Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Under Armour!!! Yeah!

Hi guys,

Under Armour!!! Yeah! That brand name is guaranteed to produce a throbbing erection in my pants if I on the streets of my city and seeing men everywhere wearing that brand. I haven't seen an athletic event, say a baseball or football game, where adult men decked out in Under Armour.

What distinguishes UA from most other brands of athletic attire is its use of microfiber garments with wicking qualities. Kevin Plank, founder and CEO, of Under Armour discovered this fabric in the manufacture of T-shirts ideal for the playing field in hot and steamy climates as the Baltimore-Washington area. Kevin, when he was a student at the University of Maryland College Park, grew tired wearing T-shirts that became drenched with sweat during football practice. So he founded his company 1995 and just a few years became a global company.

Last September, I ordered first several UA performance jocks with cup pockets. In weeks following, I order several dozen of those jocks in black and white. Then around Christmas time, I purchased several dozen Boxer Jocks, again in both black and white. In January 2007, I got some brand new UA protective cups with the huge UA logo on the front of them. Then later I purchased UA Core Vent Compression Shorts with cup pocket in black and white.

In April 2007 and following, I got a whole bunch Under Armour Heatgear Loose T-shirts in hunter colors from Cabela's and brighter colors from UA headquarters near Baltimore. They have been a mainstay on weekends and days off during the summer. They are absolutely wonderful!

Next week, I shall receive my orders of UA Heatgear Compression Fit Full T-shirts from both Cabela's and UA HQ. They will help me feel masculine and virile in the weeks to come.

To be continued.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

The BIKE CUP no. 85





Hi guys,

Perhaps one of the best athletic cups I have every worn has been the BIKE CUP no. 85. I posted this true story on Allkink's Jockstrap Memories on his web site.

MY FIRST BIKE BANANA CUP

This is a true story that occurred in April 1986 when the Bike Banana Cup style No. 85 hit the market. I was visiting my dad at our family home in northwestern Connecticut for a two-week vacation at the time. The day before the vacation ended my dad and I visited Torrington, CT to do some shopping along with getting a haircut at the barber shop for me. After the barber shop, I paid a visit to Sportsmen's Paradise, one of the largest sporting goods retail stores and team outfitters in our part of Connecticut. It had been a family-owned business for several generations from at least the 1930s or 40s.

I wanted to celebrate one of the best vacations of my life and a career milestone by going to Sportmen's Paradise to get some new jocks and cups. The store was located near the old railroad tracks in Torrington. It seemed more a warehouse than sporting goods stores you see these days in shopping malls. It was an early Thursday afternoon when I got there, a slow weekday. I was greeted by the store proprietor, the only man on duty, who identified himself as Jim. Jim appeared to be in his forties, in robust health, with the physique of a baseball player.

"Do you carry jocks by Bike?" I asked.

"Yes, Bike University jockstraps" he replied. "I need four." He brought out four of these superbly made supporters and I immediately began to get an erection in my jeans.

By this time, blood was throbbing in my head in nervous excitement, not to mention my erect penis, when I asked, "Do you also have any Bike Cups?" It had been a few years since I bought any athletic cups and all of them were traditional flat cups which were okay but they didn't fit me exactly well.

He said, "Yes, certainly we have them, but recently Bike has come out with an entirely new style of athletic cup which you might like."

I was now nearly delirious with excitement that bordered on the sexual as he brought out a rather huge box containing this new jock and cup. He took one of the jocks and cups out. This cup was absolutely HUGE with a thick rubber gasket and an uncommon banana shape that I had never seen in my life! I was trying to keep a straight face and no nonsense demeanor while my cock and balls were getting ready to cream my pants!

Jim, the salesman, was friendly throughout the transaction and even smiled at my astonishment and excitement. I suppose he has had other customers like me over the years.

Needless to say, when I got home, I immediately I went to my bedroom and tried on this new cup supporter unit. It was love at first sight, perhaps one of the best products Bike Athletic has ever made.

I got many more Bike No. 85 cups and supporters for my collection, and even have given them away as gifts to jock buddies over the years. The End.

After thoughts: Yes, just as in that true story, I went straight to my bedroom to try on this absolutely new cup supporter unit. I was getting hornier and hornier as I opened the box. I hauled out this HUGE banana cup. It was made perfectly for the BIKE cup supporter. I couldn't help myself. I beat my circumcised meat to rapid orgasm and pumped out a HUGE load of thick semen.

