My Manhood Opinions and Beliefs

I’ve been made aware in the past that I come across as a little bit whiney at times.

I can live with that. 

Here’s what I’m whining about today:

I feel like the world (or at least the continental United States) is running out of places for me to swing my dick around in without fear of being arrested or labeled a pervert. Here’s an example: I used to live in Denver and I loved going to the bathhouses. It was FAN-tastic. But then they kinda turned into homeless hotels once people realised it was cheaper than a hotel room, they could shower there, and also get their nuts drained all in one place. So the city or the owners or whoever the Powers That Be were at the time shut them down. I’ve heard that it was because of real estate prices and all kinds of other excuses. 

This seems to be happening in other cities as well though. A few of the major hot springs in Colorado have a policy about wearing swimwear as well. Really? At a fuckin hot springs? 

So now that leaves even less places for me to feel safe from legal prosecution that I can show off the meat between my legs. 
Why is this happening? At some point do the people of this country realize how much resource goes into the manufacturing, selling, shipping, washing, drying, storing, etc of clothing? Holy fuck! It is no wonder we can’t seem to get our shit together as a country with all the resources we really need, but the most sideways way of looking at human decency. 

Moral of the story: I really need to find some land somewhere that is secluded and vast so that I can put a modest house structure on it and spend the rest of my days wearing little to nothing. I will also need to find a woman that needs sex as much as I do and would want to join me. 

If anyone reading this happens to be a sexy sub woman with a piece of property that they don’t know what to do with and they are looking for some regular dick in their life, let me know and let’s get on that so I can get in you and we can get off. 

**I might make some generalizations in the writing below. I’m not trying to be sexist or put anyone in a traditional gender role or oppress anyone if you find somthing offensive, message me and educate me on your perspective.**

It is weird to me that Polyandry hasn’t taken off. There are plenty of guys out there that are not turned off by switch hitting or being the second or third man up to bat.

There are more and more women that are embracing their sexuality and are promiscuous without shame. 

Couple that with the exponentially higher cost of living and disproportionate wage in the United States, and I feel like polyandry should be a lot more popular. I know a lot of guys that end up as roommates. I know a lot of women that feel like they can’t make it on their own and are always trying to find a man to take care of them or to satisfy them. 

Why is it that more men aren’t taking in women to help keep living costs down? Multiple men to make sure her emotional and sexual needs are met would make it much easier and there would be a built in third person or fourth person perspective. Additional perspective would probably prevent miscommunication to a certain degree, as well as make raising a family easier.

If more than two parents were raising a kid, it would be easier to do so many things, like make sure the kid has a lunch packed, or makes it to football practice on time, read over homework, etc. Not to mention, additional men would likely have different skill sets. One might be a mechanically minded person and one might be an artist. Neither is better, just different. That gives the opportunity for self exploration in more than the traditional household. 

Regardless of the familial benefits, the men would be able to focus more on their professional careers or hobbies if they had a sexual release that was a shared venue, for lack of a better word. It would also guarantee that she would be satisfied, as multiple men will have different techniques, cock size, and amounts of stamina. The things that could be learned from one another by sharing a lady would go a long way to ensure that everyone gets off. 

For some reason this is weird to people. Why? 
it sounds like one of the best ways to synergize with other people in this economy.

My thoughts on the subject might be a little bit slanted because of my own instinct to reproduce and also my love of gangbangs. For me, it is surprising why everyone else isn’t into it. But why aren’t they? 

This isn’t about beastiality or sex with animals. So if that’s why you are reading this, please do not comment or like it or message me. Feel free to read, then go away. 

As I have gone through life learning about my sexuality and what gets me off, I have continually been brought back to the same sexual focus. Breeding. For example, one year I went through a leather phase, but even though I thought leather was masculine and tough and sexy as fuck, I was actually more focused on unprotected sex while wearing leather.

For a while I was into fucking outdoors, but if someone would even mention condoms or protection, it didn’t matter how much wilderness was around us or how out in nature we were, I was not interested. It was the breeding/natural aspect to the sex that was most important to me, and my interest in sex with someone was based on wether or not they were going to let me pump my load into them wherever i wanted to.

It doesn’t seem to matter what peripheral theme or kink is around me, at the end of the day, breeding is what I need as a man. I’ve had people tell me that I need to get over it and that it is a weird kink, but I find those people to be so removed from their inner animal and survival instincts that it almost isn’t worth discussing with them. 
Breeding is the most vanilla of all the sexual acts. It is the base essential foundation on which our entire spectrum of sexualities, sexual identities, fetishes, and fantasies are built on. 

