Monday, March 31, 2008

Spring's timid appearance

Hi guys,

In thirty minutes here, we will pass from the month of March into April. We have had the last few weeks colder than normal weather which has delayed somewhat the appearance of spring here in our nation's capital. Early Saturday morning I spent several hours admiring the cherry blossoms around the Tidal Basin in the early morning sunshine, but it was COLD. The daffodils and tulips are blossoming and the trees are budding, but we have had so far few balmy days.

Yesterday I observed my birthday. Since then I have had annoying impressions of my getting old, I mean, really old. Such realizations are antithetical to this blog. Fortunately I still have my vigorous, manly health reflected in my long, athletic walks about the city.

I have said in earlier blog entries that masturbation helps a guy stay young. There is nothing so wonderful or beautiful but to take time with your penis. He loves the attention, every appreciative and admiring glance, every stroke, even in foreplay. I love the expression, "playing with yourself." Playing with yourself if done leisurely with mindfulness is always fun and pleasurable. And pleasure begets more pleasure, especially if you are playing with your cock. Your one-eyed buddy gives you an excited erect salute. Your glans meatus oozes viscous precum that has a delicious burning sensation that is localized in the G-spot of your excised frenulum, but runs down the cumtube of the shaft of your penis and ends up in the root or bulb of your penis where the prostate is located.

My RIC'ed penis just loves and eats up this talk. He wants more affection. God, he's a pork missile ready for launch. Damn, the pump action rifle between my legs is cocked and ready to shoot volleys of cum, impregnating semen! And just now, it happened. Take care, guys.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

A RIC'ed masturbation "poem"



Here are you, my good buddy, who has been through thick and thin over the years with me. I feel you rockhard, throbbing in my Munsingwear Roos in my sweats early this Saturday morning before sunrise.

Don't you worry. We can have some fun, play some, or even alot. This is known as sexual play, a sexual sport found on the playing field in the privacy of my apartment.

You reassure me. You show your love for me as my best buddy because you make me glad that I am a man, that I can exult in my maleness. A maleness that goes back to early years of my boyhood, exulting in the presence of older males, actually grown men, so virile, so confident, I suppose all are so good in bed with their wives or interested women.

I was twelve years old at the time. My RIC'ed penis was becoming larger with each passing day as I entered adolescence as I began to sprout a pubic bush and the beginnings of a beard. Shaving didn't begin until a year or so later when it became a necessary ritual first thing in the morning each day.

Damn, twelve years old then, and I was getting these insistent erections. It was about the time I saw my dad's jockstrap for the first time. His jock pouch was HUGE. I got my first athletic supporter for gym then. The jock pouch supporting my genitals firmly also caressed my RIC'ed glans. The jock said, "Yeah, touch me here. Touch me "down there". I reveled in caressing my jock pouch, especially my glans being caressing by the poroknit pouch. So began my exploration of my manhood. Daily, insistent, filled with and emitted the most pleasureable sexual energy.

I even wrote a short poem: "Touch and feel your penis. Feel the sensational feeling". It was more an incantation, relentless, persistent. Unfortunately my mother discovered it and confronted me with it and tore up before my eyes, and said, "Don't you ever write this again!" Well mothers are mothers, but even she could not quench this current of sexual pleasure, coursing in my loins, in my RIC'ed penis, in my testicles, prostate, my entire sexual apparatus, in my burgeoning and blossoming adolescent body.

Well these touches and caresses, as I have said in previous posts, became more directed, more insistent, more focused. I learned, almost by instinct (since I didn't have an older brother or cousin or even uncle to instruct me) to stroke my penis. Not only did I focus on my adolescent tool between my legs, but I also fixed my attention upon athletic supporters and cups, and Munsingwear Kangaroo Pouch briefs, which I wanted even during those innocent years, but which during my college years were able to purchase as a young adult.

Hot high & tight inner foreskin circs



Hi guys,

My RIC'ed penis and accompanying sexual apparatus is cocked and ready this morning. Another week has gone by and once I am horny and randy!!!

Actually last Saturday morning I didn't get a chance to post to this blog because my circed penis was insistent for some action. There is that same sort of insistence this morning. But I want to add to this entry two pics of guys who received high and tight circumcisions with much of their inner foreskin showing. Inner foreskin is the area from the glans to the circumcision scar. In most guys, the circumcision scar is generally an inch or so from the glans, but in some guys a good three inches down the shaft of their erect penis.

The first guy is a classic example of a high and tight circumcision. His circumcision scar is halfway down the shaft of his awesomely thick shaft of his erect penis. He is lying on his backside with his butthole facing the camera and his erection in the twelve o'clock position. His frenulum has been excised. And his glans! Thick, flared. Wish my tongue and lips were lathering his glans, tongue fucking his meatus, but going down on his pork missile!

The second appears to be in his twenties or early thirties, in excellent, robust health, judging by his pork missile in proud salute, aiming for the skies.

