised women don't already know these things that I have to ask:
Didn't you ever ask your boyfriend about these things? What about a male friend? Cousin? Older woman?
If not, then why not?

I did. I do. But not with everyone and I will certainly not ask just any man about these things. Of course I have askes my boyfriends. But I'm not interested in the hard-ons and how their owners deal with them if I'm not interested in the one or the other.... :rolleyes:
 
Not every man is going to answer honestly. I mean, lets face it. It's much easier to answer that question online than in real life.

"Dear, how many erections do you get a day? Do they randomly just pop up?"

"Only when I see you hon." As he pulls me in and blah, blah, blah

It would never dawn on me to ask a friend of mine if they knew how many erections a man gets. How would they know? In this kind of setting, like lit, your chance for getting an honest answer increases.
 
jasmine8316 said:
Not every man is going to answer honestly. I mean, lets face it. It's much easier to answer that question online than in real life.

"Dear, how many erections do you get a day? Do they randomly just pop up?"

"Only when I see you hon." As he pulls me in and blah, blah, blah

M and I talk about sex a lot. He knows I was not born yesterday and know that my lovers don't only and exclusively get erections when they see me and only me :rolleyes: He knows I know it's nothing to be jealous about. It's what happens consiously in his mind after the random erection that matters.

So I have asked him ....! What's the problem? Of course I know where we stand elsewhere sexwise, so I was not too afraid he would make things prettier for me or (feel the need to) lie about it.

We have talked during the day (while apart) and he has confessed he had a a hard-on when we were (obviously) not together. Could be caused by a picture, memory / flash back or whatever. I don't mind as long as he then at least wants to come home to share it with me, and no one else.. ;)
 
Oh yeah. I'm not completely naive. I'd be worried about him if I was the only one who got a rise out of him. I just didn't realize the frequency it happens. I also figured a guy really didn't have control over his reactions. I don't think many women think that.

I just wondered how often it actually happens. I thought occasionally if he saw something that would spark his interest in addition to the night ones. It never occurred to me in the frequency that is mentioned.

Thanks for all the replies guys!
 
For the married or attached ladies out there, I would not be concerned about your partner getting hard looking at other women. As mentioned, we can't help it. That is to say that even if the woman that is the object of the erection was willing we would be faithful. I've been in relationships where I have been sexually excited by another woman who was willing and I did nothing. Sometimes it's very difficult, but most of us guys have some scruples. LOL! That being said, if I am not involved and a see a girl that gets me hard, and find out she is willing, I can guaranty that even without knowing her that penis would be inside her. It just aches for some relief and as said many times, has no conscience.
 
hey alain88 how do you get so many erections in a day? do you do kegels a lot during the day (squeezing the muscle to keep it hard)?

And to the women, I actually get turned on when y'all just show interest in the subject. And I loooove the fact that you all hope you cause erections during the day. I can guarantee that you all have. Especially if you wear tight clothes that cling to your tits or ass, oooh baby. Or something as small as accidentally bumping into us with your tits, it's enough sometimes
 
taolanes said:
hey alain88 how do you get so many erections in a day? do you do kegels a lot during the day (squeezing the muscle to keep it hard)?

And to the women, I actually get turned on when y'all just show interest in the subject. And I loooove the fact that you all hope you cause erections during the day. I can guarantee that you all have. Especially if you wear tight clothes that cling to your tits or ass, oooh baby. Or something as small as accidentally bumping into us with your tits, it's enough sometimes

I really don't know why I get so many erections...just plain horny I guess. You are right about the little things woman do that just make my dick hard instantly. That bumping with their tits is the best. My cock practically wants to explode when they do that. All that said, my dick gets hard fast but seldoms stays that way unless the stimulus remains. The really strange thing is I get hard just as often now in my 50s as I did when I was 20. I guess thats a good thing...but since I don't get laid as often maybe not. LOL
 
alain88 said:
The really strange thing is I get hard just as often now in my 50s as I did when I was 20

You have no idea how encouraging that is!

What do you think is the main reason for that? Frequent kegels? In good physical shape? Eating well? Or something as simple as just a better mental state of mind?
 
I'm a 26 year old guy and I think I could inject a bit of input here.

BigM mentioned that he can see or think things and not get hard, but his wife just looks at him and he gets instant wood. I think that's similar to the mind-memory trained reaction of the dog's mouth watering when he hears the box of food being shaken. When your wife looks at you in that special way wives do, it triggers that response and she can easily pop your wood at will. It has to do with the fact that you know that she's willing, you know she's into you and you know that she loves to give you what you want. It's prior experiences that cause this reaction where your partner is concerned. (As an aside, he's not just being a jerk and telling you what you want to hear when he says he only gets hard around you - in all likelihood he's usually hard when he's near you for this very reason).

