Castration interest induced in childhood
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so how many mother are responsable for the amount of eunuchs that around today
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tinydick (imported) wrote: Sun Jan 14, 2007 9:26 am so how many mother are responsable for the amount of eunuchs that around today
And, should we thank them? --FLO--
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Dorian (imported) wrote: Sun Jun 01, 2003 2:22 pm but I believe that for a substantial number of people visiting this site, juvenile trauma may play a role.
Dorian
As I learn more about myself and my past I have to agree.
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Hi Mob,
Yoli here, up too early and staying home due to some ice on the roads here in San Antonio...Yes! Here! Might even see a flake or two...not the usual human kind either.
Anyway...I may have mentioned, eons ago, that our eunuch friend, Barry, has stated that his mommy had much to do with his initial interest in castration. Apparently she helped keep the spark alive until he finally crossed into Juarez Mex. and got the snip.
Well, after a few days of perusing this thread I decided (against Ash[leigh]'s advice) to contact Barry at his home in Lubbock and ask him to finally "tell all". I assured him that his identity would be protected but, with his permission, I'd relate the most pertinent details here. So, after a few dozen back-and-forth phone calls and Emails, here it is. (I may have to do this in installments, 'cause it's kinda long, and I've been "editing" so best I can in order to keep it all organized.)
So far as Barry can recall, his mom planted the seed when Barry was around ten years old. As follows.
Most kids, myself included, played "Doctor" or "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours." to varying degrees. I never swapped peeks with little boys, so far as I can recall (wanted too, though...heehee.) I did, however swap peeks with maybe two other girls my own age when I was somewhere around seven or eight, and once again after I grew some nice tidy fleece "down there", probably when I was thirteen. I remember that I had a dusting of pubic fuzz on the mound of my lil' >^,,^< when that SOB tried to rape me, and I WAS thirteen at that time.
So, we can't judge Barry harshly for doing what pretty much all of us did when we were little devils. Barry's mother, however, DID "judge" beyond what most balanced parents might, and then reacted in a rather odd fashion.
First sign...Barry and a neighbor boy, two years older, had begin to trade peeks, then touches, then strokes, then nibbles, then actual fellatio, all within the span of maybe two months from peeks to...you know. Barry recalls that he could not ejaculate but that "It sure felt good!" The other boy, whom Barry STILL occasionally sees and we have met, experienced his first ejaculation a few days after the fellatio sessions began. Barry says the other boy warned him that "something is about to happen!" but Barry allowed the first spurt to occur in his mouth, then pulled away until the next couple of those had spattered his neck and tee shirt. Then, according to Barry, he took the boy's peepee back into his mouth and kept it there until it "finished".
The other kid, after catching his breath, then performed fellatio on Barry for a few minutes, with no orgasm or ejaculation occuring, then they tided up and left the barn. Barry remembers washing his hands and face and rinsing his tee shirt at a faucet beside the barn. The two if them then got on their bicycles and "rode like the wind" until Barry's shirt was dry.
What they did NOT know was that Barry's mom, having seen them go into the barn, had been observing them through some sort of opening in the wall of the barn. Much later, she told him that she was no more than six feet from them as they went about their play. She kept up this behavior for over three years...who's the sick one?
Not long after Barry became a friend and revealed that he is a eunuch, and mentioned that his mother played a role in it all, I asked where his father was and if he was aware of, or involved in, the events leading to Barry's little soujourn in Juarez. The answer was "No" since Barry's mom and dad had split when Barry was maybe three years old. As to the reasons why, well, it had to do with his dad's interest in sex and his mom's lack thereof, at least in the "normal" sense.
Barry's dad still saw him often, making trips from a town in New Mexico for the purpose, and hosting Barry for alternate Christmases, birthdays, school breaks, and part of each summer. So, Dad seems to be a quite normal guy who loves his son, and is apparently still blissfully unaware that Barry is now minus certain original equipment. He also has maintained a "Don't ask,don't tell" stance so far as Barry's sexual behavior (mostly gay, but makes exceptions, most willingly, for me and Ash[leigh].)
When Barry and his father made a trip to San Antonio last year Dad was delighted when Barry introduced me to him. Barry later told me that his dad later said "Son, SHE'S the one, right? I hope there will be some grandkids for me in a couple of years!" Fat chance of that...funny, in a sad sort of way.
So, here we are...Barry is having frequent sex with another (older) boy. His mother is aware but neither reveals her knowledge of it nor interferes.
