I’m Penis Positive
Yes. I am.
I realized this back in my teens when we were ‘experimenting’. Sexuality in one’s early to mid-teens is fluid anyway, so even now I do not think that any of it was wrong. Taboo maybe, but wrong? No.
There was no attraction but looking at my friend’s dicks… that part of ourselves we kept locked away I, we, found it fascinating. We gave one another head, just to see what it was like. To experience it. It was… good.
I like looking at dicks in porn. More than I do vaginas. And I prefer amateur porn dick, you know, real ones, not stupidly big, not stupidly ‘perfect’. Some I like more than others. It makes me understand that despite everything we want to tell ourselves, and others, people have preferences; and that’s normal.
A rock hard dick, sleek and smooth. A tool a woman (or man!) plays with, uses, controls.
An appendage that, when in a woman’s hands, keeps the man in his place. The visual forcefulness of a hard cock, negated, as a woman wraps herself around it, however she chooses. With it in her control, she can give pleasure or can deliver pain. It’s mesmerizing.
Men fool themselves that their dick makes them powerful. It doesn’t. It makes them fools.
When I get up in the morning and there’s that ‘morning wood’. I love looking at it. It tells me instantly where I am mentally and physically. When it’s hard, the skin pulled tight and the vein-popping, there’s none of that second-guessing or self-deluding; I know instantly I am emotionally, and physically, in a good place; everything’s working.
My dick is my tacho, it tells me what the engine behind it is doing — the body does not lie
Maybe I am more ancient Roman, or Greek, in my outlook. I can appreciate the male form without the hangups of my anarchic Christian based upbringing. Sex, sexuality, as is being rediscovered, is flexible in many shades of grey. Not black. Not white.
I can’t say, if the situation ever presented itself, that I would not once again indulge in a good looking dick if it was on offer…
If you are a man watching porn, you are looking at dick, a lot of it. If there was more honesty, more openness, more acceptance of one’s self….
Being with a woman is irreplaceable. Being with a woman you love, addictive.
But I love looking at dick.
I’m a guy, writing about….sex (I know, right?), and the travels of life.
