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How long do you really want to "do it"-

How long? I would be happy with 8"
Want to do it? Non-stop forever but I surely would get hungry or need to pee.

Signed,
smart ass

funny..

I'd be interested in knowing about any research on this "duration of sex" subject also. Before ED, I used to like to have sex for many hours on end. It was not "jack rabbit bed thumping fast sex". Usually slow with alot of kissing and changing of positions. When I discovered bimix/trimix, and it gave me 4 hour erections: i went back to this behavior. I'm wondering now if all this did not perhaps play a part in the scar tissue and ED that I'm now dealing with, (by creating physical trauma).

I have very intense sex once or twice a week that last for about an hour. She is super orgasmic and has dozens of very intense orgasms. I’m blessed with a good one too, but after one hour of pounding I don’t want sex for at least 2-3 days. Her libido is about the same, so we seem to be compatible.

All the best!

What you want and what you can do are the difference things.

alibaba wrote:How long do you really want to "do it"-

How long? I would be happy with 8"
Want to do it? Non-stop forever but I surely would get hungry or need to pee.

Signed,
smart ass

YES to both... 8" and non-stop forever

Larry

Agree with Larry.... I would love to have 8” and as long as I we both wanted it!

Lionel Ritchie

Oh my. I read thru the post and I am almost in tears. I somehow almost feel selfish in a sense as I try to form some type of answer.

From my very first actual love making session at 18 with a girl that most guys for whatever the reason made a last choice, I decided I wanted it to be special. This is most likely the girl I should have married. I knew her from grade school and JR high and then we reconnected my senior year. She was going to one high school and I another but she was a school bus driver and our paths crossed. I knew her brother and parents and the other 2 brats that ran around the house.

This was at a time where my ED issues only flared its head once in a while. Like every guy on that first leap I don't think I scored exactly the home run I wanted. I remember afterwards holding her and I said I am going to talk to your dad. I thought she would come unhinged. I said OK I will go to the library and get books and read. This was 1968.

I did read books and her dad was the coolest guy I knew. One girl Martha and 3 boys. Her dad and mom were cool but her dad was a card. One Saturday we were going on a picnic to White Lake and I asked if I could borrow a couple of life preservers and he said sure. He asked if I wanted a beer and I said what do you think and he laughed. We went out to the shed and he picked out 2 for us. I said I knew a really nice place that was quiet and we could go swimming and it most likely would be after 10 before we would be back. He turned and asked me what is it about Martha you like. I said it isn't for the reason you might think but she is smart. She wasn't a bad looking girl but she did have some eye problems and had to wear rather thick glasses and this was why guys were not interested. He said we have known you a long time and I told Tish (his wife) you would be good to her. I said, you know sometime I would love to have a long talk with you. He said next Saturday we will go fishing. Oh hell I would have ditched the picnic to go fishing. OK THE WHY: I lived in WILMINGTON, NC - GOT IT!!!!

We did go and his wife packed enough food, we headed for inland waterway, got his boat and we were off. It was really hot and we started shedding clothes till all that was left was our bikini trunks. I actually thought I filled mine out very well till I saw his and I felt my little Ralph was a wienie. Gill's junk just didn't fit so good but he turned to me and said "impressive". I said what? He said impressive. I let it go. He said you wanted to talk so go for it. I was having trouble getting the words together much less right. He said is about sex and I said yes but I think the answer was my head moving. He said son, I am not worried about you. It was quiet for a moment and I said I don't want to do it wrong. He said that was the right statement and it means you care. Well I became a chatty Kathy and I am sure most don't even know what a "Chatty Kathy is". We talked, had a few beers and caught a hell of a lot of fish. We were almost burnt as we had shed, such as it was our trunks, as we headed back we slipped into some suffer shorts and sleeveless pull overs. Gill taught me something, Martha was going to college and I to the military.

The POINT: It isn't about you ever. It is about the both of you. If you are selfish and only want to get off, you have missed the whole thing. I have several post where I use the term: MAKING LOVE. HUGE FUCKING DIFFERENCE for you and for your partner, regardless of sex.

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