Fast forward, please.
Now Barry is twelve, a few weeks from his thirteenth birthday. His original sex buddy has moved (father transferred) to some distant spot. Barry says there was a "dry spell" of maybe five months so far as sex with another boy went. He did, however, make the intimate acquaintance of a real, live, girl, aged 14, with whom he had his first heterosexual experience.
This girl had, somehow, found out about Barry's relationship with the other boy. Once that kid had left the area she told Barry that she knew what they had been up to and claimed to have spied on them a couple of times as they went about their sex play. She wouldn't tell, she promised, if Barry and she could "mess around" to see if he liked doing "that" with girls too. By "that" she apparently did not mean actual intercourse, but simply touching, mutual masturbation, and, as it turned out, swapping oral sex. This led, later, to a few sessions of anal sex, and the relationship overlapped his next juvenile homosexual involvement. The girl actually observed, "coached", and participated in some of Barry's activities with other boys.
Remember I said " another boy", "next JUVENILE...etc."
Barry turned thirteen, right on schedule. At this point he's not sexually involved with any other boys but is having sex, at least three times weekly, with this girl (she must have been a ball of raging hormones!) Then, comes time to spend three weeks in New Mexico with Dad. Up to this point, Barry's mom was not aware that he was involved with the girl, BTW.
Barry takes a bus to NM, is met by his dad, and they repair to dad's place out in the wilds, not far from a small town. Barry's dad has purchased a new motor scooter, one of those little putt-putts, as Barry called it, so that Barry, unlicensed and all, can go into town for a burger, shop around for whatever, and go over to a home where there is a swimming pool! Oasis! The family that owns the pool are friends with Barry's dad, it seems.
One fine day Barry is on his scooter, coming back from a swim. He sees a vehicle parked beside the road, with the hood up and steam rising. Being a good-hearted kid (still is!) he stops to see if he can help.
The driver is a man in his early forties, nice-looking, and well-dressed. He thanks Barry for stopping and asks if Barry can scooter into town for some distilled water and antifreeze. Barry says he'll be glad to. The man gives him twenty bux and off Barry "putts". About thirty minutes later Barry returns, bearing not only the requested items, but some cool water for the man. He's told to keep the change...maybe ten bux.
Barry stands by as the man does whatever you do with that stuff, car-wise. The effort is successful and the man tells Barry that he'll be in town for the next several days, on business. He tells Barry where he'll be staying and invites him to call and drop by. He says he wants to tell Barry about his sailboat (in California) and show him some "neat pictures". Barry agrees to contact the man the next afternoon, since his dad has to be away for three days, and they shake hands and part company.
Guys, I need to sift through "the files" before I can continue this marathon saga, if I'm to be accurate and factual vis-a-vis Barry's "memoirs".
If y'all prefer I waste no more of your "monitor ink", just say so and I'll terminate this "case history" with no hard feelings.
(But you'll miss the juicy parts!)
If you DO want me to continue, I'll add to this thread in a future installment, perhaps so early as tonight or within a day or two. Barry has no objections to this, be assured.
Love and little gropes to all, especially if you have been...you know.
Yolanda The Ice Queen
Close to the fireplace!
Yoli here, up too early and staying home due to some ice on the roads here in San Antonio...Yes! Here! Might even see a flake or two...not the usual human kind either.
Anyway...I may have mentioned, eons ago, that our eunuch friend, Barry, has stated that his mommy had much to do with his initial interest in castration. Apparently she helped keep the spark alive until he finally crossed into Juarez Mex. and got the snip.
Well, after a few days of perusing this thread I decided (against Ash[leigh]'s advice) to contact Barry at his home in Lubbock and ask him to finally "tell all". I assured him that his identity would be protected but, with his permission, I'd relate the most pertinent details here. So, after a few dozen back-and-forth phone calls and Emails, here it is. (I may have to do this in installments, 'cause it's kinda long, and I've been "editing" so best I can in order to keep it all organized.)
So far as Barry can recall, his mom planted the seed when Barry was around ten years old. As follows.
Most kids, myself included, played "Doctor" or "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours." to varying degrees. I never swapped peeks with little boys, so far as I can recall (wanted too, though...heehee.) I did, however swap peeks with maybe two other girls my own age when I was somewhere around seven or eight, and once again after I grew some nice tidy fleece "down there", probably when I was thirteen. I remember that I had a dusting of pubic fuzz on the mound of my lil' >^,,^< when that SOB tried to rape me, and I WAS thirteen at that time.
