Gonads!
Bollocks, nuts, balls, gonads. Whatever you want to call them, I love them.
I’m fascinated how the skin changes from loose, with all those delicious ridges which create an intriguing landscape… or is that manscape, to smooth and tight.
I have been known to just sit and watch my partners as they move around regulating their temperature. They’re like a whole different living beast! I can sit and watch them for hours, not that my partner is happy with me intently staring for that long.
I’m fascinated by their lack of symmetry, how the left is always lower than the right. I love watching them grow when we have sex, or at least when I can see them and they aren’t below or behind me.
One thing that never fails to surprise me is how sensitive they are. I see some guys who get off on having their gonads crushed or kicked and then there’s those that find a slight touch too painful.
But one of my favourite things is how they smell. There’s a subtle difference between the scent of his cock and the scent of his balls. It’s deeper and muskier but most importantly it turns me on.
With all their complexities what’s not to love about gonads!