I have always been fascinated by the genitals. I love the word GENITALS. What they are, how they look, and what they DO. Plus the possibilities yet to explore.
WHY?.
Ever since I have known pleasure, and pain, I have been enthralled by the energy, and power of my own genitals. That my genitals have the ability to create life, and multiply clones of the one I have just fucked, leaves me breathless. My genitals underpin every religion, and everyone I meet, and have intimate relations with. The genitals of the body have often surprised me along the way. Like take this brief snippet of a story when I was eighteen.
I was barely eighteen. It was evening, about eight o'clock. Winter time, because it got dark early. I had just finished my cleaning job in the city, and when I walked out onto the lamp-lit street abustle with people, the cold hit me, and I needed to take an urgent piss. Luckily there was an underground toilet outside of the tall building I clean, and so bounded down the stairs, pulled out my piss-filled cock, and began to jet noisily into the urinal.
It was one of those stainless steel urinals from the early seventies, smelling of stale piss, dimly lit, mostly tiled. Suddenly beside me appeared a young man in his early twenties, sporting a hard on in his hands. He gingerly proffered it to me. I was shocked. No one had ever offered their cock to me before. It was the most beautiful hard on I had ever seen.