This cup supporter unit was the first that I could wear to bed comfortably. Not only was it comfortable, but I also enjoyed humping it in the still of the night. Actually it was a form of BIKE riding. The cup held my three-piece set so perfectly that the texture of the cup jock caressed my glans and frenulear area. I would awake with a sweaty half-hard erection in the morning and ended up most mornings beating off.

I am jacking leisurely as I type this. But I plan to post a couple more articles to post tonight.

Take care.

Why do guys masturbate? A celebration

Why do guys masturbate? I guess it is like sex in general. Because it feels so good. The Good Lord made sex and masturbation to feel real good as an incentive for the propagation of the species.

My first day back at work went pretty well. I feel optimistic about the future with a solid job prospect coming my way. So my RIC'ed penis began nudging me as my workday wound down. I came home, wrote out my work diary, and then got comfortable by taking off my clothes, and sitting buck naked here before my PC. My apartment is dimly lit, a romantic setting for some lovemaking with my best buddy between my legs. He's been oozing out a steady stream of precum which shows that he is primed for action.

Male infants are known to pop boners. All boys from their earliest years love touching themselves "down there". Most boys also masturbate from their early years. Masturbation, lovemaking, and fucking are natural actions, although a guy as he grows into adulthood perfects and hones his cock strokes, whether masturbating or fucking. Like I said above wove this into our DNA. Likewise fucking is intimate and powerful bonding of sex partners, and masturbation is powerful way for male (or female) to get in touch intimately with his/her own body.

The sexual act usually begins with sexual play known as foreplay. Couples whether straight, gay, or lesbian begin with kissing and caressing each other's bodies. Foreplay lights the sexual fire of passion for the partners. Likewise, foreplay for the masturbator ignites and pours fuel on the fire of sexual passion between a man's legs. Tonight I am taking it slow playing and stroking lightly my erect, circumcised penis. My glans is a flared mushroom knob. At the same time, I am caressing my hairy body: hairy chest, abs, thick pubic bush, shaved ball sac, muscular hairy thighs. Also I am caressing lightly glans, flange, frenulear area, and just my cockshaft.

He loves my adoring attention. But tonight he is willing to have a prolonged session of foreplay before settling down to serious masturbation.

Monday, August 27, 2007

I, a RIC'ed jock, love to masturbate

Hi guys,

Today is the last day of my four day vacation away from work. I work up this morning at dawn around 6:15 a.m. I am going to celebrate today. Early last evening a cold front passed through and delivered refreshingly cool and dry weather for the next couple days, getting rid of the high humidity we had over the weekend. Also a job contact got in touch with me late yesterday afternoon with a very strong job lead. So early last evening I filled out application forms and returned them by FAX and e-mail. If all goes to plan, my new job begins October 1. Let's fervently hope this happens!

I was going to blog some late last night in this blog but the excitement and stress of the latest job move yesterday exhausted me. I wanted to masturbate so much, to beat my meat, but even my RIC'ed penis wasn't up for it. So I went to bed.

So I woke up. My RIC'ed penis began to stir. I tussled him affectionately, saying, "Let's get up." But he said, "Let's turn over and go back to sleep." Yeah, I began caressing him, teasing delicately my mushroom glans. Finally, he said, "Ok, let's go out and play!" So here I am here on the Net, and typing this blog. And I am having a slow, leisurely masturbation session. Let me see, I think I am going to ride the edge of ejaculatory inevitability, maybe to noon today. I am going to post several blog articles as I edge blissfully, before I allow myself to go all the way and score in a sweet orgasm with an ejaculation of thick, creamy semen.

I am a RIC'ed jock. I am just your typical baby boomer RIC'ed gay guy who loves to masturbate his circumcised penis. I am also a guy who loves to wear jockstraps and athletic cups, now mostly as a fetish, for promoting enjoyable masturbation sessions. In junior and senior high school, I was a real spasmotic when it came to sports and athletics. In college, I began running and swimming, once during my freshman year on the college cross-country team, so I suppose I became a recreational athlete. Jockstraps, athletic cups, Munsingwear Kangaroo Pouch briefs, Speedo racing trunks, and masturbation enhanced my developing physique and sexual expression.

Right now I am buck naked, my semi-hard penis oozing a stream of precum. Yeah, my best buddy is eager for some loving. But this morning, he and I are going to have a leisurely slow dance to climax.

Afterword written a day later: After two hours of riding the edge of ejaculatory inevitability, I couldn't stand it anymore. I beat my meat to climax and pumped out load of thick, whitish semen. Boy, it felt so good!