With other things it's different. I'm not in the habit of (trying to) pork every nice girl I see on the street. When I'm walking around I look at every nice thing that walks, and I give just about every female I see a once over. If I see something that catches my eye (and it's not always a well-proportioned body part, it's probably more often to do with the way she moves or a coquettish mannerism and often has nothing to do with her body type at all) then that might cause an erotic thought, or a desire to approach her or even the animal response (damn I'd tap that in a second if she looked my way). Whether or not such a thing triggers wood depends on how I feel about the nice thing I've seen. If what I've seen has made me think to myself, "Wow, she's hot, I'd love to fuck her!" then that is likely to bring on a stiff breeze downstairs. At least as often, though (and this is the kicker, something I don't think anyone has touched on yet), I see the girl and my reaction is not "Holy shit I want to fuck that", but it's "Wow, that girl is really beautiful, she's gorgeous, her ass is just perfectly toned and those breasts are so full and nice and she's really pretty in the face." The message I'm conveying here is that the former thought is a sexual one, whilst the latter is purely appreciative of a thing of beauty and has no sexual connection at all. I might very frequently find myself thinking the sexually related thought about a girlfriend or a picture in a men's mag, or a girl I'm on the prowl for, and I spring a stiffy. But it's important to realise that I see my female friends, co-workers, and random ladies on the street whom I find the picture of perfection, and it's not a sexually related concept but rather the admiration of the female form. This type of thought does not trigger the sexual response of erection and is at least as common as the sexually related thought.

Putting this into context, BigM's thoughts when he sees his wife are the sexually related ones (since he's sexually attracted to his wife), but I'm betting he could just as frequently see a good-looking girl on the street and appreciate her figure and beauty without popping wood on the spot. It's still something he'd want to look at and enjoy the sight of, but it doesn't trigger erection.

Perhaps this addresses the question of why some sights and thoughts cause an erection and others, whilst seemingly the same thing, don't!

As a postscript, I find it very hard to accept that guys my age pop 38 stiffies a day. I am in my sexual prime and whilst I have never consciously counted them I'd say I get fewer than 10 stiffs in a day.

Maybe I'm just one of those guys more likely to have a beauty-thought than a sex-thought!
 
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I guess we're all wired different. It is very hard ( no pun intended ) for me to see a beautiful woman and not have sexual thought and the resulting erection. Perhaps that's why I am no longer married. LOL. I can make my cock hard just by thinking about making it hard. So for me it doesn't take much.

taolanes, I do have a fairly good diet and don't smoke. I do kegels but not religiously and only recently, just because I heard they make you shoot farther. The frequency of erections were the same before doing the exercises. I am in good shape for my age. I'm very active and I only weigh 150 lbs so I haven't gotten flabby like many men my age. I have no idea if that affects you sexually or not.
 
I am in my mid-40s and also very prone to erections. For me, visual stimulation is one of the weakest triggers. Speaking with an attractive woman or contemplating sex with her, on the other hand, will definitely cause a reaction. It is all psychology, I think, and it is quite buried beneath the surface. Many times I don't even know I have them and I have been in many situations where I thought I should have them and I do not. Other times, they occur at the worst possible time.

Ok, I have a funny story about getting your erection noticed. Once in a business meeting, I was watching a female colleague give a demonstration of our software. I had always thought she was cute, but on this particular day, something about her appearance called to my inner being. Men can undress women very easily with their eyes and I have great skill (as do most of us fellows) at deciphering the meaning of the angles and extensions. In her case, actually plundering these mysteries would no doubt be very enjoyable. First, she was very pretty and darkly mysterious - her eyes were pitch, her hair dark, and her lips full and pink. She had small breasts with an attractive mold and you could just barely pick out the shape of the aureole. There was no doubt where her lovely nipples, although wrapped in a tight bra, pushed forward (and slightly upwards) in defiance. Moreover, she was very curvaceous. Her hips cried to be mounted and her legs would feel so good around my back. All of this I could see with all her clothes on.

Naturally, my phallus was also involved in these proceedings and I became agitated and aroused. We had been sitting beside each other before her presentation and when she returned to her seat, she dropped some of her notes. I stood up to help retrieve them. When I gave them to her, I found that she was staring right at the obtrusion at my loins. She was not smiling, nor did she appear to be complimented. I was a bit nonplussed, holding the papers and a cdrom, which she finally took from my hands. The whole exchange lasted a long three or four seconds.

In that time, I am sure I lost my erection very quickly, but it was not gone for long. Instead of letting the moment pass, she determined to torment me, much to my pleasure. First, while one of the directors started droning on about some product sale target that we all knew was impossible without more advertisement, she suddenly was whispering in my ear.

"Did you like the presentation?" she said, her voice giving nothing away. I nodded and turned to her and smiled, gave her a thumbs-up. I was really embarrassed at that moment.

A moment later, she leaned over again. I was not surprised this time - maybe I had seen her move? - but what she said left me speechless. "I saw your dick," she said. "It was hard and it's not very long, but it looks thick."

What should I have said? Should I have confessed it's not very thick either? Should I have suggested that the only proper way to judge its dimension is if it were inside her throbbing pussy?

