I have other posts here about the foreskin and what a tragedy it is that so many of them are lopped off at childbirth or (even worse) at the demand of some dim-witted girlfriend as an adult! It’s a religious, ritualistic sex crime and causes lifelong trauma.

Having said that, I want to make sure that I point out how stunning, sensitive, fun, and tasty it is too. It fuels my dreams and enters my mind regularly during the day. As I pass men on the street, I imagine if they are intact and what they must look like and smell like and taste like. Is it a large overhang that still covers when the penis is erect? Is it shorter and readily skins back at the first stirrings of an erection? What color is the glans when the foreskin pulls back?

These are the things I think about.