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Honoring My Penis
A Gentle Serious Faintly “R Rated” Tale
If you, the reader, are looking for “dick pics” a la some men — seeking female companionship, you’ve come to the wrong place. Sorry!
I will put forth though, that a little later, when relevant I will reference another writing of mine, which contains an “almost R” rated picture of me.
I believe that most of us have personal and/or historical trauma which can get in our way at significant times, at least. For some, it can be a major barrier.
My own growth as a “sexual being” certainly was far, far from a smooth journey. As a child I remember nudity being no big deal. I saw my mother nude at various times. At the same time, I certainly was very confused as a teenager with being a (then) heterosexual teen. Some of this indirectly related to the fact that at least until the summer after my 17th birthday, I never had faintly meaningful peer friendships.
I suspect that my mother (genitally) fondled me when I was quite young, though I can’t remember anything specific. During my freshman year in high school, a classmate asked me out to a girl-ask-boy dance. I was scared, and declined the invitation, while being “interested in her”. The following summer, I asked her out, and we had a single date, that was challenging, to say the least for me.
