Lots of things going on in life, keeping me from updating very often. Plus, I think I've exhausted a bunch of topics and not having a real source of new material it might start to get stale. We're approaching Spring and that means that shortly I'll start being able to lay out by the pool again without getting cold. I'm looking forward to that, provided I get enough time off of work to give me the opportunity. Work has developed into a 50-hour/week occupation, but for the most part I'll have some free time during the day most days. I've become a lot more pale than I like and am looking forward to the relaxation of lying in the sun. The medical front (pun not fully intended) continues unabated. I seem to be coming into another season of unabated attention towards my groin. My urologist commented that I was pretty much a urological trifecta, with problems in my kidneys, testicles and possibly prostate. (He's now very concerned about my last voiding...

In just a few more hours I'm heading to a surgery center for yet another medical procedure. My third time blasting kidney stones. (I've asked the doctor if he plans on wearing his glasses this time...) Given that this is the third time in as many years lying semi-exposed on a table with a bunch of people in the room, I've been thinking about my medical history a lot. My lower left quadrant of my abdomen has received considerable attention over the years, and has left me with a complete lack of modesty when it comes to being naked or partially exposed with other people. (Yes, I posed for artists in college. I spent a good chunk of time naked with my friends as well. However, post-college life involved quite a bit less nakedness as my newer friends were all a lot more circumspect about sex and nudity. Not all of them, but the majority.) In the last twenty years I've had numerous medical procedures and examinations which are intimate in nature, and over ti...

Life, Part 1:  My obsession with sex and sexuality seems to be reaching some sort of fever pitch. I’m constantly thinking about it, and it may have something to do with getting back into physical shape. As my body responds to increasing demands on it physically, it’s responding with a renewed sexual appetite. Kind of to be expected, but not the easiest of things to deal with when your left hand is your only lover. Sexually I am extremely frustrated. At the moment it would seem I need to resign myself that the fact I won’t see a sexually aroused naked woman any time soon. (In person, that is.) I won’t touch or taste a vagina, two of my favorite sexual activities. I won’t feel the pleasure of a woman’s mouth on my cock. Or the moment of penetration as I enter her. All of which I really want to do, and really miss. And it wasn’t until my physical rebirth that I realized how important that is for me. I was genuinely oversexed in High School and College. I admit that. A...