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.