It’s not often I feel nervous about posting something, but this will be the first time for a while that I’ve put up a photo this explicit, and that’s brought with it mixed emotions. I’m aware that cock shots aren’t everyone’s cup of tea; this post does a good job of summing up some of their limitations, and I do understand most of the stronger objections to them. When I started this blog, I wasn’t really bothered by that: posting some of the pictures you’ll find in the archives made me feel more confident about my body, and tapped into an exhibitionistic urge that I hadn’t previously found an outlet for.
More recently, it’s had a greater impact on the choices I’ve made here (and on Twitter), as has the urge to focus more on writing (with mixed success). When I have posted photos for Sinful Sunday, they’ve tended to be more suggestive than explicit, and I’ve enjoyed responding to that need for greater creativity.
Today though…today, I wanted to use this photo. I’m in my 30s now, and while lots of things turn me on, a decade of sexual experience has created a split between controllable/manufactured arousal, and the sort of rush-of-blood-to-the-head, primal arousal that’s predominant when everything’s fresh and new. If that sounds world-weary, it’s not meant that way: it’s just that familiarity tends to dull the sharp edge of most activities/sensations, including sex. That’s not necessarily a bad thing, and on balance I like having at least a *little* more control over my libido than I did when I was 21 – still, it does make me appreciate the things that buck the trend.
One of those is shaving my pubic hair; another is the feeling of being freshly-shaved. Both the act and its outcome leave me hyper-sensitive, flushed, and largely incapable of keeping my hands off my cock. I don’t do it very often: my hair doesn’t grow especially quickly, so I can afford to leave it a while before it gets untidy…and besides, it’s such an exciting feeling that I like to savour it, and to preserve the power it has. I use an electric shaver, and leave enough hair that it still feels soft over the skin, rather than spiky or stubbly. I’ve never asked someone else to do it for me, and no-one has ever volunteered; for now, it remains a personal ritual, and one that tends to result in a very quick, very intense orgasm, often followed soon after by another one. I haven’t thought too much about why it turns me on so much, and to be honest I don’t particularly want to – I’m happy just to enjoy it.
This photo was taken just after I’d shaved, and just before I masturbated. I hope you like it. If you don’t, I hope you understand why I posted it.