[sebbie]

Growing old…

As a young person, like a lot of young guys, I likely thought that the sensations that a guy experiences as a teenager would gradually fade into nothing as the years went by—that is, my body over time would gradually adapt to a situation where I was gradually less and less able to have and enjoy sexual sensations as I grew older, and that this was just something that all guys had to cope with, pretty much.

For those of you who have diligently followed my pages, you realize that I have been through a lot over the years, the most drastic being losing my prostate 7 years ago at the age of 66. Many of you also know that I have never been married or been in a sexual relationship with another person, despite my fondness for the sensations the male body is amble to create “down there”. Yet, somehow I still have this goofy idea that I have had a far richer sexual life and gotten more out of it than most (if not all) of my male peers who obviously pursued different paths along the way. Now I know that some of these same guys likely think that I have somehow “missed out” on some of the best that life has to offer in this regard. Perhaps I would say the same thing to them as well. It is probably best not to assume anything about what works or doesn’t work when it comes to male sexuality, because what you think you know might apply to your own situation and work very well, but the whole idea of transferring a thought or an idea with the thought that this could be useful to another guy is fraught with difficulty. Still, I get a kick out of just pressing forward and barging ahead anyway.

Let me say first that over the years I have gotten a huge amount of pleasure from my own body and the sexually charged sensations it is able to create for me over and over. And I never stop finding new techniques that are really fun and only require a degree of privacy to pursue. But no problem there, as I have always lived alone for all but a few short periods of time in my adult life.

One of the first things a guy learns in adolescence is a detailed knowledge of the sensitivity of his penis to simple touching, rubbing or stroking form the base to the glans. Given that a lot of partner sex involves fitting the penis into a snug-fitting cavity (hole, that this should be the case comes as no real surprise. What does come as a surprise, however, is that there are many parts to the male body that are sexually active and that some of these parts are not located on or even that near the penis.

I have long thought about the question “Why do a lot of guys think that the mere act of putting on a men’s (or boy’s) swim brief leads to a degree of sexual excitement centered in the groin area?” Is it the whole idea of having to attempt to stuff your most sensitive body parts into a snug-fitting pouch made of a slick fabric that might feel arousing when pressed against the shaft of your penis? The idea that in so doing a guy may get an erection? The idea that once wearing a brief that others—male peers and females both--might gawk at what could be the outline of your male body parts in covered public view?

What is it, anyway that makes this whole act so psychosexually sensitive for a lot of guys? Why do some guys “collect” swim briefs of various cuts and sizes and make use of them in masturbation? Is this completely “normal” or do guys who do this have some sort of a psychosexual “problem” that needs to be addressed? And, for guys who get sexual enjoyment out of doing these things? Am I the only guy in the world with this “problem”? Or are lots of other guys so afflicted?

The “affliction” I describe CAN be a lot of fun. Guys would not pursue it in large numbers and with such enthusiasm if this were not true. And how does this mesh with the idea of forming a sexual relationship or bond with another person, male or female? Will I have to hide this “idiosyncrasy” from my partner or risk losing my partner? Maybe there is another gay guy out there somewhere who on his own has discovered some of the same things, and we can enjoy our “problem” together. Females not so much!

For most of my adult life I have enjoyed my own body in a bunch of different ways. I developed a routine of sorts that has served me well over the years and kept me quite happy living alone as a single guy. I admit the 2014 prostate surgery was a “shock” to the system, as lots of things did not behave quite as they did before the surgery, But guys in partner relationships complain about this as well. In my case I had no need to coordinate my rehab with another person, but it was still a stretch to convince my urologist that I was at least as concerned about my post-surgical capabilities as any married guy would be.

The bottom line of all of this is that I now have most of what I once thought could be lost forever back. I added a few new things—most notably some penis pumps (better known in the trade as VED devices) and an estim device but these have turned out to be quite pleasant indeed. One way of looking at this is that these devices introduce a couple new ways of engaging in self-pleasuring that I would not have otherwise discovered without the rehabbing after surgery.

Many of my readers know that I an a big fan of men’s thong underwear but primarily for using it as a truncated sleep garment. I have worn them at bedtime for decades. And, I was doing just that last night.

Now I really like the thongs with the ultra-snug pouches—the ones I have to really struggle with to get everything inside. And the ones where the rear cord is so short it crawls between my glutes, tugs on the snug pouch and presses upward on my perineum. The combination of these three sensations makes me horny—really horny.

But last night, before I got into a favorite thong, I began by playing around with my estim device, setting it up with a ring at the base of my penis, and another in the glans area. I can “tolerate” only a little of that, as my goal is not to start going into an orgasm. But these little devices are really fun as a masturbation aid set up that way.

After the estim episode I am ready to put on the VED device. The estim has made me “sexual sensation-focused” and the VED device does its best “work” when I am already feeling, psychologically, well, you know. It only takes a few minutes to pump myself to the point where I am quite large and red.

At this point the VED device comes off, but I am still quite red and hard. Time to coat my penis with some gel soap to make it slick and more fun to touch. That feels really great. I’m loving the sensations I am feeling, and the bright penis color only adds to the fun. I could easily get there but I still do not want to go into muscular contractions of orgasm. Right at the edge I pop into a warm tub of water my penis still quite large and hard. The warm water cools me down psychologically a bit, but I pop out of the tub still with a colorful, oversized penis and dry myself off. The next step is to crawl into the little thong. This won’t be easy because my penis is still rather big, but that just makes the attempt more interesting. I do get myself in, but the consequence is that I am precumming quite a bit. I’m going to crawl into bed wearing my thong, but first I pull on a pair of running tights that have a distinct pouch in front, a pouch that fits around the thong pouch perfectly. I like the erotic feel of the tights too—how they hold my pouch, my thighs and my calves. I quickly fall asleep and occasionally rub and stroke myself down there as I drift off What a great way to fall asleep!

I know some guys are fearful of growing old. Others of you might be fearful of growing old without a sexual partner. But, here in my 70s, I am making the most of it all and enjoying myself immensely at the same time. I sleep soundly through the night and wake up the next morning and there are viscous droplets of neat wet precum ooze on the front of the thong pouch. Everything is fine. I had to have precummed the entire night long. I check my blood pressure. It’s 107/79. What a great night!