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  1. My uncle last Christmas at 82 was complaining that he doesn't get the action he used to, but his wife tells me they renew his viagra prescription about once a month. Hell, I'd settle for that at 62. Go for it!!! - Besides, I don't know about you, but unless I'm just interested in getting my rocks off, I prefer people with some "mileage" who've paid their dues and developed some compassion and concern for others.nm
  2. One of my friends who went all around the world never using any kind of protection at all, got home, took pity on this poor wallflower, and donated a mercy fuck. Wouldn't you know, on that one occasion he contracted the worst possible STD! Maybe shallow and selfish is good?
  3. idavisato, I love your tagline: "If you don't stop laughing, I will put my clothes back on." That's the kind of sense of humor that makes it possible to get over the stage fright! Thanks ~J
  4. Unfortunately, there are those people who lack the integrity to reveal who they really are. I too, would run the other way. Life is too short to contend with flaks, fakes and frauds.
  5. I noticed you are in Iceland. I think the population of Iceland is something like 300,000 pretty homogeneous white, Christian, church-going folks. In light of your general population, lack of real heavy influx of outsiders from the high STD countries, and your decision to go bare back sometimes, What is the incidence of STD in your community? I've read where Isla Vista, California, has now surpassed the slums of Calcutta, as having a higher incidents of STD (all those college kids at Santa Barbara, I suppose). Where on that scale does your community fit? For me, this would be a factor in electing to go bareback.
  6. I assume this question means "with other high school students": not a BJ from a stranger while hitchicking? With that caveat, I am part of that shamful minority who did NOT have sex in high school. But I sure as heck should have. When I was 16, I was "in love" big time with a really popular girl who placed a high degree of value on retaining her virginity, and did I at the time. Hence, we did everything imaginable, except actual penetration. As the boyfriend, I typically did everything I could around her parents (especially her tyrant Mom) to be helpful, not in the way, never late, never stayed to late, lawn that was mowed three times a week, etc. Near the tail end of our relationship, we were on the sofa making out when her mother unexpected came home with bags upon bags of groceries to be carried in. I was completely dressed. My girlfriend was completely nude. My girlfriend heard her mother at the door and quickly dashed back into her room. That left me just sitting there. As I started to get up, I realized I would appear to the already suspicious mother to be somewhat deformed. It looked like I become attached to a 10" hard steel rod that just wouldn't detach, move or get out of the way. There was absolutely nothing I could do. Hence, I just sat there and watched this poor lady struggle with bag after bag of obviously heavy groceries. To make matters worse, this little lady pulled out a step-stool in the kitchen so she would reach the upper cupboards. At 6 feet 4.5 inches, (and just under 200 lbs), I could have easily handled all the groceries without a struggle. She would take about 3 cans out of the bag, drop one of them, step up on the stool, reach really high for her, and look at me. She repeated that what seemed like two dozen times. When I checked to see if I could possibly get up, the condition had not improved. All the earlier symptoms were just as plainly visible as before, except now there was a little wet spot right at the end of where that "steel rod" was pressing outward on my trousers. Not long after that, the mother's constant (and usually quite vocal) theme was how I was becoming "too familiar" around their house, and was revealing my "true colors" as just another lazy teenage couch potato. I really wasn't "lazy". I just had more pressing concerns at that moment.
  7. What about playing with another couple where the guy is known to have had (or sometimes does have) the same problem. Seems like that could maybe help take the pressure off? Plus, there is that old thing about "misery loves company - or whatever that saying is?" Good luck. I'll be pulling for you, in a manner of speaking. ~J
  8. Found that drug in case Viagra and/or Calis doesn't work. You might want to ask your physician about: ALPROSTDIL FOR INJECTION. Good LUck ~J
  9. You sure know how to make a guy jealous! Seriously, that's great, and I do wish I could say the same for myself and my wife. I've had one really super lover, however. It happened in between my marriage, and lasted about 9 months about 25 years ago. I was telling an old friend/client about it. He got a huge smile on his face, and said "Yeah! Know whata mean. I had one of those from about June '41 until March 42, a month after I married [someone else]..." It seems like if you've ever had one of those, it just can't be forgotten, even though you know any serious relationship with that person would have been doomed from the outset. After I got married, that old partner used to call me on my birthday for about 5 or 6 years. Sometimes, I find myself secretly wishing she'd call now (although I also know we could never replace what we once had). Interestingly, I don't think I was that good of a lover for her! Enjoy your blessing!
