Lee (imported) wrote: Tue Dec 12, 2006 1:35 pm
I guess I share with Yolanda that certain sense of excitement upon seeing a penis with nothing underneath. .
But, what do you mean by an "innocent peepee"? Does that only apply to one that hangs limp and non-threatening? Or do you also get a thrill from seeing one that is fully hard, with the underside obviously empty. There is something kind of appealling to me about an erect, castrated penis, particularly when the bag has been removed or is cold and tightly contracted.
Does Barry get fully erect, or is the fact that he doesn't what you enjoy so much?
Lee,
Hi, Sweetie, Yoli here.
Sitting here, munching away on some shrimp and taking a break from case work...
Anyway, my "innocent peepee" thing is probably rooted (peepee...root! LOL!) in a near rape when I was 13. Since the recent hacking might have eliminated the details I'll briefly reprise.
While wiggling and jiggling down a hallway at my middle school I was attacked by a janitor who turned out to be an illegal immigrant from Mexico. He dragged me into a supply room and was about to force his smelly you-know-what into my mouth when the Band Director happened along, heard my cries, and kicked the door down. He beat and kicked the bastard so badly that the creep was in intensive care for a while.
Thus, the first sight I ever had of an adult's penis was of this aggressor's unwashed one. Maybe that's why the sight of a limp (retracted or dangling) penis over an empty (or missing) baggie so attracts me. In my mind, perhaps, I can see, touch, nibble, suck, otherwise experiment with, the penis without fear. It's now an "innocent peepee".
Here's the odd (to some) part. I've been involved in an intimate relationship with a married couple for a few years now, and I share accommodations with a sexy bisexual lady a few years my senior. When I'm with the man in the equation I enjoy, most greatly, all manner of love-making with him. We never are alone together because his wife is happily participating, as is, often, my roomie...so it's always a three- or foursome.
I adore "BigGuy" (an Army officer) and his spouse and his penis and balls are objects to be worshipped and enjoyed. Why? Well, I suppose it's because he's kind, gentle, a patriotic warrior in defense of America, and funnier than most comedians. It doesn't hurt that he's one handsome rascal as well, LOL!
He's aware of the castration kink I share with my roomie, his own spouse, and a small "coven" of like-minded ladies here in San Antonio. He also knows that we'd NEVER consider castrating HIM. We want him just like he is!
Now, as for Barry...
Barry is a true friend. He is cute, funny, kind, and always "there" for me. True, he is a eunuch, by choice, but we (me and Ashleigh, my roomie) have sex play with him when he visits us here or we trek to Lubbock, where he lives.
His "peepee" was never a "biggie" (re pre-castration pics) to begin with but it does fatten up a little when one or both of us applies our special talents. He does take a bit of HRT now and then so that helps when we want him to become able to penetrate (I prefer him in my "other" port-of-entry, since he fits without hurting my tiny hiney and he makes me VERY happy that way.) Otherwise, his peepee is a favorite lollipop...blush...and he CAN have orgasms and make a little honey for us...not much. He can come when only half-erect too!
Anyway, I hope this makes some sense of it all.
BTW, Barry still has his baggie. His balls were taken out in Juarez, Mexico several years ago, before I met him. He has begun to reveal more "clues" as to why he had it done...fascinating. Sad, too, since his mother had much to do with his decision.
Barry is gay, actually, but frolics with us because, well, he loves us and likes helping us enjoy our "castration fascination". He says it makes him feel worthwhile as a person.
We have also hosted a couple of Barry's male friends, including another castrated older man and a eunuch of about Barry's age.
The first time we were all naked...three eunuchs!...I went crazy.
The guys were amused by my constant "inspections" and didn't mind female hands (and mouth) applied to their remaining goodies. The older guy, maybe 55?, had a huge peepee. It dangled all long and floppy, never getting more than a tiny bit thicker no matter what Lil' Yoli did to it. Darn! BTW, his balls were taken out via the little cuts in the lower tummy, not via cuts in his baggie. I prefer the look of a cut-open-then-sutured or cut-off baggie, since that seems more punitive or whatever than the "medical reasons" tummy cuts.
Well, those are topics for another time, or never.
Lee, I hope this clarifies my "kink". Harmless enough, I'd say.
Back to the grind.
Love to all, and Merrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeee Chrismas! (Ho, ho, ho!)
Yolanda the Deranged Elf(ette)
Santa's San Antonio Branch Manager
PS: "FianceeUv", "FUBG"...etc, was BigGuy's wife, now referred to as "WOBG", before they married. She is the original poster in our little group and since Ash(leigh) and I live on BigGuy's inherited estate here she left the account open when they transferred to another Army post. I am NOT engaged to BigGuy...sniffle.