It must have been some kind of computer glitch...slowly, ever so slowly, the followers are returning.
The Penis Transplant article showed up in our local paper. And then there was a comment from an Anonymous Faithful Reader regarding the Penis Transplant.
He asks:
I had to write to the blog author that I was surprised my comment was the opening subject of your blog, and rather shocked by comments that a penis transplant was potentially viewed as leading to a sex crime in the making.
Perhaps a better question might be to turn it around and ask: If your male readers woke up in the hospital with no dick, would they refuse a penis transplant because they were worried what orifices it had previously been in?.....or what the morality or even the sexual orientation of the previous owner had been?
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He maintains, correctly, that sexual attraction and arousal are all physiological chemical reactions in the brain, which begs the question of why the religious right still rants otherwise - but that's a question for another day. And, beyond his questions, consider: What issues would you have in receiving a transplant?
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It makes sense that girth would have to be a relative match,
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but what about skin tone?
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Length?
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Foreskin?
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Or would you simply be happy to have a cock again, no matter its shape, color, or size?
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Would it be too weird for you to know your spouse or partner's cock was a transplant?
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Would it be a deal breaker?
Ladies, I'd be interested in hearing from you, too, on this.
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As for me I do not consider that the fact of practising the transplantation of a sex is shocking, on the contrary it is marvellous. It is only an organ and no matter the use made by the donor of it. His sex is not responsible for it, and the past is the past and we can change nothing to it, therefore no matter the past.
If I could give my sex to somebody who needs it, I would do it with pleasure. But if in the future he would make a bad use of my former sex I would feel accomplice in what he would be able to do of illegal that he would not have been able to commit without my help.
And that does not concern only the sex. That those who would have been enthused at the idea of giving their heart to save the life of one of the terrorists who attacked the Twins Towers raise their hand and take their place in the queue of the volunteers!!!
Consequently I would like to have a minimum of guarantees about the morality and the good mores of the receiver, as far as they can be known.
I wish you a wondrous day, my darling, with a lot of bisous.
That ginger guy sure gets about! Interesting speculations about reactions! Great pictures! Thanks for your visits and comments, Patrick
I would at least like to get back what I had but just having a cock again would be a wonderful thing. I hope all is well with you, bro. Wishing you a great jizz-a-licious day! Hugs and Strokes, AOM
I can't imagine any circumstance that would make me opt out of having a penis! It would be nice if the new one was bigger/longer/thicker than mine, I guess. Mine has always been a little darker than the rest of me, so "matching skin tone" wouldn't be too big an issue, and I've been circumcised since birth so it would be weird to suddenly have a foreskin; but the most important thing is, I would want it to have sensation. Having a numb penis would be tragic!
If I woke up without a cock, I'd certainly want to take advantage of getting a replacement, but I'd want it to be at least similar in coloring, otherwise it'd be a little weird for me.
@ MFP - That brings to mind a recent episode of the new TV drama "Chicago Med" where the suspected perpetrator of a terrorist attack needed a liver (I think) transplant and the husband of the prospective donor did not want it to take place. And I couldn't blame him; the attacker suspected of being the cause of her death.
No, I would not want to help a person who would then do harm - be it my penis or any other part of my body.
@ that one guy - The cock and ballsac are always slightly darker in tone than the rest of our body. But, yes, I would think skin tone would matter to me, as well. And, I have to agree that suddenly having a foreskin would be very strange - at least at first.
a penis transplant? does not convince me!
El pelirrojo de la foto tres, me recuerda a un compañero de Unversidad que le encantaba que le chuparan y lamieran los huevos, antes de metersela a su chico. Era un chico muy caliente y viril con mucha facilidad para empalmarse, un día tuve una aventura con él y lo cierto es que me trabajó el culo como pocas veces me lo habian hecho fueron veinte minutos follandome a un ritmo constante que me llevó a tener dos orgasmos antes de descargarse él. Después de esos 20 minutos aún le quedaron fuerzas para hacer una segunda incursión en mi culo. Dejó mi culo bien dilatado e inflamado, pero fue un resultado que valió la pena.
@ Anon (translation) - The redhead in photo three reminds me of a fellow at Unversity who loved to lick and suck balls, before stuffing in a guy. It was a very hot and virile guy. One day I had an affair with him and the truth is that he worked my ass as rarely I had done. Twenty minutes of fucking me steadily led me to have two orgasms before shooting his load. After those 20 minutes he still had a hard-on and made a second foray into my ass. He left my ass well dilated and inflamed, but it was a result that was worth it.
Me? I'd actually want to be smaller. (I'm 10½ inches, or 27 cm.) I'd be happy with 7, 8 inches, but I could go as low as 5½, I guess.
I'm uncut, so I'd probably prefer that. If the new dick has to be cut, I'd prefer one with enough foreskin that I can move it back and forth. Don't want to be forced to learn a new JO technique.
Skin tone isn't that big of a deal. My current penis is darker. If I shave my pubic hair, you can see exactly where.
@Patrick: Or saving the people who attacked Paris and Beirut last year? As an aside, I remember my non-American friends worrying about me post-9/11, even though before 9/11 I'd only been to NYC once in my life. In 1996. But geographic ignorance (which until then I thought was our thing), it's the thought that counts. Bisous. 💋
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