Sexually speaking this is a frustrating time for me. It's one of the fundamental reasons I started this blog, to work through sexual issues in my head and on "anonymous" paper. Only two friends, very trusted friends, have access to reading this blog. For obvious reasons. As I've noted in a couple of previous entries my libido is up as a result of testosterone injections and a newly rediscovered physical strength that is a direct result of the t-shots. I've become far more physically active and exercise on a daily basis - usually twice a day. My body is responding in ways I haven't experienced since my twenties, and I am surprised at how bad I'd actually gotten to feel. After only a few months (6) I have solid muscle tone in areas which  have been complacent for decades, and quite a bit more stamina as a result. Along with that new physicality Lil Rambler is up and active several times a day, an activity level I haven't had in at least two decad...

"A hard man is good to find." - Unknown I've awakened several times in the last few weeks with morning wood. This is something new for me, and probably hasn't happened for at least ten years, perhaps longer. It's a pleasant experience and something that, in a way, reminds me I'm male. But it's been a long while since I last was awakened with Lil Rambler asking for attention. And now we know why. One of the more intriguing experiences of the last couple of years is my diagnosis of low testosterone. The symptomology was there, but for some reason the doctor (my GP) never caught it until I was well below the threshold for a healthy male. I knew that "Lil Rambler" wasn't up to his former self, and my interest in intercourse and other forms of sex had waned. Intellectually I was still fascinated by the topic, but the body, which had grown - to be brutally honest with myself - had grown fat and flaccid. "Former Athlete's...

Like almost anyone there are times I like to be naked. I'm not a nudist, or a naturist, but, for example, I love to swim without the unpleasant baggy shorts men now wear. I prefer to be naked. Yeah, on the design side the swimsuits are fashionable for a man's physique and look better than Speedos on a fat guy, but in their current mode they're also TOO baggy, TOO big and frankly get all gummy and gross when you actually use them to, you know, swim. And they drag. So I swim nude. I also like to be naked in the hot tub and spa. Who doesn't? (Other than very shy people, and very repressed and judgmental religious sorts.)  (I won't impose my sensibilities on the former, but the latter can go fuck themselves.)(Non-judgmental followers usually join in the nudity, so...) I like sleeping naked. Many people do. And I enjoy going to a nude beach and just relaxing in the sun and surf. And, ultimately, after a few drinks, drop trou with a good friend and just tal...

In my life I've been subjected to a myriad of physical problems related to my lower left quadrant. I mentioned this in the last blog entry, and even showed one of the surgery scars from a hernia operation a couple of decades ago. It seemed like, and still does, my lower left abdomen and groin receive more than their fair share of medical attention. Two of my six lifetime hernia operations (three of them in toddlerhood) have been on the lower left. I have developed a varicocele, essentially a varicose vein, in my left testicle, and the referral pain is up into the groin causing a frequent "bruised sensation". In the area of the second hernia incision, the one I showed the scar for last entry, there's a patch of numbness surrounded by that bruised feeling. And a mobile "pinprick" of actual pain which until recently went undiagnosed. So, yeah. For years I've had doctors and nurses and technicians poking and prodding and generally exposing my cock and...

That was fun. Very sincere apologies for the confusion. Still don't know how what happened, happened, but an innocent woman's email address suddenly appeared on the old blog site and could not be removed. To avoid accidently embarassing her I have sadly had to delete all the content and blog site - I think I caught the mistake before anyone had the chance to see it and contact her. Have no idea who she is, but the email address stubbornly refused to be deleted from my previous site's main page. Yeah. That's what you want. Your name spread all across some guy's rant about his sexuality. Mortifying. So, we adapt and take steps to ensure she's never aware she was momentarily associated with my cock. The good news is that I get to recreate and rewrite those original entries, or anything else that catches my attention. For those of you just now seeing this blog: I am a 56 year old male who is dealing with a lot in ...