Some of us evidently produce more pre-cum than others.
I would like to respond to the gentleman who wrote in recently regarding his lack of pre-cum, and suggested that we do not mention it as it tends to mislead the ladies. While I don't produce pre-cum when aroused 'by the bucket', I do produce quite a bit. Enough in fact that while wearing boxer shorts and light colored khakis, I get a nice wetspot at the end of my hard dick.
I recently met a very good friend of mine (sometimes lover) in a semi public place, and we began talking about things sexual, how and when we masturbate, when the last time was, how horny we were becoming and so forth. This conversation was making us both hot and horny. I slid round and showed her my hard cock through my pants and before long there was a nice wet patch at the end of my cock from pre-cum.
This drives her crazy with desire, because she knows I don't produce this fluid unless I am highly aroused. The entire time I was asking her if her pussy was getting as wet as my cock, and of course, it was. While her wet spot didn't show through before we had to leave, she indicated that her panties were soaking wet, especially seeing how hard I was and virtually staring at my rather large spot of pre-cum, even reaching down to feel it when no one was nearby.
As fate would have it, we had to head back to our respective responsibilities, however on my drive down the interstate to home, I called her and described in detail how I was stroking my cock, lubed up by my pre-cum, which was flowing freely and had my cock so very slick. I love the way my hard cock feels when just underneath the head is covered in pre-cum and my index finger just slides up and down where the head joins the shaft on the underside.
In the past we have masturbated together over the phone when we couldn't actually get together, but this time she just listened and whispered how she wanted to fuck me, slide her wet pussy over my cock and ride me, and have me taste her now flowing juices. It was dark as I drove, allowing me to have access to my entire cock, from the base to the tip. Knowng how turned on she was listening to me soon had me so close to cumming and it was difficult not to go over the edge.
I enjoy getting right to the edge and backing down until I can't stand it and did this for several miles down the interstate. Finally neither of us could stand it any longer and using my thumb and forefinger placed underneath the head of my cock, slick, very slick with my pre-cum, I exploded. Thick ropes of cum reached almost to my chest, soaking my shirt. She was softly moaning on the other end of the phone, enjoying hearing me in ecstasy. Between the pre-cum and the now fresh cum in my hand I continued stroking as she exhorted me to continue stroking my cock and I did.
I remained hard and began to feel the beginnings of another orgasm, deep within me. It didn't take long and when it came, I should have pulled over to the emergency lane as I was humping in the car seat and very nearly screaming in what was one of the most awesome orgasms I have ever experienced. After I collected myself and wiped up my cum as best I could (yes I tasted it)I continued down the interstate with a very satisfied grin and totally relaxed body, nearly limp.
All this started earlier that afternoon by meeting my lover in a place where we could only basically look and she could see the nice wet spot of my pre-cum soaking through my boxers and making a nice wet round spot on my khakis.
Incidently, she later told me of her masturbation later that night while thinking about our time together in the park and hearing me cum while driving down the interstate, but that is another story.