Finger on the Pulse: Prostate Play for the Passionate Partner

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**Why Offer Your Guy a Prostate Massage?**  

Because it feels phenomenal. 

When the prostate is stimulated and engorged before climax, it heightens sensitivity and often leads to longer, more intense orgasms with a higher semen volume. Done regularly, prostate massage may also boost arousal, prevent issues like ED or PE, enhance erection quality, and elevate mood and energy.

Yet many men never experience this pleasure due to stigma around anal play. Fear of discomfort or the misperception that enjoyment means something about their orientation holds them back. But every man has a prostate rich in nerve endings, waiting to be awakened. With love and intention, a massage from you becomes a gateway to discovery — fun, natural, and deeply connective.
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**Quick Intro to the Prostate**  

The prostate is a walnut-sized gland that lives just above the testes, near the bladder. It produces seminal fluid — the nutrient-rich liquid that makes up most of a man’s ejaculate. No prostate, no semen.
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**Massage Tips That Make All the Difference**

1.💬 Be open and communicative. Let him know what you're doing and listen closely to his responses.
2.💅 Keep nails short, smooth, and clean — gloves help, but hangnails can poke through.
3.🧴 Set the tone with a full-body coconut oil massage. Get him relaxed and melty before focusing on the prostate.
4.☁️ Introduce your lubed finger slowly using gentle pressure. Circle the anus in four directions before easing in — palm up — to the first knuckle. Stay attuned to his breath and body language.
5.💨 Guide him through deep breaths to ease tension. This helps shift discomfort into pleasure.
6.💫 Edge his orgasm with rhythmic stimulation, then slow down. The dance between arousal and stillness builds electric connection.
7.🔁 Repeat the build-and-release cycle, layering pleasure until climax feels effortless and expansive.
8.🛌 Aftercare is key: keep him warm, snuggle close, and let him bask in the glow.
9.🗣️ When he’s ready to talk, offer your full presence. Listen gently and hold space for whatever surfaces.

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