So, we can't judge Barry harshly for doing what pretty much all of us did when we were little devils. Barry's mother, however, DID "judge" beyond what most balanced parents might, and then reacted in a rather odd fashion.
First sign...Barry and a neighbor boy, two years older, had begin to trade peeks, then touches, then strokes, then nibbles, then actual fellatio, all within the span of maybe two months from peeks to...you know. Barry recalls that he could not ejaculate but that "It sure felt good!" The other boy, whom Barry STILL occasionally sees and we have met, experienced his first ejaculation a few days after the fellatio sessions began. Barry says the other boy warned him that "something is about to happen!" but Barry allowed the first spurt to occur in his mouth, then pulled away until the next couple of those had spattered his neck and tee shirt. Then, according to Barry, he took the boy's peepee back into his mouth and kept it there until it "finished".
The other kid, after catching his breath, then performed fellatio on Barry for a few minutes, with no orgasm or ejaculation occuring, then they tided up and left the barn. Barry remembers washing his hands and face and rinsing his tee shirt at a faucet beside the barn. The two if them then got on their bicycles and "rode like the wind" until Barry's shirt was dry.
What they did NOT know was that Barry's mom, having seen them go into the barn, had been observing them through some sort of opening in the wall of the barn. Much later, she told him that she was no more than six feet from them as they went about their play. She kept up this behavior for over three years...who's the sick one?
Not long after Barry became a friend and revealed that he is a eunuch, and mentioned that his mother played a role in it all, I asked where his father was and if he was aware of, or involved in, the events leading to Barry's little soujourn in Juarez. The answer was "No" since Barry's mom and dad had split when Barry was maybe three years old. As to the reasons why, well, it had to do with his dad's interest in sex and his mom's lack thereof, at least in the "normal" sense.
Barry's dad still saw him often, making trips from a town in New Mexico for the purpose, and hosting Barry for alternate Christmases, birthdays, school breaks, and part of each summer. So, Dad seems to be a quite normal guy who loves his son, and is apparently still blissfully unaware that Barry is now minus certain original equipment. He also has maintained a "Don't ask,don't tell" stance so far as Barry's sexual behavior (mostly gay, but makes exceptions, most willingly, for me and Ash[leigh].)
When Barry and his father made a trip to San Antonio last year Dad was delighted when Barry introduced me to him. Barry later told me that his dad later said "Son, SHE'S the one, right? I hope there will be some grandkids for me in a couple of years!" Fat chance of that...funny, in a sad sort of way.
So, here we are...Barry is having frequent sex with another (older) boy. His mother is aware but neither reveals her knowledge of it nor interferes.
Fast forward, please.
Now Barry is twelve, a few weeks from his thirteenth birthday. His original sex buddy has moved (father transferred) to some distant spot. Barry says there was a "dry spell" of maybe five months so far as sex with another boy went. He did, however, make the intimate acquaintance of a real, live, girl, aged 14, with whom he had his first heterosexual experience.
This girl had, somehow, found out about Barry's relationship with the other boy. Once that kid had left the area she told Barry that she knew what they had been up to and claimed to have spied on them a couple of times as they went about their sex play. She wouldn't tell, she promised, if Barry and she could "mess around" to see if he liked doing "that" with girls too. By "that" she apparently did not mean actual intercourse, but simply touching, mutual masturbation, and, as it turned out, swapping oral sex. This led, later, to a few sessions of anal sex, and the relationship overlapped his next juvenile homosexual involvement. The girl actually observed, "coached", and participated in some of Barry's activities with other boys.
Remember I said " another boy", "next JUVENILE...etc."
Barry turned thirteen, right on schedule. At this point he's not sexually involved with any other boys but is having sex, at least three times weekly, with this girl (she must have been a ball of raging hormones!) Then, comes time to spend three weeks in New Mexico with Dad. Up to this point, Barry's mom was not aware that he was involved with the girl, BTW.
Barry takes a bus to NM, is met by his dad, and they repair to dad's place out in the wilds, not far from a small town. Barry's dad has purchased a new motor scooter, one of those little putt-putts, as Barry called it, so that Barry, unlicensed and all, can go into town for a burger, shop around for whatever, and go over to a home where there is a swimming pool! Oasis! The family that owns the pool are friends with Barry's dad, it seems.
