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Average Conversations

Tue, 2008-08-12 21:06


Photo by Flickr user aka_lusi. Used under a Creative Commons license.

AlwaysArousedGirl wrote a lovely post today about personals, profiles, popcorn buckets, promises, and… penis size.


Upon being promised a huge, overflowing, never-ending bucket of popcorn, the expectation in your mind has been set and set high.  No one really needs a barrel of popcorn, but if the offer has been made, you want it fulfilled, and by God there had better be enough for ten people.

Think of how different your mind-set would be if you were told to expect an average-sized bucket.  Or even a small bucket!  When once the snack arrived, you might be surprised by a more than fulfilling quantity.

I call today for nothing more or less than the truth in penis marketing.  Men, if you have an penis that is average in length and/or girth, wear it proudly.  Use it proudly.  Say “NO!” to the artificial inflation of cock statistics and yesYesYES to being honest about what’s rockin’ in your pants.

Proclaim “I’m average!” with your head — and your dick — held high.
She said it here.

Anyway, I totally love the metric AAG uses: it’s not whether they’re large or small for her, it’s whether or how well their actual size matches the descriptions.

Yes, there may be actual “size queens” in the world but, um, they’re going to figure it out. And for every one of those there’s someone else who’d rather not have her cervix banged into anyway. And so… why fudge?

One last thing. My penis is almost perfectly average in length and girth and I actually am pretty proud about it.

Beyond Dimensional Analysis

Wed, 2008-06-04 08:41


Photo by Flickr user stacy michelle. Used under a Creative Commons license.

Cool post from Greenwoman of Green Rootsdown about, well…

Fellas, women do pay attention to more about the shape of a man than just ‘length’ and ‘thickness’. At least I do. Granted, women don’t usually discuss such things, except when they are being truly naughty with discussions amongst their womminfriends…but, we notice nevertheless.

Some particular shapes spring to my mind as significant to a mutual or to my pleasure…Let’s see…

Read more about it here.

For the most part men grow up whistling past an abiding conviction that our cocks are inadequate, unsatisfying, undesirable, and ugly to our partners. And we’re so… er… detatched from our cocks that when we imagine “improving” them we imagine altering mostly those two dimensions. Nor do we imagine our partners lingering over our details the way we so often linger over yours.

Studying Hard

Sat, 2008-02-02 23:33

Miss Wolfe of Love in the Capitol has a short post about erections

while talking to a friend recently, i learned some very weird information. she told me males can have erections while in the womb. it isn’t only in the womb though, men can have erections at any point in their life and have them quite frequently as an infant. now, i have never been pregnant and my brothers are older or just around my age so i never experienced this. i guess what it comes down to is men just don’t stand a chance. i should have to cut you some slack because its just out of your control. out of curiosity, when is the youngest age you can remember having an erection?

I’ve copied the whole post but I got it from here.

Yes, we can get them at any time. Yes, sometimes infants are born with them and they certainly get them any time thereafter. I guess we probably get them before we’re born too but I’d never thought about it. Oh, and very, very often men allegedly get erections when, or soon after, they die. So yup, any time.

When a small boy says his tee-tee-er hurts it’s a good idea to suggest he reach in and adjust himself. (My mom, at the time socially very conservative but also very up on pediatric medical lore, told me about that.) What hurts is usually that it gets caught on clothing as it gets hard and — since it’s not going to stop — it gets a bend in it and that’s quite painful.

Unverified rumor: the penis gets insufficient oxygen when not erect and so men have erections on and off for up to 60% of the time we’re sleeping. (I’m not positive about that. We certainly have erections most of the night but one of the risks of a “stuck” erection is… more oxygen issues. That could be from the risk of blood pooling and clotting though. I’m not sure.)

Anyway, last thing is that a lot of people, ok, women, seem to have the impression that if we get hard we have to ejaculate, or possibly a cold shower or big scare, before it’ll go away. Nah. They go away by themselves. Another thing, we get our erections way earlier in the arousal cycle than women so they’re more like the equivalent of your first hint of lubrication than “must do something about this now!”