I don’t have a kink, I’m not an outlier. I am an animal and maybe that makes me come across as basic, but breeding and feeling that rush of satisfaction and euphoria that comes with being balls deep in somthing wet, hungry for my cock, and thirsty as fuck -and then unloading my aching balls deep inside might be the best feeling in the world. It is what makes my life truly worth it for me. 

maybe that makes me so basic, I might just be an animal, not a civilized modern human. But honestly, I’d rather be an animal. Y’all can keep the social media, taxes, and gentrification. I’d rather be swinging my tool around the forest without a dime to my name and breeding whenever my partners were consensual. I don’t have a weird kink or fetish. Neither do you, so don’t hate. Embrace it, but remember, if it weren’t for men like me having the instinctual need to breed, none of you would be here today. 

I’m a briefs guy. Always have been always will be. I switched to boxers one year in high school and that lasted all of a few months until I hit a growth spurt and I got sick of my nut sack getting sweaty and always having to re arrange it so it wasn’t sticking to the side of my leg. I also didn’t like that when I would run or be physically active, it was like being super cold and my f***stick would try shrink up and retract up a little bit. I don’t want my meat to feel like a battered spouse in an abusive relationship. I also don’t want my junk to look small if I had to shower in front of or with other guys after exercise. 

So I switched back. I was strictly white briefs before that. Rocking the Hanes brand usually. So I got colors. Black is a stupid choice because everyone should know that black is a slimming color. It gives an illusion that a person is more slim than if that same person were to wear a white shirt. (One reason white briefs continue to sell.) when I bought a couple variety packs, I trashed the black ones and wore the blues, red, grey, and green ones. Not vibrant or flamboyant. Fast forward a couple years and I started college. 

I switched to boxer briefs when I went to college because I thought that would help me reinvent myself. Two weeks in, my clothes got stolen from the dryer in my dorm. So I bought a variety of colors again and a pack of white. I found that I wore the white ones more, and probably because my tool and balls are very easy to see in them. I know I don’t have a monster dick, but I’m also aware that my meat is bigger than an average man’s and my balls are a lot bigger than most men. They give the illusion that my dick is average, because they are disproportionally large. However, when my equipment is packed into white briefs and my circumcised head is stretching out the front of white fly front briefs, the outline very clearly shows others exactly what I’m packing. 

it seems to be embarrassing to many men to wear white briefs these days. I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess it is because most men are ashamed of their own manhood. I am not. I am an exhibitionist and I like it when I’m on display and I choose white briefs to make sure that I’m noticed for the fashion statement of wearing white briefs, and then for the package I’m packing. 

I still own a variety of colored underwear, and I wear them about half the time, but I’m leaning more and more toward white ones these days. I don’t give a damn if my white briefs remind guys of their childhood and they think white briefs are juvenile or whatever. You know what isn’t juvenile? The tool that is stretching out the underwear I choose to wear. I’m glad that fewer men are wearing them anymore. It causes me to stand out a little in the crowd. 

I love being a man and I am proud to show off my favorite thing in the universe. I get very few comments from males that are talking shit about my choice in underwear, and when I do, I’ll simply suggest we compare anatomy and explain that I need support for my manhood because it is uncomfortable to let it swing and when I do freeball/when I wore boxers, it genuinely made me more clumsy because I had to react to my environment and in addition, predict what my next moves are going to be a little bit more than if I am supported and wrapped up in briefs. Plus, it helps conserve resources because there is less fabric that boxers and boxer briefs. I can fit more of them in my luggage because they take up less room and I can fit more of them into a load of laundry, and spend less time doing laundry throughout the course of my life. 

pointing all of that out and then challenging the guy that wants to try to embarrass me (or whatever the point of talking shit about my underwear may be)to a literal dick measuring contest has never once failed me. That’s right. Shut up and keep your jealous, insecure and immature little boy bullshit to yourself. Don’t be jealous. Admire it. Try saying, “Hey, nice dick man.” Then I’m not going to call you out or make you feel stupid that you’re going to waste a higher percentage of your life doing laundry for the sake of trying to conceal your natural form, like a pilgrim. Hell, you might as well just get a washboard and a hat like the guy on the oatmeal labels in the cereal isle. That will probably be a better look for you than briefs. :)

As far as women go?

go for it. Be skeptical and maybe be a little judgy when I first drop my jeans, but you’ll forget about what I had on as soon as I slide inside you and start working that spot that won’t let you think clearly until we’ve both finished, and by that point, you’re not going to question what I choose to carry my manhood around in all day. You might want me to take them off as soon as you see me in them, and I will if you will. 

point being: I wear white briefs, low rise, cotton, fly front, and I identify as bisexual but come across as straight most of the time. Im not trying to convince all the men of the world to join the club and switch over, because a lot of guys probably don’t look good in briefs. But if you can fill them out and you are confident enough to not give a fuck by the odd stigma Americans put on white briefs, go buy a couple of pairs and take it for a test run.

There’s no hiding a big dick in white briefs and advertising what I have to offer gets me laid way more than pick up lines, common interests, or kindness ever has.