Friday, August 24, 2007

Masturbation Brings Good Mental Health

Hi guys,

It is close to midnight when Friday ends and Saturday begins. I am seated at my PC here at home buck naked in my birthday suit. I love being naked. Such intimacy in the quiet privacy of my apartment. This is how I truly appear to the Good Lord. Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!

I am a typical baby boomer Anglo American living in our Nation's Capital, Washington, DC, the leader of the free world, even as the Bush Administration would want us to believe. Politics, often of a most noxious type, permeates almost every area of life here, even my work place. I mean the Byzantine intrigue I must endure each work day. Such intrigue, such stress, such adversarialness is enough to emasculate any red blooded man, deplete his sexual drive.

One hears these days many advertisements on the radio and TV about erectile dysfunction (ED) and the inability of many men to "perform" in bed. As a confirmed bachelor and unattached I feel sorry for many men who cannot "get it up" to satisfy their wives or significant others (if they are gay). But the same malaise afflicts a guy like me. In recent years, I don't have the energy to get it on with myself in masturbation. I think ED (and impotence) is a problem of our time. It is a damned shame.

But every male has a penis and two testicles. We guys just can't escape this fact. Males from their earliest years discover what the penis can do in terms of pleasure. Many infant boys do have erections. For most boys, adolescence is a glorious, yet bewildering time, when they discover their rapidly maturing bodies. They discover what their penises can do for them. I know that adolescence for me was a time of discovery and fascination on many levels. Most adolescent boys just love to masturbate because they are perpetually horny. They certainly want to "do it" with girls, or even with their own sex. They become addicted to masturbation, if they are fortunate, a regular activity of self-discovery and self-affirmation for the rest of their healthy lives.

It is know that most men as they enter their fifties masturbate once or twice a week, if they are lucky. But if a guy has an active work life or a profession to pursue, the frequency may be once a week or once every two weeks. That has been my experience in recent years.

Actually I prefer that way. Yes, there is the adage, "Use it or lose it" when it comes to masturbation and just plain sex. But invariably my penis, my best buddy, nudges me with erections when I don't masturbate for a long time. The longer I don't masturbate, the more insistent the erections (usually in the morning) between my legs. Good ole horndog horniness hits me like a brick. My penis tells me, "I want to go out and play" with a rockhard, throbbing erection. If I am especially horny, precum oozes from the piss/cumslit of my glans. Well then I have to oblige my good buddy between legs for a time of serious loving.

Tonight I don't think I am up for a masturbation session. But now I am looking down with admiration at my slumbering, circumcised three-piece set. Yeah, I am caressing him and his two bros. Yeah, that is what playing with yourself is all about, especially if you are a red blooded man!

Further thoughts: Even though I live in a country when many would desire a return to 19th century Victorian mores, it is always wonderful when researchers present reports of sexual activities on adults. First in recent years, they have said that having frequent sex is good for your health. A few days ago, they said that healthy oldsters have sex regularly way into their old age. I think that the same is true with masturbation. Masturbation is a wonderful way for a guy or even a lady to get into profound touch with his/her body. Masturbation helps greatly in self-affirmation and good mental health even for the individual, just as sex is for couples.

A day or so ago, I heard a news report on viagra on the radio. Researchers have discovered that viagra not only relieves erectile dysfunction, but even enhances the sexual pleasure in the male. I have never tried viagra because I am concerned about its adverse side affects. I just let my penis, my good buddy, to let me know when he wants a session with me. He lets me know in a most direct way.

Thom. in DC

Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Glans

Hi guys,

Oh dear! It has been a week of adversarial challenges in my workplace, with more to come! Oh, sigh, 'Tis the season! But fortunately I have four days away from my job. Time to reflect, regroup, to work on my job search for something much better, a job without unnecessary intrigue, a job that celebrates my freedom and creativity.

I am so grateful that I am a man. As much as I admire the fair sex and many great women in history, men in present-day American society are given a bum rap. But this doesn't stop me from being a man, from celebrating my virility. And I must say that my penis and his bros between my legs remind me of this every day, even in times of adversity from the fair sex.

The male penis is an amazing organ. It has been constructed to introduce semen to the uterus in a women's vagina.

Both cut and uncut penises are beautiful to look at. In its erect state, the penis is a pillar of strength. But remember my dictum, "The uncut penis is a diamond in the rough, whereas the circumcised penis is a carefully wrought diamond that sparkles in the light."

