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Women frequently refer to “down there” as a synonym for their vaginas. It’s an interesting reference. Something “down there” is obviously far away and not intimately connected to the person referencing it. Guys generally refer to their penises as “my cock” or some other possessive reference; never “down there.”

Why in the world would a woman want to disconnect herself from the center of so much pleasure? As a male, this baffles me. “Down there” is one of my favorite places. It’s a tasty, nicely squishy source of fun for both of us. Sure, it can have an odor. Usually, it’s pleasant, sometimes a bit offputting. My cock and balls can also emit scents of their own. Truthfully, I never think about them. My feelings wouldn’t be hurt if a partner asked me to wash. I’m lucky that way. I don’t seem to have much body odor. I don’t use underarm deodorant, and I’ve never been told that my pits smell.

It’s true that my male equipment is external and not easily subject to the problems that can plague a woman “down there.” As a man, I’ve never been disgusted to learn that my partner has a yeast infection or some other vaginal issue. My perception of her “down there” doesn’t change because of things like that.

Women have visual differences between their legs. Some have small inner labia so that their pussies are smooth, unbroken slits. Others display large inner labia. That’s a very nice added decoration in my opinion. One woman I knew had a vagina that was always open and exposed. The first time I saw it, I was surprised. But it was very sexy too, like an orchid, open and inviting.

My point is that people who are sexually attracted to women are almost certainly going to enjoy seeing, touching, smelling, tasting, and fucking “down there.” Any insecurity on the part of its owner is misplaced. You are making a huge mistake if you hide it. Julie of Strict Julie Spanked said that showing her pussy is humiliating and she is turned on by that.

I get it. Being exposed to strangers who aren’t sharing the vulnerability is humiliating in a sexy way. Showing it to a friend or lover is nice. I don’t think that women, even friends, are particularly interested in seeing my penis. Why should they be? That doesn’t mean it’s ugly or smelly. It’s just not relevant to the current relationship or conversation. If asked, I would show. Why not? It’s standard male equipment. The only possible surprise might be my lack of pubic hair. Ho hum. So what?

The reality is that millions of people have seen my penis. Nobody has said that it is ugly. A couple have commented that it’s handsome and yummy looking. How nice! Julie has published some peeks of her pussy. She gets lots of positive feedback about how pretty it is. Her husband is a lucky man.

How about ending references to “down there” and talking about “my pussy, vagina, cunt, etc.?” Public exposure is humiliating because it is unreciprocated vulnerability. It isn’t because you are ugly “down there.”

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I had to go pick up my new glasses after work yesterday. I asked Lion if he wanted me to bring back dinner or if he wanted to come with me and eat out. He decided to come with me because the new COVID vaccines are available. We’re travelling east in a few weeks, and it makes sense to get the latest and greatest version before then. We went for dinner afterwards.

When we got home, I don’t know if he was waiting for me to tell him to do a boner shot or if he just wasn’t interested at that point. We’ve been having a hard time getting things going again. I’d like if he’d tell/ask me about doing a shot. He’d like me to be the initiator. Why am I always the initiator? Because that’s the way Lion likes it. Fine. I’ll be the initiator. However, it’s up to him to tell me if it’s not a good time (for him) to do a shot. He has to take some responsibility.

We’re heading out to find some cider. One of the things we miss about New York, is the ability to get good food. For some reason, all apples around here are derived from red delicious. It doesn’t seem to make the best cider. And the cider we can find is usually pasteurized. I found a place that has a 117-year-old cider press and, supposedly, fresh cider. It’s worth a try. At the very least, we’ve gone on an adventure.

Later on, I’ll find the damn restraints and have him do a boner shot. At this point, I’m willing to tie him up with zip ties if I can’t find the restraints. Socks. Anything. Many years ago, I locked him to a chain on the bed with just enough lead to make it to the bathroom. Do I need to do that again? I’d have to find the chain. It’s probably with the other restraints.

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Fall is here. That doesn’t mean a lot where we live. For the most part, we have clouds, some rain, and temperatures in the 40s and 50s from late September through May. Then we get 80-degree days and 50-degree nights. We get occasional hot/cold spells, but by and large, we have two seasons: spring and summer. It’s spring, nine months of the year. This is due to our peculiar location. Our climate is Mediterranean.

I’m not complaining. Even though the daytime temperature topped 100 this summer, we didn’t need air conditioning at night. A University of Washington climate scientist predicts that we will be largely unaffected by climate change for the next hundred years. That’s the weather for today.

We watched our favorite football team lose on Thursday night. We wanted to watch the game later than its start time. Amazon Prime saves the game for later replay. We were annoyed to learn that Amazon starts their coverage over an hour before kickoff, and there’s no fast forward available in their streaming app. Ugh! We gave up and joined the game mid-second quarter. Mrs. Lion and I are discussing the possibility of finding a new favorite team.

You may have noticed that I’ve been writing about lots of non-sexual stuff lately. Since it costs about $11 for me to get a boner, we’ve cut way down on sexual activity. I think Mrs. Lion is relieved. Her libido is gone, and servicing mine isn’t much fun for her. Now, I can feel guilty about spending money as well as being a chore for my lioness. She’s never asked me to give myself a boner shot.

When this topic comes up, she says that it’s up to me to decide when I want a shot. I disagree. Yes, it makes sense that I should want an erection, but when I get one, it means work for her. Because erections require an expensive injection, I’m very reluctant to get one on “spec.” Mrs. Lion needs to be prepared to do something with it. It isn’t like when i got hard without this help. My insurance covers 18 Edex shots every ninety days. If we do one a week, we use thirteen. There’s room for some extras.

I’m also wondering if the compounding pharmacy can provide the single-ingredient serum. It would be a lot cheaper than the Edex. It would also open up the possibility of more erections. Right now, we don’t need more.