Wish you all could see my RIC'ed pork missile. Ready for launch. Cannon loaded ready to fire its manly load of semen!

Saturday, March 8, 2008

A hot, hairy, flanneled and circed stud



Hi guys,

Tonight I am posting a pic entitled "Home Page Hottie" in the Hairy Circumcised Guys Google group. He is 1980's vintage, a hairy circumcised guy wearing a red flannel shirt opened to show his hairiness. And his circumcised erection! High and tight circ with a Gomco scar a good two/three inches from his mushroom glans. I believe he was featured in Honco Magazine sometime in the early 1980's. That was when most gay porn stars and models were circumcised. I remember the hours of sheer delight beating off while admiring these studs almost every day. Enjoy!

Thom. in DC

P.S. I forgot to mention that this hottie also sports a beautiful mustache. That is why he is so kissable. He looks somber in the photo, but his mustache adds to his smoldering sexuality. I believe that it was Freud who said that facial hair on men reminded him of their genital areas. Freud had sex on his mind. That is why his psychoanalytic theories were so scandalous to the still Victorian Viennese of his time. But boy! What a combination. A thick 'stache and beard; hairy pecs, abs, and thighs; a thick public bush and proud genitals on a man! All man! Hot!

Petting and necking, making out

Hi guys,

A week has elapsed since my last post in this blog. It is business as usual at my workplace these days. We are in a time of transition and uncertainty. The only thing I can do is just put in my eight hours Monday through Friday and have a businesslike relationship with my direct supervisor. That is for the best for me. Her bosses have high regard for my work. I am grateful for that kind of regard.

How does a guy unwind after the conclusion of a work week. Well, he may go to his favorite restaurant with his sweetheart or enjoy the camaraderie of a neighborhood bar over drinks. Or he may watch television to relax.

Straight guys go out on dates with their sweethearts. Particularly among teenagers, a guy with his girlfriend out on a serious date is a special time. Often their affection may be physical with kissing, petting, and necking, making out. Such physicality may stoke the flames of sexual ardor among a guy and his girl. This ardor may lead to serious loving making in bed. "Going all the way" is sexual congress, coitus to its logical conclusion in a sexual climax which melts hearts and brings about union. Of course, societal norms prevent this consummation long before, at least until marriage. But we live in times when all is possible.

Gay guys are perhaps more direct in their lovemaking. Two men making love are the intensification of male sexual passion to the power of two, if not more. I know. There is nothing more beautiful or more powerful than turning on a guy through sexual stimulation. Yes, there are the subtle actions of kissing, petting, and necking among male lovers. It is awesomely beautiful seeing male lovers making out. But invariably their attention is focused upon their genitals, often in the state of arousal. That is the epitome of horniness and randiness in the male. Most sexually aroused guys are direct in what they want from their partners. They want to suck and fuck.

The same can be said about male masturbation. Most guys engage in a serious date with their penis. The frequency of such dating varies. The male is perhaps most sexually potent in his late teens or early twenties. It is shown in the steep angle of his erection, his pork missile as it juts out of his pants and aims for the skies. Most guys during that period may masturbate once every day or even several times a day. Thereafter the frequency lessens to two or three times a week. By the time, a man enters his forties or fifties, he may masturbate once a week or once every two weeks. That is my experience presently.

For most men entering middle age, masturbation may be the main form of sex that is enjoyable for themselves. Many women as they age lose interest in frequent sex, or sex altogether. So a married man is left with his one-eyed buddy between his legs. Masturbation provides a safe outlet for his sexual drive and keeps him in touch the dynamic of his male sexuality which is filled with pleasure and health giving vitality. Likewise for most gay men and many single unattached bachelors, masturbation serves the same purpose as their married brothers. Masturbation is the great equalizer and leveler among males, irrespective of their sexual orientation. Many guys from their teens may be drawn toward each other in mutual masturbation or group masturbation, a circle jerk. There is something irresistible about jacking another guy's penis and he yours. This is concrete, affirming mutuality.

Most guys, especially if they live in the country, love the outdoors. Traditionally it was men who spent time outdoors hunting and the women kept hearth and home, perhaps gathering fruits and berries, at least in prehistoric times. I realize that this sounds sexist. But even now, many males are in close touch with nature, the cosmos.

But there is a different cosmos, that is found within. Mystics through spiritual practice, both male and female, are in touch with both the outer and inner cosmos.

But there is the inner cosmos that is physical that sexual expression unlocks. Coitus, sexual intercourse, fucking unlocks the inner physical cosmos to fucker and fuckee. Likewise for the dedicated masturbator, a rich inner cosmos is opened up and explored, a cosmos of sensual pleasures beyond measure. For a RIC'ed baby boomer jock like me, I revel in the pleasures my RIC'ed penis and bulbous, mushroom glans deliver to me beyond measure.