Every penis is capped with a glans. "Glans" is the Latin word for "acorn". It is true that glans is an acorn shape on a flaccid penis. But when the penis is erect, the glans resembles a mushroom, a knob, a fireman's helmet, or a cockhead. No penis is the same and every glans is unique. This is absolutely fascinating to cockhounds.

Now what is more fascinating is the mechanics of erection in an uncircumcised guy's penis. In most cases, the foreskin retracts thus baring the glans as the guy becomes erect. The glans is a moist pink, in many cases rather sensitive. Many uncircumcised guys have pointed glans when erect. Also, there are quite a few uncircumcised guys whose foreskin does not retract from the glans when erect. Their penises are truly diamonds in the rough. Many uncircumcised guys can retract the foreskins quite easily, but there are others who can't because of phimosis, the condition of a tight, unretractable foreskin. Severe phimosis can cause inflamation of the glans which may require circumcision. And, then there is the problem of smegma and a smelly penis, if the guy is not careful in daily bathing of his uncircumcised organ.

Through circumcision, all the above problems are resolved. The glans is forever free of the strictures of the foreskin, and the guy is RIC'ed early in life, his glans will truly become a mushroom. Yum! Just thinking about all this is enough to get me horny! Some people say that the glans after circumcision loses its sensitivity. That might be so. But devoted circumcised masturbator can discover a myriad of ways how his glans is certainly a pleasure center.

The glans is truly an amazing part of the penis. It flares out as the penis becomes rockhard in erection. And its shape makes for easily insertion into a woman's vagina. Every glans has a meatus, a piss/cumslit. Hence it is well suited for depositing semen at a woman's uterus. Also, it has been said that the glans acts a stopper from the semen running easily out of a woman's vagina.

But most of all, the glans is jam-packed with nerve cells to give a man intense pleasure as he masturbates or engages in coitus. I believe the serious masturbator is forever fascinated in what the glans can do for him in the delivery of the sweetest pleasure which is the heart of the sexual experience. Many guys, including myself, revel endlessly in the gradations of pleasure found in the glans. Generally the most sensitive areas of my glans are the rim of my glans flange and the groove that runs down from the meatus to the frenulear area (where my frenulum was excised when I was RIC'ed) on the underside of my glans. Now the cap of my glans is also sensitive and on the underside of my glans where the groove runs between are the double lobes of my glans. All guys have this general anatomy in their glans.

I hope I haven't bored you with this intensely graphic and detailed description of the glans. But my penis is eating all this up with a pulsating erection and oozing a generous amount of precum.

Most guys say that the frenulear area (where the frenulum was excised on most circumcised guys) is just as or even more sensitive than the glans. Many guys say that the frenulear area is their "sweet spot", "love spot", or even "G-spot." Also a lot of circed guys say that their circumcision scars (even years after their being circed) are also sensitive.

All this goes to prove that the penis is truly a pleasure instrument delivering sexual bliss both to its owner and to his sexual partner. Many guys, myself included, enjoy stimulating their glans at the beginning of their masturbation sessions. And then they refrain from touching the glans when they are beating their meat because one careless touch will trigger their orgasm and ejaculation. All experienced masturbators from their boyhood years learn techniques of riding the edge of ejaculatory inevitability through stop-and-go techniques. Such guys become great lovers with their partners in bed from of such practice at achieving endurance in marathon masturbation.

I return to my model of the male sexual apparatus being the Axis of Male Sexual Pleasure. I believe that the glans acts as a spark plug in sex. Pleasure originates in the glans, travels down the shaft of the penis, and ends up in the prostate, where the path of pleasure is returned to the glans. It is this up-and-down motion, over and over again, that is the essence of masturbation and fucking.

Anyway think about what I wrote above. I would love to hear from other guys about their glans and how it makes them feel good. Well, just now, I had an exquisitely sweet orgasm and copious ejaculation of thick semen.

Take care,

Thom. in DC

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The Urge, the itch, and jacking off





Hi guys,

I have a long weekend ahead of me. All three of my bosses are away until Tuesday. Plus I have the day off to enjoy. I have some errands to run, perhaps to friends to see, and obviously some refreshing summertime weather to enjoy here in our nation's capital.

However my RIC'ed penis wants some loving this morning. He is happy that I have this respite from the daily grind of earning a living. Normally he is asleep, cradled supportively in a pair of Munsingwear Kangaroo Pouch briefs in my jeans.