I don’t think that we’ve figured out how to have a sex life, given the changes in both of us. I suppose we could just give up.  That’s what a lot of couples do. I’m sure that Mrs. Lion would like that. I’m enough trouble without dealing with my sexual needs. I’m not sure how I would handle it. I have enough new limits in my life without having to deal with the loss of sex, too.

Using Edex has delivered a surprise benefit. I’m delivering a normal amount of semen with each orgasm. Mrs.  Lion likes that. I have a theory of why I’ve changed. When a man gets hard, a cavity opens up below the base of the penis. During arousal, semen fills it. Ejaculation causes muscles to contract and forces the semen from the cavity and out of the penis. I think that before using the boner serums, my erections weren’t full enough to create the cavity. When I had an orgasm, there was little to nothing to ejaculate. That’s my theory.

I also think my ED may be psychological. I don’t have any obvious physical condition that would cause my problem. Age, of course, makes sexual functions more difficult. I think that the one-way nature of our sex life is a big factor. I’m grateful that Mrs. Lion provides me with sexual release. Over time it gets increasingly clear that sex isn’t something we share. It’s something that Mrs. Lion provides.

The first sign of this issue appeared when I could no longer get off from a handjob. My body just quit enjoying it enough to orgasm. Fortunately, my old favorite, oral sex, worked fine. Still, it may have been a signal that something important was missing.

I have no idea what we can do to change that. I don’t even know who we can ask. I suspect that we both need to be more sexual and vocal about our kinks. For example, Mrs. Lion almost never tells me that I’m going to be spanked. She’ll tell me that I forgot to do something, but that’s all. The only place she talks about anything sexual or kinky is in her posts. She doesn’t even answer my morning emails.

That means we are asexual except for the short time just before and after I do a boner shot. Verbal or physical foreplay is absent. One reason I asked Mrs. Lion to lock me in a chastity device (in 2013), was to force the issue of us getting more sexual on a regular basis. It worked well until it stopped working.

I admit it. I’m at a loss. There must be something I/we can do to fix this. Maybe I just have to give up. I don’t know. Oh, one more symptom: Mrs. Lion reads my posts but never uses them to start a conversation. I have to pry reactions out of her. I’ll ask her if she read it. She’ll say, “Yes. It’s good.” That’s it. If that’s her reaction to this post, I think it’s time to give up. We’ll see.

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Over the years, I’ve noticed that women who post naked pictures on Twitter (currently known as “X”) almost always limit their exposure to their breasts and bottoms. Very few show their vaginas, and none expose their faces. I can certainly understand why faces aren’t shown. Most of us want to protect our identities. I think you’ll agree you are unlikely to identify a particular woman on the street based on a naked picture on Twitter or other social media. Female sex bloggers also seem to follow the same pattern.

It’s easy to understand why faces are omitted, but why is it somehow less naughty to show breasts and butts? Years ago, I asked one woman who posted breast and rear views. Her answer was, “I don’t like how I look down there.” That reason never occurred to me. I wonder if this is why most women who are happy to show their bodies keep their vaginas covered?

I always thought it was because they believed they were being more sexual and provocative if they displayed the main target of male lust. I figured that a lifetime of keeping boys and men away from it also extended to showing images. No matter what the reason, there is an indisputable reluctance to show pussy.

That seems a little odd to me. Guys seem to prefer looking at boobs and butts. I started to think that the absence of between-the-legs shots had more to do with what their audience wanted than any personal preference. No, I don’t think so. After all, a frontal image that goes from the thighs to the neck is indisputably sexy. Something else is going on.

There is a belief that online services will censor genital images, even cancel the account of a person publishing them. That’s not true of most social media that allow adult content. Naked boobs and bottoms are just as likely to cause trouble in a family-friendly environment as pussy shots. It is true that some media reject blatant sexuality. Assuming the pose is reasonably modest, that probably doesn’t include a full-frontal nude. Since female arousal is displayed rather subtly, that condition doesn’t seem to be an issue. After all, a turgid nipple could just be the result of a cold room.

We males have a different problem. Media that seems to welcome naked women often has a problem with naked men. Rear views not showing hanging balls seem to be acceptable in most venues that accept female nudity. Frontal exposure is a different matter. WordPress.com, host to many free blogs, will cancel your account if you show a full-frontal view of a naked man. You can probably get away with non-sexual frontal female images.

A lot of women seem to dislike seeing male genitals. They like arms, thighs, backs, and butts, but penises and balls can repel them. Uninvited DMs with pictures of the sender’s hard penis is almost certainly going to turn off the recipient. For that matter, any uninvited nude of either sex is probably going to be unwelcome.

I’ve been told that most women aren’t aroused by seeing naked men. I’m not so sure of that. Mrs. Lion likes to see erect penises. Well, at least she likes seeing mine. I’m pretty sure that if she came across another guy’s erection on a public website, she wouldn’t run screaming from the monitor. I’m also pretty sure that she wouldn’t seek out sites that showed erections.

That makes sense. An erection, by definition, is sexual in nature. Guys don’t get hard in cold rooms. It makes sense that an unexpected image of a hard penis isn’t going to be very well received in most places. It would probably be acceptable to our female readers if images of erect penises, particularly mine, showed up here. This is a website about sex, mainly the male side of it. A female visitor might not want to dwell on the beauty of my boner, but she almost certainly wouldn’t be shocked if she saw it here.

There is a strong difference that this post is trying to expose. Even in places where female genital images are perfectly acceptable, the female publishers of their pictures seem reluctant to show full-frontal nudity. Their male equivalents, like me, are comfortable letting it all hang out, or stick out, depending on my state of arousal. I think we need a little more women’s lib.