One fine day Barry is on his scooter, coming back from a swim. He sees a vehicle parked beside the road, with the hood up and steam rising. Being a good-hearted kid (still is!) he stops to see if he can help.
The driver is a man in his early forties, nice-looking, and well-dressed. He thanks Barry for stopping and asks if Barry can scooter into town for some distilled water and antifreeze. Barry says he'll be glad to. The man gives him twenty bux and off Barry "putts". About thirty minutes later Barry returns, bearing not only the requested items, but some cool water for the man. He's told to keep the change...maybe ten bux.
Barry stands by as the man does whatever you do with that stuff, car-wise. The effort is successful and the man tells Barry that he'll be in town for the next several days, on business. He tells Barry where he'll be staying and invites him to call and drop by. He says he wants to tell Barry about his sailboat (in California) and show him some "neat pictures". Barry agrees to contact the man the next afternoon, since his dad has to be away for three days, and they shake hands and part company.
Guys, I need to sift through "the files" before I can continue this marathon saga, if I'm to be accurate and factual vis-a-vis Barry's "memoirs".
If y'all prefer I waste no more of your "monitor ink", just say so and I'll terminate this "case history" with no hard feelings.
(But you'll miss the juicy parts!)
If you DO want me to continue, I'll add to this thread in a future installment, perhaps so early as tonight or within a day or two. Barry has no objections to this, be assured.
Love and little gropes to all, especially if you have been...you know.
Yolanda The Ice Queen
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Dear Yoli,
This is a fascinating history, very well written. I do hope that you will continue it. I'm sure that most of the members here are interested in how the great variety of us came to this place.
J.
This is a fascinating history, very well written. I do hope that you will continue it. I'm sure that most of the members here are interested in how the great variety of us came to this place.
J.
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This sounds like it could be embellished a bit and make a great semi-fictional read here. Any authors willing to take it on?
AND thanks to Yoli for posting and to Barry for opening up to her.
THAT takes some balls.
AND thanks to Yoli for posting and to Barry for opening up to her.
THAT takes some balls.
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Yoli is in the house!
Our office is still close due to weather, so I've assembled and organized some more of the notes re Barry's bio. I've also spent some more phone time with him since the last posting.
Part Two:
Foreword: I asked Barry to read what I've posted so far and express his wishes, if any, regarding editing and corrections. His response was that all was accurate and chonologically correct. I was reminded, however, that it was during a sex session with the girl previously mentioned that he had his first "real" orgasm. Said orgasm occured during fellatio and she insisted on a repeat performance perhaps fifteen minutes later. Barry says he does not know if she'd ever done such a thing before, but that she seemed "practiced". Personally, I think a thirteen year-old of either gender would think that the partner who had caused such a pleasurable result would believe said partner to be "seasoned", even it was the first such experience for both.
In answer to my next question, Barry says "She spit the first time, swallowed the second." He later learned that Mommy Dearest had seen it all.
OK...When we last saw our friend he had met an older man who was experiencing car trouble, aided same, and was invited to visit the man at his hotel/motel/inn (not sure which). The following afternoon Barry called the fellow at his accomodations. He says it made him nervous to ask a desk clerk to connect him. The man answered and after a bit of guy-talk he asked if Barry wanted to have dinner with him. Barry agreed and the man told him of a little roadside cafe some twenty miles out ot town and recommended they drive out there. They arranged to meet at a road junction near Barry's dad's home.
Barry says that he showered VERY thoroughly, somehow sensing that there'd be more than dinner involved, then pedalled his bike the short distance to the meeting place. The man was already there.
("Reporter's" Note: To me, the request to meet at a remote spot, a twenty-mile drive to dine, and the mention of "neat pictures" at their first encounter, would seem to foreshadow some rather dire future for Barry...like being raped, killed, and left rotting in a desert environment...I'd have been inclined to decline the invitation in it's form and insist on meeting at the Burger Biggie and departing from there independently. Happily, I guess, no bad events occurred, unless you consider sex between an adolescent and a much older male "bad"...I kinda do. There should have been a castration right then and there and I don't mean Barry's. Barry doesn't see it that way. He swears it was both pleasurable and "educational".)
So, off the pair went, with Barry being allowed to drive the car until they were near the tiny hamlet wherein was the cafe. Talk about bribery! Soon, they were polishing off an abundance of chicken-fried steak and fries. When they departed the place it was near sunset and the man suggested they stop and watch that. Barry was again at the wheel and he chose a remote and little-traveled dirt road down which to turn. They stopped and sat on the trunk of the car to observe the sunset.
