Good Vibrations Magazine

I’ve always loved sex toys. Ever since I got my first Hitachi I’ve loved trying the different options and attachments for it — and of course, as much as I love that old workhorse, I adore trying new toys as well.

And anyone who’s read my previous articles in “Male Sexual Pleasure” knows that I’m not shy when it comes to using sex toys with guys. After all, men can enjoy vibration as much as women can, and there’s nothing that says women have the market cornered on enjoying penetration. But it’s always seemed to me that sex toys designed for the pleasure of the male anatomy — that is to say, cock and balls — were a little in short supply. I admit it, no man I met would ever admit to trying those “pocket pussy” things that you see in the less fashionable boutiques, and let’s not even talk about blow-up dolls.

But I’ve noticed that recently the innovative philanthropists in the sex toy industry have come up with a greater variety of toys specifically designed for pleasuring the penis. Far from being odd testimonies to porn weirdness, these toys are tasteful and carefully designed. With the help of my male assistant, I decided to try them out. I have to admit, from the results of my decidedly non-clinical trial, I wish I had a cock. Then again, it’s not the first time.

My partner’s name was Shawn, a fetching and slightly younger man who I’ve been friends with for some time, with more than occasional flirting. It seemed like a good way to break the ice, don’t you think? He warmly agreed to be my test subject, though I didn’t tell him what he would be testing. I love surprising men with toys.

Next came the toys themselves. While Shawn had volunteered to come to Good Vibrations with me to pick out the toys, I loved the idea of laying these toys out on the bed for Shawn’s discovery. I went to the Valencia Street store and explored the options for sleeves. I wanted to make sure this was a complete trial, after all!

The Fleshlight, Ecsta-Sleeve, and Main Squeeze all come in “anus” and “vulva” styles. The Fleshlight also comes in plain. I’ll admit, the selection boggled my mind. I had no idea what Shawn would prefer — and my attempts to suss out whether he would prefer pussy or ass based on our flirting sessions proved utterly fruitless.

One of the helpful staff members suggested that while the sensations between the vulva and anus versions of the same sleeve would be pretty much the same, for many men the choice is about fantasy play. Excited that I was getting to know Shawn, I decided to buy one of each. No point in being shy! I also got bottles of my two favorite lubes, Slippery Stuff and Liquid Silk.

Shawn came over for dinner and a glass of wine with full knowledge that we were going to spend the evening in the pursuit of male sexual pleasure with the help of the mysterious sex toys. During dinner, I kept teasing him, refusing to tell him what it was he’d be testing. I could see him blushing and getting a little turned on whenever I mentioned it.

After dinner we sat on the couch and started kissing, enjoying the feel of getting to know each others’ bodies when we’d been friends for so long. We were good and ready for the pursuit of pleasure, and after a long, slow make-out session, I took Shawn by the hand and led him down the hall.

His jaw just about dropped when I opened the door to my bedroom. All six toys — anus and vulva versions of the Fleshlight, Ecsta-Sleeve, and Main Squeeze — were on big fluffy towels on my king-sized bed. I’d rinsed them all out with water and let them dry, and now they blessed my bed like a sexy buffet. Shawn started to giggle.

“Is this okay?” I asked him, gesturing toward the bed with its array of pussies and anuses.

“This is so okay,” said Shawn, his face flushed red and his cock standing at attention, distending his pants invitingly.

We slowly undressed each other and moved the toys over to one side of the bed. I caressed Shawn’s cock as I kissed him, making sure that he was good and hard. Then I asked him if he wanted to choose which toy to try first or if I could. He said he wanted me to choose. Smiling, I picked up the vulva Fleshlight and showed it to him. His eyes widened and his breathing quickened. I drizzled a few drops of lube into the opening and smeared some more over the head of Shawn’s cock. The flashlight-shaped case was what gave the Fleshlight its name, and it provided a helpful handle. I teased Shawn, sliding the head of his cock between the fleshy lips of the toy, and then, holding the base of his cock with one hand, I used my other to push the toy down onto his cock.

My pussy gave an involuntary twitch as the Fleshlight enveloped Shawn. Jealous? Not really. But I had to admit, the vulva shape was working for me.

