(Apologies for the relative lack of pictures. Blogger is having fits of some kind and not posting all of my selections. And when it does, it's a wrestling match to get them properly placed.) Well. Hello. It's been a while. Mainly because I felt I'd covered all the topics I wanted to cover and nothing else was coming to mind. but I can tell some things are percolating, so the long (year and a half!)  creative dry spell is over. Well...sort of. Let me catch you up to date, then on to the new topic. My sex life is still pretty much non-existent save for my own private efforts. My wife and I had a pretty decent level of activity until she had a medical emergency that pretty much stopped cold her ability to have/want sex.  Unfortunately for me, I love sex. I love sexuality. I love bringing pleasure to someone else. I love experiencing skin on skin and the intimate moments between people. That, to me, was a major part of my being until my wife's crisis. Sex was a fundamental ...

As I write this I have recently been banned from a particular online sexual forum which shall remain nameless. It was unexpected and a bit embarrassing. I ran afoul of their age-related guidelines when I responded to a question regarding your first sexual experience. Since mine was a few years before 18, I commented on my first post -of age sex while noting it wasn't my first actual  time and made reference to that fact with a link to this blog for the details of that first fuck.  Oops. Sorry guys. So, lifetime ban. Yeah, I get it and am not protesting it. Just moving on. Anyone who reads me regularly knows I am dead-set against both underage- and victimizing sexualization. I'm sanguine that the moderator just has a solid red line and I'm okay with that, though it has to be acknowledge that for many of us sex began before 18. But it brings up the subject of our various taboos. What we can talk about, and what can we do, depends greatly upon who is there and what are their o...

The blog has just crested 61,000 hits, and with 105 entries so far the average number of hits per entry is 580 (hey, look, those high school math skills were useful!).  Since beginning this little adventure in 2016, with the newer blog site starting in 2017 (long story involving an errant email), I've explored my sexuality, health, misadventures, pornography, naturism/nudism, CFNM, massage, and a half dozen other topics. It's attracted an audience, and much of the feedback I've gotten suggests the discussion is a useful one.  But that doesn't tell the true story. So far, and by far, the most popular entries are those that are based on relationships. In order, the five most read blogs have been  INTIMATE FRIENDS with 1225 hits. A discussion of intimate friendships. Not sexual intimacy, emotional and conversational intimacy. LOST HORIZONS  with 1242 hits. Recovering after a long bout of obesity. It's been a years-long effort which I've discussed repeatedly. This ...

There are only two people who read this blog and know my real identity. Both are close and long-time friends who I know I can talk with and be utterly truthful with the sort of things I discuss here. One of them reached out to me after reading my last entry, and suggested I should have gone into more detail about the weekend and my relationship with the man who was the subject of the essay. Fair enough, I'm going to try to cover some of the details my friend felt should be filled in. First, let's call the man in question Mike. That's not his name but serves to keep me from calling him "the man" for the rest of the page. That's Mike's dick and balls you see up top. The Friday night he recently came over was a pleasant and rewarding surprise. Without repeating myself too much, I needed that restored bond more than I realized. I almost feel like a piece of my puzzle was put back in place. As I wrote last entry, we swam, sat in the spa, tanned, drank wine and ...

            Welcome to 2021. It's been a long time since I posted, largely because I really don't have anything new or remarkable to discuss...until now I guess.  Two weeks ago I had surgery. I'm seeing a new urologist. I think my old one will be retiring soon,  though nobody's saying it overtly. Therefore, new blood. And the new guy is thorough and smart. He's the guy I wrote about last year who, on our first meeting, had me naked from nipples to ankles on his ultrasound table as he examined me from the kidneys to the groin. A month ago I was in his office and the pinpoint of pain to the left of my penis had been bothering me for a while. On a scale of 1-10, it was averaging more sixes and sevens than threes and fours. And within a minute of having me drop trow and groping around he pressed down, right on the spot of pain. "Here?" "Exactly!" He pressed a bit more and isolated it, suggesting it was either a cyst or scar tissue pressing on a nerve...

It's rare I'll post two times in a day, let alone in a week, but here we go. Much of the recent coronavirus scare has impacted me and my family/friends as much as it has most other people - fortunately we have, as of yet, not lost anyone. For those victims I reserve my most heartfelt remorse. Isolating... My wife and I are hunkering down, wearing masks when we go outdoors and generally being conscious of our own safety. My schedule has changed to working nights to avoid social contact - the place I work created a night shift specifically to allow people like me - who would otherwise be forced to take time off - to continue to get paid and work. It's a different job than I was hired to do, but I'll happily stock shelves to keep food on the table and medicines in the cabinet. I'm hoping this entry finds my readers healthy as well. Sexually little has changed, which is why I haven't really been updating of late. My wife's condition continues unab...

This is a difficult entry to write. I've been putting it off and off and off. Every time I go to write down my thoughts I'm blocked. So. Just sucking it up and starting. I am going through a rough patch emotionally. I would never, ever bring this up to my wife. She's having too many issues of her own given her medical challenges, and I am here strictly to support her. But I'm really having difficulty handling the fact we rarely touch. I am a tactile person. Very physically demonstrative and affectionate. With friends as well as loved ones. I love touching people and being touched. Not simply sexually, though who doesn't like that if it's done with the proper approach and affection? I crave the feel of skin to skin contact. Of hands on hands. Of face to face. Nuzzles and gentle cuddling. I'm missing both simple touch and the more complex tactile communications. I firmly believe that all humans are mentally and physically healthier with a g...

Pure joy Some years ago I wrote a short story about a childhood friendship - fictional, not mine - in which a pubescent young boy and a pubescent young woman both skinny dipped and lay out in meadow talking about their friendship with each other. The boy, I think, was moving away and it was rocking their young worlds. They weren't in love. They were best friends and had been that way since they were small kids. And the skinny dipping had become one of the innocent pleasures of their friendship, despite the fact that adults might perceive it as problematic. In other words, sexual. Adults see worlds through a very puritan point of view in modern America. The concept that two young people couple possibly be good friends, naked and close, without it becoming sexual is beyond them. It speaks more towards their own mindset than it does the kids'. No one I know...but they have the right idea In college I had a best friend and fuck buddy, I'll call her Sally...