The man soon announced that he needed to pee. He slid off the trunk and walked a few feet away, faced away from Barry, and hung it out. Just as he finished, a coyote sang and he turned, penis still out, and said that he loved that sound. Barry, of course, peeked.
To be continued as time and organization of all these notes and Emails permit.
Be good boys while I'm gone or I'll snip them off! (Or sew them back on, depending on your current status.)
Yolanda The Chilly (not Chili) Girl
Our office is still close due to weather, so I've assembled and organized some more of the notes re Barry's bio. I've also spent some more phone time with him since the last posting.
Part Two:
Foreword: I asked Barry to read what I've posted so far and express his wishes, if any, regarding editing and corrections. His response was that all was accurate and chonologically correct. I was reminded, however, that it was during a sex session with the girl previously mentioned that he had his first "real" orgasm. Said orgasm occured during fellatio and she insisted on a repeat performance perhaps fifteen minutes later. Barry says he does not know if she'd ever done such a thing before, but that she seemed "practiced". Personally, I think a thirteen year-old of either gender would think that the partner who had caused such a pleasurable result would believe said partner to be "seasoned", even it was the first such experience for both.
In answer to my next question, Barry says "She spit the first time, swallowed the second." He later learned that Mommy Dearest had seen it all.
OK...When we last saw our friend he had met an older man who was experiencing car trouble, aided same, and was invited to visit the man at his hotel/motel/inn (not sure which). The following afternoon Barry called the fellow at his accomodations. He says it made him nervous to ask a desk clerk to connect him. The man answered and after a bit of guy-talk he asked if Barry wanted to have dinner with him. Barry agreed and the man told him of a little roadside cafe some twenty miles out ot town and recommended they drive out there. They arranged to meet at a road junction near Barry's dad's home.
Barry says that he showered VERY thoroughly, somehow sensing that there'd be more than dinner involved, then pedalled his bike the short distance to the meeting place. The man was already there.
("Reporter's" Note: To me, the request to meet at a remote spot, a twenty-mile drive to dine, and the mention of "neat pictures" at their first encounter, would seem to foreshadow some rather dire future for Barry...like being raped, killed, and left rotting in a desert environment...I'd have been inclined to decline the invitation in it's form and insist on meeting at the Burger Biggie and departing from there independently. Happily, I guess, no bad events occurred, unless you consider sex between an adolescent and a much older male "bad"...I kinda do. There should have been a castration right then and there and I don't mean Barry's. Barry doesn't see it that way. He swears it was both pleasurable and "educational".)
So, off the pair went, with Barry being allowed to drive the car until they were near the tiny hamlet wherein was the cafe. Talk about bribery! Soon, they were polishing off an abundance of chicken-fried steak and fries. When they departed the place it was near sunset and the man suggested they stop and watch that. Barry was again at the wheel and he chose a remote and little-traveled dirt road down which to turn. They stopped and sat on the trunk of the car to observe the sunset.
The man soon announced that he needed to pee. He slid off the trunk and walked a few feet away, faced away from Barry, and hung it out. Just as he finished, a coyote sang and he turned, penis still out, and said that he loved that sound. Barry, of course, peeked.
To be continued as time and organization of all these notes and Emails permit.
Be good boys while I'm gone or I'll snip them off! (Or sew them back on, depending on your current status.)
Yolanda The Chilly (not Chili) Girl
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FianceeUvBigGuy (imported) wrote: Thu Jan 18, 2007 1:09 pm Yoli is in the house!
Our office is still closed due to weather, so I've assembled and organized some more of the notes re Barry's bio. I've also spent some more phone time with him since the last posting.
Part Two:
Foreword: I asked Barry to read what I've posted so far and express his wishes, if any, regarding editing and corrections. His response was that all was accurate and chonologically correct. I was reminded, however, that it was during a sex session with the girl previously mentioned that he had his first "real" orgasm. Said orgasm occured during fellatio and she insisted on a repeat performance perhaps fifteen minutes later. Barry says he does not know if she'd ever done such a thing before, but that she seemed "practiced". Personally, I think a thirteen year-old of either gender would think that the partner who had caused such a pleasurable result would believe said partner to be "seasoned", even it was the first such experience for both.
In answer to my next question, Barry says "She spit the first time, swallowed the second." He later learned that Mommy Dearest had seen it all.
