'My lingam retreat'

I recently received a message from a dear guest that moved me deeply.

He shared something very personal about his relationship with his lingam, a journey beginning with a childhood circumcision and unfolding into a relationship of trust, sensuality, and self love.

So many men carry private stories about their sexuality, yet rarely have a place to speak them out loud.

With his permission, I am sharing his beautiful reflection here.

My hope is that another man reading this may feel a little less alone, a little softer toward himself, and maybe even inspired to begin his own exploration, his own journey of connecting to their body and self love.

The following reflection contains natural, intimate language shared exactly as written by my guest. I chose to keep his words unchanged because they hold honesty, tenderness, and truth.

MY LINGAM RETREAT

My earliest memory in life takes me back to three years old and being taken to hospital for circumcision.  To this day I do not know why I was circumcised. I never did ask my dear departed parents was it medical or was it an aesthetic trend in the 1960's?  It wasn't on religious grounds.

What I do know is that the procedure had a massive psychological 

 impact on me as a young boy and made me feel extremely insecure and abnormal during school years. Changing rooms and showers were a nightmare resulting in lack of confidence, withdrawal,  truancy and avoidance of sports. 

As I developed into adolescent life I suddenly became more aware of the opposite sex and began to experience the power of erections and natural response of ejaculations and wet dreams.  The energy and sensation of pure hot energy was incredible and a sensational feeling.  I then became aware of my erectile function with frequent  Masturbation with my fantasy dreams now focused on females rather than favourite footballers and cricketers!  My friends and I began to search for any imagery of naked or underwear models. 

This even included my mums mail order lingerie  catalogue section so prevalent in 1970's homes.   I quickly began to become more aware of my lingam developing  as a close  friend and a separate being.  At this stage I began to consider my lingam as a "he" and somebody I was starting on a journey with. I loved him. 

As I grew into actual relationships and sexual encounters I found that some women I met actually preferred "cut cock" which I found erotic and increased my Masculine response. Even their verbal reaction was a great flirtatious turn on. Like they were  talking dirty.

As comic film legend Woody Allen once said: 

"Don't Knock Masturbation as it's sex with someone you love". 

Over my life I have loved masturbating regularly but due to shortage of time and limited confidentiality I have tended to enjoy a quickie frantic wank and knocking one out, usually with the aid of printed or latterly online porn. 

I was extremely moved to read about Rosies recent exploration journey to love and cherish her own "Yoni" which again interestingly Rosie refers to as "She".  It was this that inspired me to take time to actually honour and fully get to know and thank my own and longest standing life partner my Lingam.

I have now reached retirement age and now finding time to reflect on my life and consider the challenges and joys that have been encountered, overcome or celebrated.  I decided to slow things right down and have a period of relaxation and reflection with my oldest friend, my lingam.

I organised and arranged for some "me time" and relaxed with a view to inspect, stroke and honour my lingam.  During this process I considered how beautiful my Lingham and testicles actually are. On inspection the lingam is a piece of art with the combination of soft skin of the shaft and sensitive cells of the glans and frenulum or in slang the banjo string. Thinking about it also an engineering wonder.

I fully relaxed with one hand on my heart taking time as  I slowly stroked my erect lingam trying to fully absorb the beautiful flow of bliss and sensitivity, my mind searching for fantasy and past experiences. I remembered a past lover saying that she just loved my dick as its soft end is just like a horses nose. That made me chuckle and also focused my thoughts to the fact that over the past long period of life experiences be it at work, family, relationships and stresses my loyal lingam has always been there and always put on a performance when needed or been there for my own self relief in times of stress. My lingam has been a continuity in life  and never let me down or deserted me.

My conclusion is never to take my lingam and testicles for granted but to take time to relax, honour and celebrate the very centre of masculinity.  To be more aware of the sensitivity of self love and to be proud, confident and thankful of a lingam relationship and friendship. 

Love,

Rosie. x