In June of last year I talked a bit about being exposed at the doctor's office. It's something we all endure, to varying degrees of humiliation. Personally, I'm pretty much over being anything other than blase about being undressed in a doctor's office or medical imaging center. I've been naked so many times in my life that protesting about modesty is not only useless, it's a little paranoid. They've seen much better examples of anything I've got. Today I had an appointment with my urologist. My bi-yearly examination and review of bloodwork. My urologist is by far the most intimate of my doctor relationships, given that the usual GP's "Physical" now consists of little more than reviewing blood tests and nobody else needs to be working with my crotch. My GP hasn't seen my dick more than a half-dozen times in the last decade. Can't really blame him, but the genital exam is something I grew up believing is part of the ov

(This entry will feature pictures and content related to two naked guys with flaccid cocks. If this shocks or offends you, buh-bye!) I have been open about being essentially bisexual. Though I have been married for more than twenty- five years and have a healthy interest in women, there's a bit of my psyche that responds to men. I believe all men are bisexual to some degree, though this is hotly debated by guys who may not be comfortable with admitting it. The label is the problem, I think. But some guys simply aren't wired to be attracted to both sexes. I have a good friend I've referenced many times here. He's the guy who owns the cock that decorates my website. And, as you might expect from that we're quite close and have no problems with nudity around each other. Our wives think we're crazy. But it's a wonderful relationship to have in my life. In the last two years we were kind of distant. Politics got in the way of our friendship. I won