  10. I can certainly identify with your husband. That's happened to me, and boy I feel terrible (mostly for the other people) when it does. For me, pills are not a sure thing. When I discussed that with my doctor, he prescribed some injections. When he first told me that all I had to do was to sink this little needle all the way in to my cock at mid-shaft, I was ready to swear off sex for ever. As with many of my "solid resolutions" (loose weight, clear the yard, write a book, etc.) I weakened, and it actually worked. Initially, the whole idea of sticking a needle in my prick was enough to make sure I didn't have an erection. But I took the stuff (needle, bottle of white powder, saline mixer, alcohol pad, and a lot of fear) to the bathroom and played "drug addict". With a real aching cock still smelling like the disinfecting alcohol, I decided to turn on the TV so I wouldn't disturb anyone with my just lurking (as if anyone would notice). I don't know if it was the drug, the sounds I was hearing, the excitement I got from the occasional "peeking" at what the others were doing, etc. but before long, I found my trusty right hand wrapped around one of the finest pulsating erections I'd had in days. I'm certainly not a doctor so I can't prescribe, but from what you say, your husband situation is definitely curable and you may want to discuss it with your physician. For me, the only problem was that the erection wouldn't go away. Some people thought that was fabulous (and it was to a point), but after a while, it became painful, and I became tired. Now that I think about it, that could be a great way to work off these "love handles". --- Any ladies up for a ritual of daily "morning exercise" until I get in shape? What I've since discovered, is that the duration of the erection depends on how much of the stuff gets injected. All my life, I suffered from that "If a little is good, more is better" syndrome; and, that's NOT a good thing in this situation. However, as was noted on another forum, taking an antihistamine is one way to kill an erection. I'd be interested in hearing how it works out for you husband, and I realize medication is just a temporary "patch" which is probably all that's needed. From what I'm told, this is a real common problem, especially among men who were subjected to Christianity (particularly Catholicism or fundamentalists beliefs) as children [And, I do NOT claim any expertise on that!!]
  11. There are some really great posts here! Now for the academic: A few evenings ago, I saw a documentary on the Discovery channel that addresses this question. British scientists from various disciplines, e.g., psychology, anthropology (physical & cultural), a psychiatrist, and an assortment of sociologists, computer graphics guys and some “dating specialists”. Their objective was to prove the scientific basis for “computer dating”. Their first question was whether physical attraction visual, and what does this mean? To do this, they began by convening their study group of ??? single males and females in their mid-20's to early 30's (each person individually) to conjure up what the “perfect” specimen of the opposite sex would look like. A male and female computer composite was made of 3-D images that modified during the show, e.g. larger breast, smaller breast, etc. They began by assuming that since long-term married couples often resemble each other in facial structure/appearance, that people of like kind facial structure would be attracted to each other. I was fascinated with the “facial identification” program they used to take face shots of 30 males and 30 females in their “test group” and employ graphic overlays (measures lines, angles, relationships between say the left eye brow and the chin, etc.), to bring out the differences and similarities. Four out of the 30 couples were nearly identical matches. Several rounds “speed dating” with each participant equipped with an “attraction meter” were used to test their theories. Bottom line: * Nobody wants to have sex with their sibling so the “similar face” idea is out. *Women are most (and initially) attracted to guys who are taller than they are (and as a matter of fashion on this British film, curly hair seems to prevail over buzz cuts or long hair). *Men (and to a much lesser extent, women) were attracted by the ratio between the waist line and the hip line. The anthropologist said that because historically that ratio is the biggest single factor indicating fertility, which, from an anthropological standpoint, drives sex appeal. *In the initial first few rounds of speed dating, not ONE person gave thought to their fundamental “compatibility quotient”. - - After 3 months, only to of the couples were “friends only” and after something like six months, none of them had contact with any other participants. My interpretation: Is sex visual? - Absolutely! What about people who are blind? I suppose there may be a niche for blind GYOBs or urologists? How would a blind urologist “see” how acute a patients ED was? (Sounds like the making of a joke!) [seriously, I would not have posted anything this long, except there appears to be genuine interest in this subject. That was a good show if you can fine it. I'd be interested in knowing its name/title so I could find it again in the library. It may have been on BBC]]
  12. There is a body of scientific evidence (at least stories/positions taken my medical expert witnesses at trials) that for me, the sense of smell is often the first trigger (even before sight and touch) to getting in the mood. That argument was advanced in a case where a 40s something engineer ran his mountain bike straight into a concrete wall (allegedly due to a defect with the bicycle) causing his head to come to an abrupt stop, whereupon the brain slushed forward thereby severing the olfactory nerves that protrude up from the nose through the base of the skull. As a result, he lost all sense of smell, and along with it his libido. To a jury of one's so-called peers (at least the 34 year old actress wife's peers), what do you think the "loss of the husband's libido" was worth in terms of a damages award? And, does this contribute to an answer? For me, the sense of touch is more significant, but it all depends on the circumstances. The caress of a hand from another fellow's wife on the inside of my thigh at a dinner table in a fine restaurant, conjures something up every time, but then so does a sexy check at the bar going commando style -- especially if I can see from my table that she is occasionally stroking herself.
  13. Well stated, bicuriocpl Its been my observation that swinging works (and by that I mean is truly nurturing to the relationship) when people are really in love with each other. While there are probably a million definitions of "love", for me something I once read in Stranger in a Strange Land seemed to really resonate. There, the author explained the Martian view of "love" as that condition where another's happiness is as important to you as your own happiness. I know it sounds kind of trite, but as a "rule to go by" it works for me. And, I realize this is a little deeper view of it than merely "cheating".
  14. Having been somewhat of a victim of it, I would certainly never inflict my having sex on anyone who was drunk, or otherwise at in command of their full faculties. To my way of thinking, to do would be like "cheating" and disrespectful to both the perpetrator and the victim. In my case, as a young man right out of college, one night I became more drunk that usual and passed out at a married friend's house. When I came to the next morning, he was sucking my cock with his wife right there watching. I can't remember much else about the event, except that forever after he was really withdrawn and distant from me, and his wife pretended that nothing had happened. I speculate that he was ashamed. Whatever it was, it caused the ruin of what I thought was a good relationship. I enjoyed these people greatly, we had never done anything sexual, or even thought about it, to my knowledge. I missed my relationship with both of them, but it became so awkward that the damage could not be repaired.
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