But today he wants to play. Every guy has this itch to masturbate. This itch is an urge centered in his loins. I think male humans of all animals have a full appreciation of their sexual apparatus at the center of the loins, this Axis of Male Sexual Pleasure, which I have described in previous posts of this blog. Every young male in his life discovers his penis and the pleasure derived from touching "down there".

When a guy reaches adolescence, his hormones are in full swing. He discovers that his testosterone is at its highest level when he wakes up in the morning. Quite often he might wake up with a morning erection. Sometimes it is rockhard and pulsating. More often his penis is just plump, tumescent, but soft to the touch. I touch my best buddy lightly, and he replies, "That feels so good". I caress him, he says, "I want more." Before I know it, pleasure is flowing through my groin, loins, and whole body. A drop of precum may ooze from the piss/cumslit of my glans. That is an indication that my best buddy may want some serious loving in a masturbation session. If I am not careful, the caressings turn to serious masturbatory strokes, and then I have to oblige my good buddy.

The itch centered in the loins where the male sexual apparatus is located which I label as the Axis of Sexual Pleasure, and urge to masturbate, the birthright of every red blooded male is what horniness is all about. There is a truism that most male teenagers are always horny. There are several reasons for this: First, they are living during the glory days of adolescence and post-adolescence when they experience in a most intimate and profound way their maturing bodies. Second, they witness their maturing sexual organs and what they can do for them. Third, through their developing maturity, they form friendships with the opposite sex mostly through dating. Boys who are gay, if they are in less restrictive societal or family surroundings, may form friendships of a sexual nature with other boys, but more often they have to wait until they leave the family nest for an independent adult life for that to happen.

Horniness, the itch and urge to masturbate and have sex, remains with most males throughout life even into old age. But this impulse to masturbate, to fuck, and the procreate is most cases diminishes slowly as the years go by. But horniness is much more subtle. Horniness permeates a males sexual consciousness, his memories, his yearnings. Horniness demonstrates that males are sexual animals.

I cannot speak for the female sex, the fair sex, because I have been gay all my life. Males have filled my thoughts and consciousness since my first vivid memories at age five of my dad and brothers, and other males in my life. So again, I have to resort to truisms about both sexes. Just look at the sexual anatomy of both sexes. A woman has a vagina; a man has a penis. A woman's sex organs are located mostly in the interior of her body; a man's sex organs are located in on the exterior of his body. The penis was designed to penetrate and the vagina ['sleeve or sheath' in Latin] to receive. It is simple as that. Hence, in the sex act, a man tends to be active and the woman active. So as a gay guy, I can't speak for women. I have seen a lot of sexy women, but because I am gay, I have not known any horny women. But I suppose they are lots of them.

We live in a time when it is ok to say "I am horny" public. Such a statement will meet with approval among many guys. But I don't think it would go over well in the workplace or at church. Likewise most societies forbid masturbation and fucking in public. Sexual acts are best reserved for private places, like the bedroom. That's fine by me.

I think a man and his penis and what he does enjoy doing with the good buddy between his legs is much better in a private place. Some of my happiest times are times when I am alone with my penis, being intimate with him. He certainly prefers it that way.

Well, my RIC'ed penis is a little bored by my ramblings in this post. He is tumescent, at half staff. There are many other things I want to say about horniness, but I'll for a future post for them. Take care.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

My aids or tools for masturbation

Hi guys,

Damn! Just writing this blog on masturbation is enough to make me horny!!! Of course, my circumcised penis loves hearing all this talk. He wants in on the pleasure. In my previous posts I have spoken about the Male Axis of Sexual Pleasure. Every guy has one. The Creator has given each of one of us to use it for maximum use for bonding activities and for the propagation of the human species. Of course, human society from early times has given us boundaries for its legitimate use. When you are single and unattached as I am (to everybody I am a confirmed bachelor), in the privacy of my apartment I have a great deal of freedom to enjoy my circumcised penis in the pleasures and explorations of masturbation.

Anyway I came of age in the mid to late 1960's in times that were restrictive even in Northwestern Connecticut where I was born and raised. As a teenager and as a neophyte masturbator, I became conscious of underwear styles and what I wanted against my privates.
Fortunately it was briefs that I wore from my boyhood. I never took to boxers. The brand brief that I wore was the Hanes white classic brief. They were ok for starters.

