Here’s the typical scenario I, and I imagine most men would love during nursing:
“What am I looking for? A man who comes home from a long day of work filled with stress and the worries and frustrations of the day and seeks my full, milky breasts to relax and unwind. A man who lays beside me at night and lets my dripping nipples drift him off to sleep. A man who wakes up and aches to latch on to me as much as I ache for him to suckle away my engorgement. A man who finds comfort and solace between the curved mounds of my chest and craves the taste of my milk. A man who knows there is no sweeter place to be than buried in my breasts drinking from me as I stroke his hair and we lay there in silence. Is that man you?”
General affection and physical comfort during nursing sessions would be immensely cherished by a man. See short video clip in CN elevates women. Feminists agree.