The Beauty of the Foreskin

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.

Group Male Nude Swimming A history of the mandatory practise

I’m just young enough not to have had this in my school and never went to any YMCAs. But being naked in the locker room at school and the recreation center I swam at was very much a thing.

It seems to have ended at the insistence of mothers, not the young men doing the naked swimming. It started out as a hygiene issue with heavy wool swimsuits being a breeding ground for any number of nasty infections. Then the filter couldn’t handle the fibers in the water. Eventually, it was what it was, and I believe it was healthy.

I feel sorry for young men who never have any healthy group nakedness to allow them to become more self-confident and less hung up on nudity leading to all kinds of body image issues.