Our parents took us boys to a men's and boys' clothing store in Torrington CT. It was there that I saw what I wanted. Getting that very first Johnson & Johnson Coach jockstrap enabled me to narrow my sights. Two magazines helped me in my choice. Boys Life Magazine in the early 60's ran advertisements for BIKE athletic supporters. That was in the heyday of the classic BIKE wheel logo No. 10 jockstrap. Esquire Magazine had ads for Jockey and Munsingwear underwear. They were the eye-grabbing Jockey Y-front Classic briefs and Munsingwear Kangaroo Pouch briefs. Well this store carried both these briefs and the BIKE no. 10 jocks. I wanted all three, but I was afraid to ask. Also the store carrying toy and sporting goods in my hometown carried the entire BIKE line, including, BIKE no. 10 jocks, BIKE swimmer jocks and the traditional BIKE flat cup supporter. But again it was all window shopping, very frustrating.

Away at college, I bought all three brands. The Jockey Y-front brief is ok; I still have a few of those in my dresser. It is the Munsingwear Kangaroo Pouch brief with the horizontal fly that has been my mainstay over the years. Love how it supports my best assets with the comfortable support of a jockstrap.

I forgot to mention my encounter with athletic cups as an adolescent. As I said above, I first saw BIKE athletic cup units for sale at that toy and sporting goods store near our town center. I wanted to buy a BIKE cup at that store but was too embarrassed to ask. The store was owned and managed by an older couple, your typical "mom and pop" store. About the same time, when I was eleven or twelve and so those BIKE supporter ads in Boys Life Magazine, both Sears and Montgomery-Wards catalogs had listings for jocks and cups in their catalogs. I used to beat off looking at them.

I hardly knew any guys who wore cups in contact sports in my home town. But I suppose, a few Little League baseball players and perhaps even grown guys for baseball. My dad the ump certainly should have worn one. But athletic cups in those years were the traditional flat variety. They were flat triangular flat cups with ten ventillation holes. I wanted one so bad.

Finally one spring day, I think I was in tenth grade, we had high school PE outdoors on the baseball field. We play a couple innings of baseball. But during the game, two of our star varsity baseball players, Chuck Zinzer and Cary Beach, ran out to the bleachers in the outfield to retrieve an object. Cary had left his athletic cup on the bleachers after a game the day before. So Cary sat while Chuck inserted the cup into Cary's jock and adjusted his cup. I came close to creaming in my jock, it was so erotic.

A few weeks later after school let out for the summer, I revved up enough nerve, early one Saturday morning and purchased a cup at our town drugstore. It was a Bauer & Black Pro Cup supporter. The druggist sold me a men's medium. It came in a fairly large box with a stocky brute wearing this cup jock on the outside of the box. Again I rushed home in an extremely horny state, but since I was driving I had a slight accident when I attempted to park the car in our family garage. My dad was a little upset, but forgiving later. The cup was a no. 50 BIKE flat cup with a Bauer & Black cup jock. This cup supporter unit added fuel to my masturbation sessions in those years.

Also in those years into the 1970's, were jocks and cups by Flarico and Futuro. They were strong competitors to the entire BIKE line.

To be continued

Good old fashioned meat beating & edging

Hi guys,

After the heady days of one's discovering the joys of masturbation and sex in general, during which a guy enters in what it means to be a man sexually, a guy settles down to good old fashioned masturbation. Well it is not as simple of that. Adolescent boys growing up to be men discover which strokes give them the most pleasure. Of course most adolescent boys, have quickies because they don't want to be caught in the act. I know that was true with me.

It was when I left home and went off to college that I began to have leisure to discover the true pleasures of masturbation. I learned through trial and error the best strokes, the optimum pressure and grip, to maximize the pleasure. Of course, my circumcised penis has been a willing partner in this enterprise. I stroke him, he wants more. I love him, he loves me back. It is the Axis of Male Sexual Pleasure in operation, this arc of electric pleasure racing back and forth between my mushroom glans and my pulsating prostate.

I learned during my periods of leisure, albeit in a busy workday and work week, to give quality time to my best buddy. I learned the basics of edging over the years. Edging is in a nutshell the skating along the edge of ejaculatory inevitability achieving the maximum of pleasure without going over the edge and cumming. All experienced edgers learn the stop-and-go technique of masturbation. Actually the first time I heard of this technique was in a book by Masters and Johnson on the subject of overcoming premature ejaculation. Masters and Johnson encouraged the use of the "squeeze technique" on the patients.

For me it is stop-and-go. I am determined to enjoy my session with my buddy between my legs. He has wanted this so much the last few days.

