Here's the thing about Blue Balls, they're like the flu and migraines. Real things that are used as a catch all to explain less severe things. Not every sniffley cold is a full on flu. Not every pesky headache is a clinical migraine. And, not every time your girl stops blowing you while you sit back and play Angry Birds amounts to Blue Balls.
In other words, Blue Balls, the Real Blue Balls are strong and acute discomfort in the testicles and prostate caused by fluid congestion. It is caused by sexual arousal not being satisfied and yes, once or twice a man, in his sexual travels, will in fact get Blue Balls. But 9 out of 10 times, Blue Balls is a psychological condition "Ooh, I want to cum now!" and, is used as a guilt weapon triggering one's partner to finish what she started. "Babe, you can't go to work now. You got me half hard. I'm getting Blue Balls. Wah."
Having someone tell you that you are giving them Blue Balls is an insult. It's sort of like having a dangling erect carrot laid over your head and being told "You must finish what you started. Don't be a quitter." Nobody wants to be a quitter, but sometimes it happens. A woman can get nervous, lose her attraction to the guy, or simply pass out from too manyvodka tonics.
This is not Blue Balls. This is Sh*t Happens and dude needs to relax for a minute and then jerk himself off.
A guy who uses the blue balls slant on you…, is a guy not worth your time.
How funny! This happened to me just last weekend. We both had had a few drinks and I was doing my darn'dest to get him off but it was just n e v e r ending. I finally said I was tired and he tried the blue balls route saying "it hurts", wah. He was totally playing me and it worked, I felt guilty but not guilty enough to continue. I told him to go in the bathroom and finish himself if he was so close.
He refused so it must not have been that painful :)
Oldest trick in the book. Boys, women will like you and be more sexually attracted to you if you don't make them feel objectified and if you respect it when they say noooo, I am done. I have been married for years and my husband has tried his darndest to coax me into getting in the mood, but once I say nope he lets it go. If we're in the middle of an "act" and I say I'm done he's never been alll waaah blue balls. I think its pretty rare.