Tag: erection

  • I successfully refrained from masturbating for three days and felt accomplished throughout the day. However, when I found myself alone with my computer at night, things took a negative turn. Regrettably, I am currently attempting to comprehend the factors that trigger my sexual desires and what influences my level of arousal. Every now and then, I encounter a sensation of feeling completely satisfied, which is unfamiliar to me. Let’s observe how today unfolds.

  • I wake up with excitement every morning because I know so many wonderful and beautiful people. Usually, I lie in bed with the covers on to maintain privacy. Please refrain from making any assumptions about the size of my genitals. My legs are also elevated. After about 5 minutes, my excitement subsides and I proceed to have breakfast

  • I’ve been dealing with random erections more often lately, and it’s starting to become a bit of a hassle, to be honest. The fear of someone catching me in an awkward moment has me on edge. I’ve been thinking maybe I should start wearing tighter briefs to keep things under control. It might help with the visibility issue, but I’m not sure how comfortable it would be all day.

  • I don’t think it is good for them to seek out those things on their own. Having a public erection was bad enough. Not having had I would have been worse.

  • I can remember getting a hard-on from age 12, or maybe even earlier. I always knew that it happened, but I suppose even then it was something so private that it never got discussed with my parents or anyone else. My friend’s older brother exclaimed “my wiener’s stiff”. I knew instantly what he meant, and I realized that my prepubescent erections were shared by others. I never had really noticed that it had grown in the last few months. When a friend shared his experienced things throughout puberty. For instance, he’d write the date and age when he first started getting facial hair or when he first started getting pubic hair. So, I would have loved to have like taken a picture every day or week from like 12 years old to see how much I changed. Because most changes are very slow of course, It would’ve been great to look back and see how much I’ve changed. I just think it’s a good way to keep a timeline. Does anyone else do this?

  • Today was one of the most humiliating and terrifying days of my life. I had an embarrassing accident this morning while chatting with a friend about some personal stuff. I was feeling a bit too excited and tried to follow his advice about stretching my tight foreskin, but it tore, causing some bleeding and pain. Mortified, I told my mom, who immediately took me to the hospital.
    At the hospital, the waiting room was packed, and I was nervous. Mom checked me in, and soon I was called to see Dr. Chan. He was calm and professional, asking about my medical history before examining me. I had to undress behind a screen, and despite the pain, I was awkwardly semi-hard, which was embarrassing but oddly not as bad as I thought. Dr. Chan was kind, checking my body and carefully examining my foreskin. It hurt when he pulled it back to check my gland, and I could tell it was too tight—my cock even turned purple from the pressure. He reassured me, saying it’s normal for someone my age to get erections and told me to use lubricant twice a day and keep things clean. He also said to let him know if the pain persists.
    I got dressed, still feeling a bit sore, and met Mom in the waiting room. It was a weird, uncomfortable day, but Dr. Chan made it less scary. I just hope this gets better soon.

    The story below is inspired by today, enriched with the moments I wished had happened:

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  • I went one day without underwear whole day. Interesting is, why I went without underwear? Because It was good feeling as well, my dick use to be hanging all time, and got hard many times by just rub on my shorts. 😛

  • As I stood in front of the mirror, the changes were undeniable. My reflection no longer resembled the carefree child I once knew, but someone different—someone growing, evolving. I traced the outline of my face, noticing how the once soft edges had sharpened, how my skin seemed to stretch differently over my bones. A quiet discomfort stirred within me, a strange blend of excitement and uncertainty. It wasn’t just the way I looked, though. There was something deeper, something shifting inside me. My body was changing in ways I hadn’t expected. I watched as my hands dropped to my sides, my fingers nervously brushing over my thighs. Everything felt… different. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t exactly how I imagined it either.

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