My RIC'ed penis wants some loving

Hi guys,

Damn, it is already 1:30 a.m. Sunday morning here. My RIC'ed penis wants to play even now. I am buck naked and he is stirring for some action. So this post will be a leisurely slow on while I take occasional breaks to caress my best buddy. He certainly loves the attention.

Nigel, Circumcised.Aussie, from Sydney, Australia sent me a long e-mail about he and his parents had a terrible round around with the British socialized medical system. Circumcision was commonplace in Britain in the 20th century until 1950's when the government agency stopped paying insurance for infant and adult circumcisions. Nigel had to wait for his circumcision until after he immigrated to Australia from his native Great Britain.

I am back at Nigel's blog again commenting to the specimens of circumcised manhood posted. Nigel certainly has an eye for the circumcised penis in all its variety in both its flaccid and erect states.

While I am typing both here and at Circumcised Beauty, I am playing with myself. My penis is eating all this up, but he wants more attention and loving. I'll give it to him soon enough.

I am now in a sweet and slow stroke. My penis is thick, throbbing from excitement, my glans flared, oozing viscuous precum. But I am determined to spend some quality time with my best buddy.

When I am horny and my penis is throbbing in erection and wants some loving, memories of my early teens come flooding back to me. Yeah, slipping on that very first jock was a sexual awakening for me. The jock mesh pouch perfectly held my scrotum and erect penis. My penis shot up rockhard in my jock, so much so that my glans was rammed against the pouch at my jock waistband. Likewise I loved how the mesh pouch caressed my glans.

So as I said in an earlier post in this blog, in the weeks and following that episode, I replicated those feelings through touches to my genitals. This led to masturbatory strokings. Finally one Friday night at bedtime, my strokes took on a life of their own. Each stroke felt better and better and more determined like nothing experienced before. Finally a tidal wave of pure pleasure swept over me. I experienced my first full fledged orgasm and ejaculation.

Whenever I have an fulfilling masturbation session, one that ends in a shattering climax, I feel young again and even reborn

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Shit! A mishap!

Hi guys,

About 30 minutes ago, I received a gracious response from, Circumcised.Aussie, my circumcised bro from down under. Damn! I had the call of nature and had to take a piss in my bathroom. I was adjusting the window blinds of my bathroom when the blinds fell of their holder into the bathtub. It so happens that the holders of these blinds in the window frame completely shattered. So I will have to go the resident manager of my apartment building early next week to report this mishap. I am afraid that I will have to cough up one hundred dollars for its replacement. I am rather pissed that window shades these days are so fragile and shodily made.

The moral to this story is that the male penis is much more stronger and durable. Think of your penis is one your best buddy. You wouldn't mistreat or harm such a buddy. My best buddy between my legs and I have been together through thick and thin for 57 years. I have loved him and he has loved me back in countless, immeasurable ways over the years. You take care of a good buddy and he will take care of you. That is what buddies are all about.

The flaccid penis looks and feels so vulnerable. But in his erect state, he is a pillar strength and capable of delivering love in a most concrete way. He is much more durable than fragile window blinds these days. But nevertheless, treat him right. He is only penis you have :-)

Jockstraps, Cups, and the Male Axis of Sexual Pleasure

stbHi guys,

Like I said in my first post to this blog, it all began with my dad. My dad was not your typical male of the 1950's and 60's and he certainly did not "mess" with me. But he was an active man, had a robust runner's body, and, like I said, his RIC'ed penis was a sight to behold.

He wore a Johnson & Johnson Blue Ribbon jockstrap when he was an ump during my impressionable years. But really, he should have worn a cup too. He was lucky because when I was 13, 14 or 15 years old or so, he was hit in the ribs by an errant baseball in a game. Several of his ribs were broken and that ended his career of Little League umpire in my hometown.

So all things considered, my dad's life was coincidental to my sexual development. I say this in all earnest because in later years we became good friends in other areas outside the subject matter of this blog.

Perhaps the high point of my years as an adolescent occurred when I entered seventh grade in the fall of 1962. That was when gym began to be a serious subject. Coach Knox was different from most coaches that I had in junior and senior high school. He was in his early 60's, having coached sports in our public schools for many years. He was different because he had come to accept everyone in his gym classes, even spasmotics such as myself.

