Other than messing up my left shoulder on Friday in an attempt to get on the pool raft, it was a wonderful weekend. Hot, hot weather tempered by dips in the pool, even after sundown.
Saturday, a two-hour (clothed) sojourn for a haircut and a quick stop at the store. The rest of the day: Naked.
Sunday, with the exception of 3 hours to visit the in-laws for Father's Day, I was naked.
I spent time reading the book I told you about a couple weeks ago. Manhood ($10, Kindle/$20 print) has turned out to be quite excellent. I'm about 50% through, and reading these men's stories makes me want to do the same type of thing with guys from the U.S.
It amazes me that so many of them were raised to be ashamed of their bodies - and still are, really, even though they've allowed their cocks to be photographed; the way men equate their cock to self-image; the ignorance that accompanied first sexual experiences. It turns out that men are taught to be as body conscious as women - only in a much more insidious way.
Society shames men by teaching them their genitals are ugly, dirty, disgusting, and should be hidden. Moreover, I am stunned at how little many of these men know about their own genitals. Especially in the Internet Age when much (factual) information is available. I want to find each and every one of them, sit them down, teach them what they should know about their cocks
and remove all sense of shame.
If someone were to approach you to allow your cock (no face) to be photographed,
and to be interviewed about what your manhood means to you, and what it means to you to be a man - would you do it?