Shatner on Turkeys

It even has a dingle dangle!

Have a fun Thanksgiving!

So, How's the Old Nut?

I read somewhere that the average prostate is about the size of a walnut. And that's how I visualize mine. Although my Urologist says that mine is about twice the normal size. A lime, perhaps. But my PSA is down to 4.07. "Let's just call it four." Which is good, down from the last two tests and the biopsy which found "abnormal" cells. Not cancerous, just not normal. So, back in six months.

When I mentioned my use of a chastity device, it took some 'splaining. No, it's not a cock ring. I should have brought it for show and tell. Or at least a picture. The good physician didn't like cock rings. But after noting no permanent injuries and my good trending PSA score, I was warned not to skip too many orgasms as they flush out the toxins and bad stuff in your prostate. And we want to keep my walnut (or lime) happy.

Well, That's Interesting

I don't know if it was a happy coincidence or not, but I had a "nocturnal emission" last night and the odd thing about it was that I was awake when it happened.

I had been online reading an article about ruined orgasms and orgasm denial and decided to try it again. I've done ruined orgasms before as a form of milking my prostate and sexual frustration. I was edging myself for about half an hour and felt an orgasm building. I stopped stroking and slapped my balls a few times. (I've mentioned that I'm something of an amateur masochist, haven't I?) I started stroking lightly again and could feel the orgasm hovering just below the surface. I stopped again and lay still. And then I felt the cum dribble out of my penis. I didn't get the orgasm, just the cum dribbling onto my abdomen.

I went to sleep and I had gotten up to pee about 4:30 AM. I was just laying in bed trying to go back to sleep. I wasn't masturbating or even erect at the time. All of a sudden I felt wet on my thigh. Now, I'm over 60 with an enlarged prostate. One of the side effects is a problem getting that last drop to come out. If I'm not patient, it will drip out a minute later and I can feel it dribbling down my leg. But this felt different. A bigger flow. I reached down and felt a sticky mess. I had cum without even feeling it.

I don't know if it is related to the earlier ruined orgasm or a coincidence but I've got a t-shirt with a big cum stain on it. (I don't usually wear any bottoms.) My body's quite the mystery.

...And the Ugly

The sexual abuse allegations against former Penn State coach Sandusky are horrific. Sandusky has now come out to deny the allegations, although there are eyewitnesses, including another assistant coach who is reported to have seen Sandusky raping a young boy in the University's locker room showers.

I don't know if we will ever know the truth. Raping children is horrible and we must keep predators away from children. On the other hand, our society has become so paranoid about child abuse that I'm afraid to even look at a child in public. I don't know how a man can even consider a career or volunteer position that puts him in contact with children.

I was "abused" as a child by an relative who would feel me up on occasion. It didn't do any real harm to me but I can't imagine the damage if it had gone much beyond that.

The whole subject makes me very sad.

The Good and the Bad

It's been about two weeks since I've stopped wearing my cb and I do miss it. I'm trying to hold off bringing the issue up with my partner. I'm not sure that he will ever change his mind about chastity, but if I do bring it up again, I'd have to come up with a different approach.

In the meantime, we have been very active sexually, trying a vibrator (nice) and a sheath with soft nubs on the inside. The sheath actually reminded me of my cb.

Being an old fart, I've had trouble with my prostate in the past and so I have a PSA test every six months. To prep for the test you have to refrain from riding a bike and having sex for at least 48 hours. And so for the past three days I've been chaste without my cage. Kind of bittersweet.

So, if anyone has any advice for changing an opponent of chastity devices into a keyholder, please feel free to post a response to this entry or contact me directly at bb55ct@aol.com.

It's Veterans Day or Remembrance Day, depending on where you are. Thanks to all those who served and serve today.

The Talk

Sometime way back in this blog, I mentioned that my partner was not particularly into the whole chastity thing. In the four months that I have been using my cb off and on, his basic reaction has been, "I hate it. take it off!" I've tried reasoning, getting him into the keyholder role, showing him websites, being nicer to him, everything I could think of.

Oddly enough, things came to a head once I had my cb off and we were having sex. We had a fight, nothing physical, just a couple of catty queens being sarcastic and cruel. We couldn't talk to each other about the issue like grownups. So, I wrote a two page letter outlining why I enjoyed wearing my cb, why it wasn't harming me physically or mentally and why he should be part of my kink.

After I came home from work last night we sat down and he read from his notes in response to my letter. I won't go into detail about his reasons for hating the whole chastity belt idea. I don't feel the same way but I respect his feelings. Being partners in a committed relationship means you don't always get your way. Love sometimes demands sacrifice.

I'm not happy about giving up my cb but I'd rather give up the plastic rather than hurt my lover. Who knows what the future holds for any of us. But I'm looking around for a new kink that will be exciting for both of us.

Thanks for reading my blog. I don't know if I'll continue it under a more general approach but I welcome your comments and suggestions.