My reverie was interrupted rudely with the realization that there was dead silence in the room. Oh shit! Someone had asked me a question and I had no idea what it was. I didn't even know who had really asked me, but everyone was looking at me, including the presenter. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her mischievous eyes, black without a hint of light, and did the only rational thing possible. I asked a meaningless question in response. It happens a lot in these meetings and it becomes a great skill. It was something like, "I am sorry. I was just thinking about that last graph where you were comparing the blah blah blah to the blah blah blah of the previous month. Could you rephrase your question?" Somehow I got away with it. I looked stupid, but it's lost in this environment, where people are so bored they count the number of times the sales manager clears his throat (40 times in an hour - smoking...) and often nothing at all ever happens.

I survived and was relaxing when she pushed a paper in front of me, while simultaneously putting her hand right on my jeans. Before this, I was in the state of maximum relaxation and had shriveled into a pure flaccid state. Thus, her hand pawing around, while she waved the paper - some kind of graph that I didn't understand at all - before me. It was odd to say the least. She leaned over and asked, "Where is it? I can't feel it at all."

Naturally, it was already growing. She took the paper away, but she continued to plow my crotch and soon could feel it stirring. The meeting went on for another ten minutes or so and all the time, she was rubbing my penis, actually holding it through my jeans (I was wearing jeans, so there! :) There was no fear of orgasm, because even though I was excited, being massaged through your jeans just doesn't feel very good. It was more her occasional whispers, the sight of her lips, her lusty smell... I really don't know, but it was this that left me raving, but all under the mask of stone that I had to adopt to survive the "ordeal". I didn't want it to stop, but of course, the meeting finished and we went off to our different duties. She went off smiling, her lovely ass bounding away, begging to be taken, but of course this was all in my mind. She was just walking away.

We made a date for lunch later that week and I did pursue her tactfully (confessing that I found her very attractive - which wasn't necessary, was it?), but she guaranteed me that she wasn't interested. She only liked me and did not desire a deeper relationship - especially because we were both married. I opined that surely there was some compromise - maybe we could just give each other oral sex - and she laughed in a full voice that still makes me throb, remembering how she threw her hair back, how her eyes seemed impenetrable, how lovely the curve of her cheeks and the fullness of her lips were. It's that image I want to fuck, you know. Even more than her pussy! Ok, I take that back. Almost as much as her pussy... In any case, she sounded wise as she explained patiently that (at least with her) there was no middle ground. She either fucked with all her heart or did nothing at all. I felt abandoned.

Anyway, nothing ever happened. She saw my dick in my jeans. She tormented me for her enjoyment (was it some odd kind of revenge). Now I have at least one way to instantly get hard. There you go.
 
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mgringo,

Reading your story is another way of getting an instant hard on. Thanks for sharing, although I'm envious as hell. Then again, her grabbing your cock and then you getting no release from it must have been sheer hell.
 
Thanks, that was my intention, as well as to underscore the point that the owners of a penis are as much mystified by the way it works (or doesn't work) as the targets of our affection.

This girl, I'll call her by her name now - her name is Lydia - continued to tease me every so often. We were at a holiday party and I had already resigned - I was just biding my time until my new gig started. My wife was there as well and the two were very chatty. I overheard them talking and was surprised that she was complimenting my wife on her breasts, asking if she had had them done (they are natural phenomena) and asking her opinion if she should have her own enhanced (my wife said it would be most unwise). In any case, later that night we were sitting together, while my wife was off trying to find out why our table had no good champagne. Lydia turned to me and said, "My husband says my breasts are not the same size. He thinks this one (pointing at the left or right, it didn't matter then nor does it now) is too small. What do you think?"

I think my mouth opened and I started to stutter something foolish, when it dawned on me that this was a magnificent chance. "Um, it's hard to tell, because I really can't see how they compare." This was an enormous fabrication. Beneath her too formal dress, she was wearing a strapless bra, but it was very frilly and changed nothing in her dimension or shape.

"I wish I could show you. Of course that is impossible! There are so many people around. It would be nice to know your opinion though." By this time, my eyes were rapt, pinned so much on her pleasant mounds that if she moved quickly the nipples could pierce my eyeballs. "I think my left one _is_ smaller, but it's my favorite. When I pinch the nipple" - and here she made a little circular motion above the cloth - "it is so tender. I feel it in my womb." My mouth was dry.

Again, though, we never consummated anything. My wife came back with the champagne. I watched her a lot that night - not my wife, but Lydia, which is really weird because my wife is beautiful and we have great sex, whereas the other woman offered me nothing except an unfulfillable fantasy. Does that make any sense to you? I guess there is no logic to be found in any of this.

Have a fun day!
 
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So now we've learned that being fondled with jeans on doesn't feel very good to a guy..So if you're making out with a guy in jeans should you not touch his crotch at all?

So informational!
 
sirensiren said:
So now we've learned that being fondled with jeans on doesn't feel very good to a guy..So if you're making out with a guy in jeans should you not touch his crotch at all?

So informational!

I guess we all won't agree on this point. I like my cock fondled in jeans, Dockers, Dress slacks, underwear, whatever. Go ahead and fondle...I think most guys will love it. I think in mgringo's case, the circumstances just weren't right.
 
ok :) what is the best way to fondle when he's in jeans? softer?

I've heard also that many men prefer women to be more rough with them, that they fondle too soft, of course it's individual, but it's interesting to hear your opinion
 
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