I remember vividly the first day of gym class. It was an early September day: cool, clear, crisp weather, ideal for wearing sweaters for the approaching autumn in Connecticut. He said that the school would supply us with a T-shirt, shorts, and white socks for a fee. We were responsible for getting our own sneakers and athletic supporter. So after school that day I went to our town drugstore and I purchased my first jockstrap. It was a boys' size Johnson & Johnson Coach Athletic Supporter. It came in a smallish box with a buck naked athlete wearing nothing but a jock. I immediately got a throbbing boner in my chinos when I made the purchase.

I rushed home and went immediately to my bedroom. I stripped off my clothes and slipped on the jock. I immediately sprung a raging erection while the mesh jock pouch firmly supported my gonads and penis and caressed my circumcised glans. I learned quickly in the weeks and months following to replicate the feelings "down there" by touching and caressing my penis. This quickly laid to earnest masturbation sessions which rewarded me with my first full-fledged orgasm and orgasm a year or so later.

Over the years, I have come to savor more and more my masturbation sessions. Most older guys learn to take their time achieving climax in their masturbation sessions or sex with someone else. Over the years one learns to focus on their instrument of pleasure. I like to think of my penis as a male axis of sexual pleasure. Like many guys when I began a masturbation session I tend to focus on my glans. Several years ago through my years of experience and reflection of [circumcised] Penis, the glans penis is at one pole of this axis and the prostate at the other end. Sexual pleasure arises in the glans, travels down the shaft of the penis and ends up at the prostate from where it returns to the glans. So when a guy masturbates or fucks, it is this up and down motion of pleasure, or even a circular motion, that brings sexual bliss to owner of the penis [and to his partner, if present]. The challenge comes when the guy wants to prolong his sexual pleasure and that of his partner. Edging and stop-and-go techniques are the answer to this dilemma.

I believe now that I was not only in my sexual discoveries. I am sure many guys have had similar experiences. Would love to engage with other guys into masturbation, jocks and cups through Google.

Thom in DC

Horniness is so sweet

Hi guys,

I am back for a brief visit. I made an error in my previous posting. I meant to say that we are having delightful weather this afternoon. Mother Nature has given a gift of refreshing, moderately coolish weather, with breezes from the north. The windows to my apartment (which faces north) are thrown open to receive this gift from Mother Nature. Until a couple days ago, we had a brutal heatwave.

Anyway I was able to log into Circumcised Beauty, CircumcisedAussie's blog. The human penis is a reflection of the diversity that is found in humankind. Every penis is a marvel and certainly virtually circumcised penis is a reflection of man's attempt to improve upon his mantool. When I discovered the Internet community of men into circumcision, it was like I had arrived home. This happened in December 2002 when I discovered such groups as Yahoo Circlist and Circumcised_guys. So about that time, I composed the following saying, "An uncircumcised penis is like a diamond in the rough, whereas a circumcised penis is a carefully wrought diamond that sparkles in the light."

Right now, I have slipped on an Under Armour Boxer Jock. I love who it supports not only my tool but also my junk.

Back to CircumcisedAussie's blog.

Relunctant RIC'ed blogger into jocks and cups

Hi guys,

Damn I am horny!!!! August 2007 is nearly half finished. We are having a delightful summer's day here in our Nation's Capital and I am buck naked typing this entry on a Saturday afternoon.

I didn't want to begin this blog and I am not sure if I can devote much time to it except one or two posts a week because most of my energy these days is devoted to my developing career. Also I am getting ready to change jobs.

Some facts about myself. I am a GWM in his 50's, a baby boomer. Like most baby boomer males, I was circumcised shortly after birth, a RIC. RIC is acronym for Routine [male] Infant Circumcision. Yep, RIC began to be practiced in the latter 19th century, at least in the USA. My dad was circumcised. I suppose his brothers were too. My brothers and I were circumcised shortly after birth, as well as most, if not all, of my schoolmates. The first uncircumcised penis was when I was a sophomore in college. Early one Sunday morning I was showering in our dorm showers and saw David, one of our star football players. He was a country boy from North Carolina. He was well hung, nine impressive inches in the flaccid state and a foreskin which covered his mushroom glans. Hot!

It all began with my late dad. I remember seeing him buck naked at age five. He had a RIC'ed penis and a beautiful glans. Even then in the summertime, he umpired Little League baseball games in my hometown. I saw my dad's jockstrap at age eleven and the rest is history.

I inherited my dad's endowment and as an adolescent developed an intense fetish for jockstraps and athletic cups which lasts to this day.

But damn, I am horny! There is an impressive blog entitled "Circumcised Beauty" maintained by a guy in Australia who was circumcised as an adult five years ago.

I may post later on today.