OK...When we last saw our friend he had met an older man who was experiencing car trouble, aided same, and was invited to visit the man at his hotel/motel/inn (not sure which). The following afternoon Barry called the fellow at his accomodations. He says it made him nervous to ask a desk clerk to connect him. The man answered and after a bit of guy-talk he asked if Barry wanted to have dinner with him. Barry agreed and the man told him of a little roadside cafe some twenty miles out ot town and recommended they drive out there. They arranged to meet at a road junction near Barry's dad's home.
Barry says that he showered VERY thoroughly, somehow sensing that there'd be more than dinner involved, then pedalled his bike the short distance to the meeting place. The man was already there.
("Reporter's" Note: To me, the request to meet at a remote spot, a twenty-mile drive to dine, and the mention of "neat pictures" at their first encounter, would seem to foreshadow some rather dire future for Barry...like being raped, killed, and left rotting in a desert environment...I'd have been inclined to decline the invitation in it's form and insist on meeting at the Burger Biggie and departing from there independently. Happily, I guess, no bad events occurred, unless you consider sex between an adolescent and a much older male "bad"...I kinda do. There should have been a castration right then and there and I don't mean Barry's. Barry doesn't see it that way. He swears it was both pleasurable and "educational".)
So, off the pair went, with Barry being allowed to drive the car until they were near the tiny hamlet wherein was the cafe. Talk about bribery! Soon, they were polishing off an abundance of chicken-fried steak and fries. When they departed the place it was near sunset and the man suggested they stop and watch that. Barry was again at the wheel and he chose a remote and little-traveled dirt road down which to turn. They stopped and sat on the trunk of the car to observe the sunset.
The man soon announced that he needed to pee. He slid off the trunk and walked a few feet away, faced away from Barry, and hung it out. Just as he finished, a coyote sang and he turned, penis still out, and said that he loved that sound. Barry, of course, peeked.
To be continued as time and organization of all these notes and Emails permit.
Be good boys while I'm gone or I'll snip them off! (Or sew them back on, depending on your current status.)
Yolanda The Chilly (not Chili) Girl
Yooooooooo....LANDA! (Is here! Never fear!)
Super Bowl Sunday Edition!
Sorry to have taken so long to make an addendum.
Today, class, I'm going to diverge a bit from the Barry bio.
I had a chat with him last night (he's here on a visit, and for the Super Bowl gala we're throwing this evening.)
As I was asking questions and making notes (yes, notes!) we drifted into something...I'm going to call it "Masturbation AS Castration". It may appear again in later installments, but he has revealed that, prior to castration, he often masturbated before going out, even to the mall, bookstore, pubs, etc, in order to lessen the likelihood that he might "get into trouble". If he knew he might be in a situation where he might be tempted to approach a minor, some rough guy, or anyone he might regret "knowing" later, he'd masturbate, often as many as three times, in the space of a couple of hours prior to leaving his apartment.
He told me that on more than one occasion he fled into a stall in a restroom and masturbated because he'd spotted someone he knew he should not attempt an encounter with. This was often AFTER he'd masturbated beforehand.
So, in a sense, he was temporarily "castrating" himself to avoid temptation. Well, I see it that way and he pretty much agrees.
Be mindful of this...Barry is very MORAL man. His castration had it's roots in his realization that his sex drive and orientation would, sooner or later, land him in jail, dead in a ditch, etc. PLUS, he genuinely loves people and wanted to assure he'd be less likely to do harm, even if only in the psychological sense, to someone.
Of course, I'm curious to know if any others have used masturbation as a stop-gap measure to avoid problems.
For my part, if I'm anticipating a session of sexual play with Barry, Ash(leigh), or BigGuy and WOBG when we are with them, I masturbate because I'm so excited at the prospect of what's to come later. It just makes me all the more "Ready".
Being a girlpuppy, I guess I have an advantage over the Penis-Bearers, in that I never run out of...how did BigGuy once put it?...Ammunition! LOL!
Will continue Barry's saga soon, but right now it's PARTY-PREP TIME!
GO BEARS!!! (Only because there are four OU Sooners on the team.)
Luv to All!
Yolanda The Cheerleader
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FianceeUvBigGuy (imported) wrote: Mon Feb 05, 2007 11:45 am Of course, I'm curious to know if any others have used masturbation as a stop-gap measure to avoid problems.
I've practised that in the past, but it didn't help very much. Castrate me, please!