I think it’s a shame they’re so misunderstood. By women, of course, but also by men. Some times they freak us out as much as they freak out anyone else but they’re not that bad. Ok, actually they’re kind of nice even if they don’t get petted.

Now.

As luck would have it, I’m studying boning up for an exam in my combined communications theory / women’s studies / sex education class and a huge component of the test will be male and female sexual anatomy. Including, unfortunately, correct spelling (where does the “y” go in epididymis again?) But including, fortunately, detailed drawings we get to label with those correct spellings.

And that’s cool. Everyone should get a chance to see what grown up men and women are made of. (Must see, incidentally, is this sweet video Lux Alptraum linked to called Cunts for Fags. It’s a hands-on workshop for gay men to get to know about women’s bodies. At least one of the volunteers is a trans man which is kind of cool, and the two main guys they interview for their reactions are just adorably surprised and positive-sounding about it.)

Anyway, while it’s nice to have diagrams I’m always surprised how even external anatomical drawings just don’t look the way we really look. Goodness knows we can find pictures enough of real people, or at least some subset of them, simply by opening a spam email if you’re looking for women’s bits, or posting almost any kind of personal ad at all on Craig’s List if you’re looking for men’s. But even so it would be really nice to have a study partner because real life is just… cooler.

For one thing, unlike 99.9% of the photos we see, real life study partners aren’t always already wet, or hard, or engorged, or tumescent, or… any one thing. Which is, of course, what real people are all about and one of the things that’s really missing from porn! Actually if it wasn’t missing those things I’m not even sure we’d recognize it as “porn.” Though we may never know. :-)

Incidentally I’ve thought about posting a series of strictly instructional photos of me. Because, as I’ve mentioned, one almost never, ever sees them anything but soft, in “erotic” photos, or completely hard in “pornographic” ones. For extra credit I suppose it would be fun to label the parts with a felt-tip pen (maybe a moisture-proof one?) but one complication would be that whether I marked them while I was soft or erect my writing would be difficult to read after the transition to whatever state the other was.

Oh yeah, and while I’m at it, to help get people over the notion that they won’t go away, I still think about photographing the whole erection cycle from very small (I’m a serious “grower”) to full size and then using ice to shrink myself all the way back down again.

The main reason I don’t is I’m not positive the interest level would be particularly, well, positive. Comments always welcome though.

Sigh. Meanwhile, since I have no study-partner volunteers I’ll soldier on with my textbook and notes. Oh, and can’t forget the mirror!

Cocked Hat and Other Body-Part Metaphors

Wed, 2008-01-09 08:37

Cool discussions in comments about the expectations about sex and pain for women last week. Here’s follow up to the general idea.

A lot of sexual metaphors, not to mention straight-ahead descriptions, create the impression that men’s cock are ramrods, pistons, yards, rods of steel, spears, spikes, and other sorts of things that split, spear, rip, tear into, and otherwise, um, hurt.

I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned this before but… ever look at an erect cock up close though? When you look at the incredibly soft skin of the shaft, and the velvety, spongy, softly rounded glans, all perfectly formed to gently enter… the only human organ who’s sole purpose is to caress another…

...when you look at it, really look at it, the real marvel isn’t that such words as “prong” and “impale” are associated with cocks, or even that they might even seem appropriate given how many experiences of (hetero, first-time) vaginal, oral, or anal intercourse appear to involve discomfort and/or pain. No, taking a good look or, even better, a good feel of a cock that’s sort of surprising, sure, but not the most surprising thing.

Most surprising? I’d say the most marvelous part would be that anyone might brag about the kind of ineptitude it takes to hurt someone with your cock.

Sure, it’s possible to hurt someone — the places they’re most often used have sensitivities (if not the stereotypical delicacy) of their own whether labia, cervix, and ovaries, or anus and rectum, or tonsils and muscles of the throat — but the failure to imagine it could be any other way, to take pride in it?

Pretty weird.

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