In a heartbeat if she was into it.

I've tried a few toys that I liked. But nothing beats the sensation of having my girl giving it to me from behind while she stroked me to a violent explosion. Alternatively, the only equal is having a live, throbbing cock pulsing inside you with heavy, hairy balls banging against your own balls.
In my 20s I had an older admirer that spent a lot of time wooing and enticing me into a relationship that was built entirely on his admiration of my body (and the fact that I looked exactly like his first high school gay boyfriend). I was - at best - bi-curious and lonely. But, affection is affection. Eventually, after a couple years of just performing for him and receiving his affection, I finally gave in and offered him my services. He actually seemed a little put-off as if he really didn't want me to be active in our relationship. I discovered he was more interested in me being his straight-boy conquest instead of an active participant or equal lover. I know that's important for some gay men.
After a while, we broke it off and haven't seen or heard from each other in almost 30 years. In my deepest daydreams I often wish things had transpired differently and we still had at least occasional contact. His loving affection was unlike anything I've ever experienced.
And, to be honest, I often wish I could give him the benefit of everything I've learned since I was his naive little twink.