Wow, that's an exotic title. Gymnos is the root word for "gymnasium." It's foundationally a Greek word, meaning "naked." The ancient Greeks and other cultures believed that sports was best done in the nude, and a perfectly sculpted male body - because women were property, more or less - was a tribute to the gods, in whose image we were cast. Bacchus was a Greek deity, renamed Dionysus by the Romans who appropriated this god of the grape-harvest, winemaking and wine, of fertility, ritual madness,   religious ecstasy , and theatre. And I have been locked in a mental and physical battle for dominance by these two conflicting philosophies of life. The first is a focus on physicality and fitness. Of being athletic and healthy, enough so that one shouldn't mind being seen naked upon occasion, as with the ancient athletes. For much of my pre-marital days this was my mindset. On the other hand, during my college years self-indulgence set in....

If you don't recognize the titular reference, it's for a character from the tv show The Big Bang Theory. Kind of an appropriate show name for this topic, which is sexual experimentation. I am a firm believer that people of proper consensual age be encouraged to experiment sexually. Most of us do, anyway, but sexual and mental health depend upon a secure and enjoyable sex life. Without societal permission to explore sexual wants and needs we can assume roles which are not fully rewarding, and, in fact, can be quite damaging. I know this sort of thought is unusual, and will certainly never happen in modern American society. Many Americans have enough trouble understanding that they need to keep their minds and laws out of someone else's bedroom, let alone letting little Johnny or Sally try same-sex oral. Or multiple partners. Or anal, or mutual masturbation, or, or, or... Part of our sexual identity forms as a result of experience. Lacking that experience can lead t...

I am - hopefully like any guy - rather fond of my penis. I like having one, and I like mine in particular. It's not large. I'm average. It's not extraordinarily good-looking, though I think - and have been told -  it's aesthetically pleasing. I typically hang a couple of inches, though I can shrink a little too much under cold or intimidating circumstances. Post hernia scarring As a teenager, like virtually all guys I wanted to be bigger. Much bigger. And I was unhappy I was not like the guys who I saw in porn. (There wasn't an internet at the time, but my mother evidently had a healthy sexual appetite and always had a Playgirl or Viva stashed in her drawer. Much as my Dad had Playboy and Penthouse. Big tits and big cocks were an unfortunate fiction in my fifteen year old imagination. I'd seen the real things, of course, but they were smaller and more humble than the magazines suggested.) It was later that I realized that the guys with big cocks were...

"What ever happened to pubic hair?" - Dr Herb Melnick, TWO AND A HALF MEN In our teen years we - particularly men - spend a lot of time focused on the production of body hair. It's part of the ritual, and those who grow it earliest somehow win some sort of non-existent prize, while the people who grow it last are somehow losers. It really doesn't matter once you've accomplished the goal, but being last in a crowd is never a happy experience. And pubic hair is the most important of those hair growths. It signifies we're adults. (Well, becoming adults. That achievement also relies upon mental maturation and I know people in their forties who still haven't fully developed.) Sperm production..and accompanying ejaculation...are the male measurement of becoming an adult. Unfortunately for women, we get the fun stuff while women get a monthly bout of cramps and bleeding. Yeah, it's not exactly fair. But in both camps the pubes outwardly signify...