“What does it feel like?” I asked.

“Wow,” he said. “It’s got ridges.”

“Does it feel like a pussy?”

“Kind of,” he said. “It feels great.”

I smiled and kissed him. Shawn began to moan as I slid the Fleshlight up and down on his cock. Seized with a wicked idea, I told him to get up on his hands and knees, and then I positioned myself under him, holding the Fleshlight.

“Fuck it,” I told him, and his hips began to slide back and forth.

Soon Shawn was moaning, and he warned me that he was likely to come soon. I asked him if he wanted to come and he said he’d like to play more before he did, which made me grin. Knowing that we had lots more toys to choose from, I rolled him onto his back, slid the vulva Fleshlight off Shawn’s cock and replaced it with the anus Fleshlight after refreshing the lube. Wanting to “enhance his fantasy play,” I showed Shawn the puckered opening of the “anus” first, and smiled. As it slid down over his cock, Shawn gasped.

“Is it different?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “It seems tighter.”

“They said it wasn’t,” I told him. “Maybe they lied?”

“Or maybe it’s just my imagination,” he said, and then he wasn’t saying anything. I was sliding the Fleshlight up and down on his cock.

“I like that one,” he said.

“Better than the pussy?”

“Wow,” he said. “That’s like asking if I like Rocky Road or Dulce de Leche ice cream.”

I playfully spanked Shawn’s thigh and told him if he was going to be sarcastic, he could just say goodbye to the Fleshlight. He made a disappointed noise as I slid it off his cock, but as I replaced the Fleshlight with the Ecsta-sleeve, his smile returned.

The Ecsta-sleeve didn’t have the case that the Fleshlight did. Rather, it was just a gooshy sleeve in my hand — probably why it costs less than half as much as the Fleshlight. It took a little getting used to, since it was slightly harder to keep hold of. But soon Shawn was moaning just as loudly as before. I had been so excited about trying the new toy that I hadn’t even checked which one I was grabbing — it was the anus (curiously enough in boy-blue, as opposed to the vulva Ecsta-sleeve, which is girly-lavender).

The softness of the Ecsta-sleeve allowed me to control how tightly I gripped it, and to feel the swell of Shawn’s cock inside. That was an unexpected pleasure to me, and soon I was having lots of fun controlling how I held the Ecsta-sleeve to change the sensations as I stimulated Shawn’s cock. I got more and more turned on myself as I explored the different angles I could use the sleeve — once I had the hang of it, the Ecsta-sleeve actually offered more versatility than the Fleshlight, though I’ll admit it was nice to have the case to hold on to.

I pressed my body against him as Shawn mounted toward orgasm. I kept pumping the blue Ecsta-sleeve onto him as his hips lifted off the bed. “But we still have toys to try,” he whimpered helplessly as I stroked him off — and then he came, clutching me close, his whole body shuddering as our long session of teasing and testing paid off with what was clearly a mind-blowing orgasm.

We never did get to try the Main Squeezes or the vulva Ecsta-sleeve. After we’d cuddled for a while, things progressed into exploring different avenues of orgasm (i.e., mine) and while Shawn and I spent most of the night getting to know each other, we never made it back to the toys that night.

Cleanup was much easier than I expected — I held the Ecsta-sleeve open under running water and before long it was squeaky clean on the outside. You can also use mild soap with it, but I didn’t find it necessary.

After trying both the Fleshlight and the Ecsta-sleeve, I would compare them thusly: The Fleshlight is easier to handle and a little easier to store. The less expensive Ecsta-sleeve actually offers the unexpected benefit that it’s more flexible and therefore gives you, the handjob-giver, more sensation as you use it. The Fleshlight, however, can be adapted for use in that way — its insert slides out of the plastic case, though I didn’t find it quite as easy to handle as the Ecsta-sleeve. Still, that is a great option, and the Fleshlight case can be used strictly for storage if you prefer to use the insert alone.

I’ll admit that I’ve gotten over any reticence I had about the idea of men’s toys. On the contrary, I’m very much looking forward to making men’s sleeves a part of my routine with Shawn. And something tells me they’ll always have a little sentimental value for us, too!